20060904
1:24:00 PM
/Driving Away From The Wreck Of The Day
/The light's always red in the rear-view,
And desperately close to a coffin of hope.
/If this is giving up, then I'm giving up.
/Driving away from the wreck of the day,
And I'm thinking about calling on Jesus,
/Because love doesn't hurt so I know I'm not falling in love,
I'm just falling to pieces.
/If this is giving up, then I'm giving up,
on love.
/Maybe I'm not up for being a victim.
/All my resistance will never be distance enough.
/Driving away from the wreck of the day,
And it's finally quiet in my head.
/Driving alone, on my way home, to the comfort of my bed.
/If this is giving up, then I'm
Giving up.
Giving up, on us.
between the sheets
\garbage & garnish
\ cocktail.spree
+dawnthen
+twenytytwo\three\onenineeightnine
+adore\ granny.edgey.family.
+bartend.
\ caribbeansunset
30ml gin
30ml blue curacao
30ml creme de banane
30ml lemon juice
30ml fresh cream
dash of grenadine
\ fuzzynavel
2ounces vodka
2ounces peach schnapps
12ounces orange juice
\ gratefuldead
1/4ounce vodka
1/4ounce rum
1/4ounce tequila
1/4ounce triplesec
1/4ounce chambord
cola to taste