This is a blackout!

Haven't posted in a while. But this band have caught me lately. Ch-check it :)

Long time comin'

It seems that I am losing sleep.
At least now, this past week - it would seem.
I close my eyes and your face is imprinted in the front of my mind.
Strange as it is, I enjoy the buzz. But the lack of sleep...

It's finally catching up with me.

Notice now?

Graffiti

I was walking through a backstreet in Worcester today. It was funny because I'd been up there hundreds of times before, but this time something was different. Right next to it they're building this huge apartment complex for the new university housing, so ringing it is a huge white walled fence. Worcester being Worcester - some kids graffiti it.

Usually that stereotype 'chav' would come to mind at something like that...but not today. I mean, some of it was sprawled in slurs along the lines of 'Dean 4 Chelsea' or whatever. Ya' know - usual teenage crap. As I walked along the path with my ipod blasting, for some reason, the words stood out like poetry. There were paragraphs of opinionated words all over the wall and it was inspiring. The words stood out for that one split second - like my graphics product teacher had said our coursework was supposed to do so.

Screw fame and all that mediocre crap, real meaning lies in the streets. And I hate to admit to it but the least suspecting people do make sense.

Run

Do you even notice? Does it even occur to you?

Or, I am the only one, who is blinded by the light?

Circus

Trials and terminations.

At the moment we shall test the fear of heights, apparently. I'm walking on a high wire, to look down would be stupid because my stomach will twist into the third knot and I shall fall. It's a pity though, I mean, that would be a gutsy way to go - with the loss of fear and all rationality. But no, here I stand - or sit - waiting for a foot to slip and to send me on a fall down onto the abyss of the cold hard ground.

Where’s the safety net?

Man oh man, where did the last two and half years go? Its crazy that whenever I listen to this is still gives me goosepimples.

Oh deaaar.

Oh its happened again, I can't get enough of Alex Davies' voice.

Also my mother's persistant nagging has conveniantly returned too. "Oh you're not going to west fest if it rains or if you lose your voice."
My retaliation - theres tents to shelter in and if i lose my voice I'll take a notepad, happy? Pfft parents.