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You get used to being Alone
Contributed by
redlantern2051
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Tuesday, 16th December 2003 @ 07:36:12 AM in AEST
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You get used to being alone
Broke up with my girl yesterday
Maybe it was last week
Hey, maybe last year
The days blur like bad pictures
I can’t remember what caused it
I’m on automatic
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
I’m listening to Garbage
I’m a pop song
I’m the ghost in the big house with the green eyes
Green eyes that stare right thru you
Green eyes that have watched sad movies in hot Summer nights
Wondering what love was…
And can it be restored?
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
You look sad, my friend
Give me your broken vessel of blood and bone
So many years, the soft pain…
I’d kill for someone else’s memories
I’d walk across the desert for some good feelings
Let my tears heal you and all those like you
Just trust me, broken hearted little drifter singing lonely songs
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
I remember the world before girls
When all we had was clean hearts and Beatles songs
Yeah, George Harrison
On the radio
When he still walked thru this world of light and shadow
And we thought the whole world listened to Jackson Browne and got stoned
Those were the days I remember,
Were we only 16?
Was it ever just you and me against the world?
What have I imagined and what have I kept true?
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
And the models we knew
Were all from Playboy
And the girls we knew
Were just dreams that floated thru a different world in a different way
I had my crush on Alyssa Milano
I had my crush on long-haired brunettes
And I never had a bad attitude
Till I was 17
But that didn’t last for long
We all go thru our rebel time
We all forget about the cricket score
But the Sun forgives all
The Sun forgives all
And I can see your face in the dying light and you’re still smiling
That matters to me, in ways I can’t ever tell you, I guess…
Broke up with my girl yesterday
Maybe it was last week
Hey, maybe last year
The days slide by like bad pictures
I don’t remember the score
I don’t remember the final word
I don’t remember the damage that was done
My heart has hit the deep freeze
I’m on automatic
I’m a pop song
I’m listening to Garbage
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
You ever watch TV?
You ever worship Elvis?
You ever wonder just what he did to himself in Graceland?
Do you think he ever had a chance?
Let the cute girls dance on the TV
Channel Rock Planet
Channel Hip-Hop
Channel Whatever-you-Want
Let the Latin lover wear his silver cross with Christ in thorns
Let anything warm this heart
And just let me have a dream without an ending in blood desires
Yeah, just let me swim in the waves
‘Cause no TV show is as good as the surf,
Not even 90210 in the glory days…
Someone’s singing Sheryl Crow songs on the sand
Everything feels familiar and not in a bad way
I’m just a pop song
I’m just a fad
Our hearts aren’t pure
I don’t even know what the word means anymore
But once I did
I’ve seen demons in the face of good people
I’ve seen suicides and nobody knew the reason
And even the saints are scarred
Even the saints have secrets and black and windy pasts
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
But there’s nothing wrong with smiling
‘Cause we aren’t even halfway
‘Cause our lives will be full of twists and turns
Remember that kid at school who stabbed the bully, and ran away,
They asked all of us what made him do it?
I wonder where he is now?
I often think of him.
Just so someone does.
The sea is so vast and I’m so small
Somewhere in the water
I turn off automatic
And I’m just me again…
I swim into the blue so free,
I don’t really want to go back to shore
But I keep hearing the ghost calling me Home
Most times it’s nothing but a feeling
Sometimes it’s her on my voicemail
And I take the phone to the window and watch the dolphins play
Just to hear her say
Goodbye
One more time
I never speak
It hurts too much
My voice is colored by a broken heart
I get embarrassed by how hurt I am
But I’m me again
That has to count
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad
You get used to being alone
You get used to being sad.
(David Finn, 2003)
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Re: You get used to being Alone
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by Medieval_Enigma on
Tuesday, 16th December 2003 @ 09:58:07 AM AEST
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| Interesting.. |
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Re: You get used to being Alone
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by Lessa on
Tuesday, 16th December 2003 @ 12:26:45 PM AEST
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| thats a great poem, i think i liked the begining better then the end though, maybe its just me, but it really is a great poem, lots of feeling. Hang in there though, break ups suck, but its ganna be ok |
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Re: You get used to being Alone
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by Kie on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 03:44:01 PM AEST
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I could relate in many ways to your poem. Breaking up, broken hearts are no fun. A wise person once whispered in my ear--This will pass if you give it time...At the time it seemed irrelevent but I have found it now to be true.
Kie |
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Re: You get used to being Alone
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by Redlantern2051 on
Sunday, 21st December 2003 @ 07:55:33 AM AEST
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| Thanks for your comments guys-I believe you, Kie, this will pass in time-but i just have to hang in there, its just a breakup, not the end of the world-tho in some ways it really is an ending of a particular small emotional world-we had been going out since 99, living together as well, so I guess its easy to understand why I'm upset! :-) oh well, I am just foucing on taking a breather for awhile, chilling it right out++++++++++++++ |
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Re: You get used to being Alone
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by ravenfire on
Saturday, 10th January 2004 @ 06:33:28 AM AEST
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wow
I really, really loved this poem.
It reached sraight into my heart.
I hope you are feeling better now.
Don't forget that the SON forgives all.
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