And I Wish That My Condition Was New, But I'm Old And Rusting

You Stole-Brand New

I often wonder if everything I say is a mistake.
I think this was all a mistake.
A big, huge mistake.
My whole life?
Ya, a mistake.

I don't quite know why I set myself up for these disasters.
It's going to be a disaster, you do realize.
I am not in a place where I can deal with another disaster.
I thought I could avoid disaster by doing this, but no.
I never thought of the consequences.
I was so sure in my mind that it would all be rainbows and sunshine and I could get what I wanted.
How stupid can you get?
Yes, I told you I hadn't thought past the point of conversation, but I lied.
I lie to you more than I thought I'm sorry to say.
But I do want this, I didn't lie about my reasons, or my explanation.
But now, by wanting something and trying to get it, there will be a disaster.
Things always backfire on me I find.
Disaster after disaster.
Mistake after mistake.

Just one huge mistake.

lots of impending doom,

the.(beautiful).let.down

<3

and to finish my mumford and sons lyrics...


Cold is the water
It freezes your already cold mind
Already cold, cold mind
And death is at your doorstep
And it will steal your innocence
But it will not steal your substance

But you are not alone in this
And you are not alone in this
As brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand
Hold your hand

Timshel


Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams
Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams
I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind
Alone in the wind and the rain you left me
It's getting dark darling, too dark to see
And I'm on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems

Corrupted by the simple sniff of riches blown
I know you have felt much more love than you've shown
And I'm on my knees and the water creeps to my chest

But plant your hope with good seeds
Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds
Rain down, rain down on me
Look over your hills and be still
The sky above us shoots to kill
Rain down, rain down on me

But I will hold on
I will hold on hope

Thistle and Weeds


How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show

Awake My Soul


and perhaps my favourite of them all...

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

After The Storm

One day, this won't hurt anymore. Until then, I will walk up that hill with grace in my heart and flowers in my hair, even if I get a no.