All your dreams are made
When you're chained to (your) mirror with (your) razor blade
Today's the day that all the world will see
Another sunny afternoon
(I'm) walking to the sound of your favorite tune
Tomorrow never knows what it doesn't know too soon

Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to wake up wake up
Need a little time to wake up
Need a little time to rest your mind
You know you should so I guess you might as well

What's the story morning glory?
Well
(you) need a little time to wake up
Wake up well
What's the story morning glory?
Well
Need a little time to wake up
Wake up


Talking to the songbird yesterday
Flew me to a place not far away
She's a little pilot in my mind
Singing songs of love to pass the time

Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone

She's not anyone

A man can never dream these kinds of things
Especially when she came and spread her wings
Whispered in my ear the things I'd like
Then she flew away into the night

Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone

She's not anyone



thinking back, the song which i remember most is Songbird. im not sure why either but it just kinda hit all the right notes with me. sure wonderwall, champagne supernova, live forever and dont look back in anger were all good but they will always be good. plus they dont really play Songbird that often live.

simply put, Oasis was UNREAL. their style. their swagger. their performance. everything was just amazing. noel gallager's onstage presence was everything the magazines and reviews said it would be. and the tamborine is now officially the coolest instrument. period.

whats the story morning glory?

tonight im a rock and roll star.

insufficient coffee. wandering minds. complicated plots. and simple joys. that sums up my weekend, or just sunday to be more precise.

I know every last regret inside of me is my own

The way I hold them close has made me be this way

OASIS OASIS OASIS

this is really happening. MOUSSAKA is really happening. this sunday shall be our first test.

i left this out in my last post, but the stars from her* house are beautiful.

revelations. revelations. and more revelations.

no news is still good news.

things never go quite as planned but thats the whole point since better things will come along.

acid bar was AMAZING. good company with kick-ass music. all acoustic mind you. songs included alittlerespect youandme wonderwall mrbrightside sundaymorning mustgetout iris theblowersdaughter and alot more. monday nights have found a permanent home.

a friend in need,

is a friend indeed.

a friend with weed is better.

ok so maybe pseudo valentines day wont be so bad after all. hanging with the guys at night and with rah in the afternoon.

since she* aint free.

feeling cynical about valentine's day? your not alone. check this.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060210/ap_en_ot/my_rotten_valentine

Finally, the last-resort strategy: Wallow in it. Stay home. Watch the world's saddest, most depressing movies. Look at old photos of lovers you lost. Have a terrible time.

i know where your coming from and i understand what your saying, but still im not giving up. im not sure why but this time i see something worth persisting and fighting for.

Oh, this is the start of something good

Don't you agree?

I haven't felt like this in so many moons

You know what I mean?

alone once again on valentines day. whats new? story of my life.

Jonathan + Pierre + Zaed = MOUSSAKA.

and to you*, im sorry. you know i am. so yea we're cool now right?

i hope you sleep better at night knowing that you make people feel the worse about themselves all the time. why cant you for once just acknowledge the people around you and make them feel like they mean something?

you once said that i meant the world to you. but you never made me feel that way. you picked me up only to let me fall once again. i hate that feeling.

why do you always have to make me feel this way. even now? you made me feel this way for two years. isnt it enough?
was telling me the truth that hard? was it?

why lead me on to believe that you guys are not together when you have been for a month already? cos your unsure? i dont know. all i wanted was to hear it from you. thats all. and i was hoping that i was the first person you were going to tell. apparently not. so much for calling me your best friend.

now i know how much i mean to you.

nothing.

but its ok since you made me feel this way for two years. im supposed to be OK with it right? im supposed to be ok with everything.

im supposed to be ok with being taken for granted.
im supposed to be ok with being treated like dirt.
im supposed to be ok with taking the blame for everything.
im supposed to be the guy that smiles after the dust settles and goes "im fine, dont worry about me."

well now its not ok anymore.

goodbye and goodnight.