land's end! (i guess this is banal 3)

i was about to put it down all hysterically.that's obvious after a fuXXed up sunny day.too sunny.insupportable sunny day.my head hurts again of course.no more pepsi...caffeine..bla bla..like that would make some difference.actually i'm starting to lose any possible point to this...thing i'm trying to say.i should find something before i start calling myself pathetic instead of pressing that goddamned DELETE key.
so one day when i'll be up a stage all famous after winning whatever(hey it's just my imagination so shut up), i'll thank my mom for making me feel paranoid and everything and screwing up what's left of my brains by putting me go out with her friends' friend's cousin's-don't-know-who,just becouse i wrote something interesting today(NOT THIS LOL)...and i'll thank patrick wolf too,for Land's End and This Weather ....THAT WEATHER I MISS.and i'm missing another thing too ...ohhhh THE point. haha, fooled you.there is no point.i should stop writing crap here and put my new poems and the novel i'm working at.but hell.who'd read it? some assholes to gossip around again.becouse they still don't have a life and maybe that makes them bored lazy and unhappy.

can't wait to take off some days maybe weeks from this stupid city.a village's heat is more pleasant. at least the air smells like chicken shit,not human crap and stinky chavy parfume.and buses.and cars..and so on.of course i'm not leaving with "a green tent and a violin" :))...i'll just take my camera,clothes,pens,pencils,brushes,and paper.loads of paper.

The work is done and the record pressed
Now you're doing battle
With the fickle press
You've got to strike the hammers
And pull the bow
And another fool
Is just another show
They're all the same
And you've seen it before

And don't it seem like too long a time
Since you were sweating in the streetlight?
Too many dreams, not enough schemes
And a bike with no gears to ride
With the wheels going too slow

So, you tell 'em:
"I'm leaving London for Lands End
With a green tent and a violin
I'm going to strike the hammers
And pull the bow
Just another day to forget this show
And come back to me"
Come back to me
Darling come back to me
Come back....

Now don't it seem like to long a time
Since you were sweating in the spotlight?
Too many jeers, not enough cheers
But when you sing you've got nothing to hide
Singing: "where does the time go?
And where did the time go?"

Oh Darling when will you ever learn?
The grass is always greener,
Its everywhere you turn
You'll see it:
Everything you're sure of is up for change
We're all stuck on this spinning stage
Spinning around and round
And round and round and round

©land's end.