chewing ice
(don's part=normal text, ian's part=text in ( ).) |
staring at the ceiling, dreaming.
dreaming of the time when you and i...
all the things i'm feeling, seeming.
seeming like i've felt it all before. |
i'm so alone
(i need somebody to hold).
i would go home
(but i'm not sure where to go). |
resting by the ocean, emotion.
emotions fill my mind as the tears fill my eyes.
missing celebration, devotion.
devotion to a cause that died before it began. |
i'm so alone
(i need somebody to hold).
i would go home
(but i'm not sure where to go). |
staring at the ceiling, dreaming.
dreaming of the time when you and i...
always reminiscing, wishing.
wishing i could stop this chewing ice. |
vocals: don, iank.
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i heard it mentioned somewhere that chewing ice is a sign of sexual frustration. i can think of nothing more frustrating than being alone in a strange place, far from home. my first quarter at college made me chew a lot of ice i guess. i was surrounded by superficial faces in a place unlike any other i had ever been to. i looked forward to the winter break like it was the only thing worth living for. i was pretty lonely there for some time but surprisingly i could still survive and sometimes even smile. |
--donnyb. |
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