“The time has come,” the walrus said, “to talk of many things…”

Philosophical thoughts on life, the universe, and everything.

Castles in the Air April 4, 2008

Filed under: boyfriend,Life — ithewalrus @ 4:10 pm

I long to taste adventure like the nature of the sea,
Always moving, always hiding all the creatures from beneath.
Singing silent songs of sadness my heart waits for its chance,
To dance upon the ashes of my burned up little plans.

And I stand alone before the night.
My nakedness is so clear in the glow of the moonlight.
Life is old but so short.
We are young, we want more.

I’m drowning, but I don’t care,
‘Cause when you got what I got, what I got
Who needs air?
I don’t need air.

My addiction to danger like the rush of the sea,
Like a wave on the rocks the lessons crash down on me.
I don’t need to prove the world to you only to myself.
So step back and look away as I dive into the swell.

I’m drowning, but I don’t care,
‘Cause when you got what I got, what I got
Who needs air?

So take me down to the river like a little child,
And take my hand and tell me it’s okay to be wild.
I never knew the world until I saw through your eyes,
I never knew myself until I ripped off my disguise
(I ripped off my disguise).

I’m drowning, but I don’t care,
‘Cause when you got what I got, what I got
Who needs air?

I’m drowning, but I don’t care,
‘Cause when you got what I got, what I got
Who needs air?
(I have come to the realization that life is more than what I have accomplished.
And life is more then the realization that we have accomplished nothing at all.)

I’m drowning, but I don’t care,
‘Cause when you got what I got, what I got
I don’t need air
(True success is so selfless so drown in the lyrics
of your life and give up the air that you breathe.
You don’t need anything. You don’t need anything.)

I don’t need air

Who Needs Air by The Classic Crime

That song builds my castles in the air.  (Also, oddly enough, I have a bad habit of imagining melodys to lyrics…the melody for this song matched what I had imagined.  Random Fact!)

I don’t know if it’s the tune or what that’s making me all air-castley.

In other news, I need to write a poem soon, for this poetry publishing thing…the people are all like “you’re an amazing poet! write a poem especially for our anthology!” I totally don’t believe that they actually like my poem that much, they just want me to write something to fill up their anthology. Oh well, I need another poem anyways for a more legit poetry competition. (Length limits on poems aggravate me. “Oh yes you can only have a 20-line poem.” Well, it just so happens that my best poem is about 70 lines long! Heh. I’ll post it here someday, it needs inventive spacing though which I don’t think is wordpress-friendly.)

In other other news, messenger and long distance relationships are both lame. I saw my boyfriend for the first time in four months on Saturday, and I don’t feel like I saw him at all. But I miss him more now b/c I did see him, even though it doesn’t feel like I did. It’s rather like a paradox.

I think that’s it.

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