Change sometimes sucks

Sweet Insomnia

I wasn’t expecting to live my life,

Without you as a part of it,

But now it seems a reality,

I wish it was virtual reality,

I can t sleep a single wink tonight

threes an aching in my heart,

Its three o clock in the morning

And I cannot shut my eyes

Because every time, I do that

You appear from, somewhere so far

In the dark...

And I’m sleeping better without you

Living so much better without you...

And this is what I must believe,

What I’m trying to believe...

My sweet, insomnia

It’s time to say goodbye,

Because threes no more tears to cry

My sweet, insomnia

It’s time to say goodbye,

Because threes no more tears to cry

Tonight....

What we had was like a shooting star,

That lit up all my life,

I never thought it would go so far,

I almost touched the sky

Before burning out, I’m lying here

I must remove these pictures from my mind

Tonight

And I’m sleeping better without you

Living so much better without you...

And this is what I must believe,

What I’m trying to believe...

My sweet, insomnia

It’s time to say goodbye,

Because threes no more tears to cry

My sweet, insomnia

It’s time to say goodbye,

Because threes no more tears to cry

My sweet, insomnia

It’s time to say goodbye,

Because threes no more tears to cry

My sweet, insomnia

It’s time to say goodbye,

Because threes no more tears to cry

Tonight....

for someone, she knows who she is

Three weeks to go

So yeah here we are again, three weeks untill I get to tick another year off, and three weeks untill i get to go to Sweden again, I really want to live there, learning the language is my biggest time consumer, I wish that I had some kind of helping hand, but I will get there eventually.... 

So I ended up seeing some friends over the last few days, made some music, had some good times, but I am getting a craving to go shopping with my shopping partner..... we will see how that goes :P anyway work is calling, better get on ....

Stumbling seven times but recovering eight.

 I find that my words can be better said in poem or song, so I would like to share one that I have been working on since the 30th of November, I started to write this on a plane, coming back from one of the best times I have had,

Forever in your arms...

As seasons come and seasons go, in a world that's ever changing.

I don't know where I belong, In a world so unforgiving,

How can I be strong?

What keeps me holding on?

A little girl of five years old, Confused by all the fighting,

her parents screaming, shouting out, have they forgotten who they're hurting?

How can she be strong?

What keeps her holding on?

When the world falls around me, and cold storms surround me.

Forever in your arms, Hold me in your arms,

When the world falls around me , and the cold storms surround me, 

Forever in your arms, Hold me in your arms,

of love,

How does a father tell is son, that life ain't so simple?

He's a second class citizen because his colour has condemned him.

How can he be strong?

What keeps him holding on

When the world falls around me, and cold storms surround me.

Forever in your arms, Hold me in your arms,

When the world falls around me , and the cold storms surround me, 

Forever in your arms, Hold me in your arms,

of love....

The song is about how life sometimes is scary, or confusing and sometimes it doesn't make sense, but there are a few special moments in life where that doesn't matter anymore.... as long as one person believes in you, everything is achievable.

Day somewhere inbetween

So a new year and a lot of change, so I will just sum my feelings up in a poem...

Sometimes...

Sometimes I get a bit scared, when I think of you,

Sometimes I wonder what we are and what we should do,

Sometimes I get panicked and I say the wrong things,

Sometimes I just dream of giving you a big diamond ring,

Sometimes you confuse me with what you say,

Sometimes you make me feel special in every little way

Sometimes I know when you hurt inside,

Sometimes all I want to do is stand by your side

Sometimes we discover things that we never want to tell

these little things can be confusing but the mean only well,

But sometimes we find out what it is that makes us smile,

For me that is you, so I will wait a little while

For you to decide what makes you smile and what makes you feel worthwhile.

MIKE JARVIS 04/01/11