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The Drama Llama. A Scrappy Gal.
I'm just your average, everyday run of the mill conquerer of the universe!
Created on 2004-11-01 20:11:46 (#5012150), last updated 2009-11-30
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| Name: | patchoulimommy |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1974-01-04 |
| Location: | Alfred Station, New York, United States |
Well I know a woman with a collection of sticks
She could fight back the hundreds of voices she heard
And she could poke at the greed, she could fend off her need
And with anger she found she could pound every word.
But one voice got through, caught her up by surprise
It said, "Don't hold us back we're the story you tell,"
And no sooner than spoken, a spell had been broken
And the voices before her were trumpets and tympani
Violins, basses and woodwinds and cellos, singing
I truly believe Every Act is an Act of Self Definition. What you do, and what others see you doing, defines you as a person. Thought creates reality. Thought directly impacts our health, our well-being, the people around us...the world around us. If only I could remember this all the time...
These lyrics all mean a little something...and the first one pretty much sums up all you will read here. This is who I was...who I am...and who I will become. A work in progress.
"Everything"
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it’s going out of style
I can be the moodiest baby that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who is as positive as I am sometimes
I am the wisest woman you've ever met.
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected.
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
And you’ve never met anyone as,
As closed down as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go
I'm the funniest woman that you've ever known
I am the dullest woman that you've ever known
I'm the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known
and you've never met anyone
Who is as everything as I am sometimes
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
And you’re still here
And you're still here...
DANCING NANCIES-Dave Matthews
Don't you ever wonder,
Maybe if things had been slightly different
You could be somebody else
Don't you wonder, maybe...
If you took a left turn instead of taking a right, You could be somebody different
Don't you ever wonder... Could I have been...?
Don't you ever wonder, anyone, anyone?
Don't you ever wonder, "Well, God, could I have been...?"
Don't you ever wonder, anyone, anyone?
Could I have been...
A parking lot attendant?
Could I have been...
A millionaire in Bel Air?
Could I have been...
Lost somewhere at Red Rocks?
Could I have been...
Your little sister?
Could I have been...
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been...
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been...
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been...
Anyone?
He stands touch his hair, his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Twenty three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I...
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am, well, who am I?
Requesting some enlightenment...
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out...
And then I...
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been a dancing nancie?
...A dancing nancie?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll...
Sing and dance... la la la la hey (repeat as necessary)
Sing and dance, I'll play for you tonight,
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang over me sometimes,
But I'll work it out...
And then I'll...
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
She could fight back the hundreds of voices she heard
And she could poke at the greed, she could fend off her need
And with anger she found she could pound every word.
But one voice got through, caught her up by surprise
It said, "Don't hold us back we're the story you tell,"
And no sooner than spoken, a spell had been broken
And the voices before her were trumpets and tympani
Violins, basses and woodwinds and cellos, singing
I truly believe Every Act is an Act of Self Definition. What you do, and what others see you doing, defines you as a person. Thought creates reality. Thought directly impacts our health, our well-being, the people around us...the world around us. If only I could remember this all the time...
These lyrics all mean a little something...and the first one pretty much sums up all you will read here. This is who I was...who I am...and who I will become. A work in progress.
"Everything"
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it’s going out of style
I can be the moodiest baby that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who is as positive as I am sometimes
I am the wisest woman you've ever met.
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected.
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
And you’ve never met anyone as,
As closed down as I am sometimes.
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go
I'm the funniest woman that you've ever known
I am the dullest woman that you've ever known
I'm the most gorgeous woman that you've ever known
and you've never met anyone
Who is as everything as I am sometimes
You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can’t relate
And you’re still here
And you’re still here
And you're still here...
DANCING NANCIES-Dave Matthews
Don't you ever wonder,
Maybe if things had been slightly different
You could be somebody else
Don't you wonder, maybe...
If you took a left turn instead of taking a right, You could be somebody different
Don't you ever wonder... Could I have been...?
Don't you ever wonder, anyone, anyone?
Don't you ever wonder, "Well, God, could I have been...?"
Don't you ever wonder, anyone, anyone?
Could I have been...
A parking lot attendant?
Could I have been...
A millionaire in Bel Air?
Could I have been...
Lost somewhere at Red Rocks?
Could I have been...
Your little sister?
Could I have been...
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been...
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been...
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been...
Anyone?
He stands touch his hair, his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Twenty three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I...
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
I am who I am who I am, well, who am I?
Requesting some enlightenment...
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out...
And then I...
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been a dancing nancie?
...A dancing nancie?
Could I have been anyone other than me?
And then I'll...
Sing and dance... la la la la hey (repeat as necessary)
Sing and dance, I'll play for you tonight,
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang over me sometimes,
But I'll work it out...
And then I'll...
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy
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Pioneer Central High School - Yorkshire, NY (1990 - 1992)
State University of New York - Fredonia - Fredonia, NY (1993 - 1995)
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