So, it's been awhile since I have updated this.  Like all blogs, they eventually fizzle out - except for the sporatic entry to try and keep it alive :P

 

I suppose there is a fair bit to update, but I'm about to head off to bed.  So that won't be tonight (the update).  I did spend about 30 minutes or so hammering out a set of song lyrics.  One of the lines had been stuck in my head for months upon months, since I came up with it, and it's only now that I have turned it into something tangeable.

 

I'm also quickly realizing that I hate typing in this blog.  Not the blog-concept, but the blog-writer - Wow, could MSN make this any more annoying?  It has a half-second delay to anything I type (before appearing on the screen).  Very annoying.

 

Anyhow, this song is about the "girl with the bug-eyed shades".  I'm sure you've seen her.  That girl who walks around in a short skirt and wearing dark sunglasses that seem to hug her face.  They are also quite large and resemble (to me, at least) the eyes of a bug :P  So, why not write a song about her, eh?  I think, in the end, I made her a somewhat sad character.  She has escaped her past but now doesn't know where to turn.  She feels safe wearing the glasses - the world is a better, brighter place.  Perhaps she has endured too much heartache over the years and finally said "enough".  Putting on the glasses might make her into someone she has always wanted to be.

 

Anyhow, time for bed, so here's the lyrics.  Enjoy.

 

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There goes the girl
With the
Bug-eyed shades
And the skirt that ripples
Like the waves

 

A sheltered heart
That cries inside
There's no escape
From the ghosts
In her mind

 

She runs fast
She runs far
Been runnin' so long
Don't know what for

 

One more day livin' on her own
One more day; try to get through
The world seems safe
Those glasses on her face
The bug-eyed shades
Will see her through

 

There goes the girl
With the
Bug-eyed shades
And the skirt that ripples
Like the waves

 

She looks left
She looks right
The past if far behind
It's an open road

Tonight

 

Blue Moon's rising
The distant sun
When Blue Moon's rising
She comes undone

 

One more day livin' on her own
One more day; try to get through
The world seems safe
Those glasses on her face
The bug-eyed shades
Will see her through

 

There goes the girl
With the
Bug-eyed shades
And the skirt that ripples
Like the waves