Cest-La-Vie's Journal

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  • Black Pepper

    by Cest-La-Vie on April 14, 2013

    I don't want to wish that we were younger
    Not soon before I feel that hunger
    No, Heaven can't wait much longer
    Show me that you can be stronger

    Lay me down in the grassy hill
    Red rover in the icy chill
    Blood shivers, but we'll take those pills
    Living for the thrill

    And it felt like Heaven and Earth with the stars aligned
    Take me with the salt, I can make you mine
    In the cold winter, I can be your brine
    Take me down the highway line

    Sweet and sour at the Tastee Freez
    Their black pepper always makes you sneeze
    Worn denim with your scraped up knees
    Baby, throw away your keys

    'Cause we're too young to die this hard
    Too close to be this far
    It doesn't matter where we are
    Just stop the car

    Grab your Jones and we'll run through town
    Heads up when the lights go down
    Nobody's gonna make us frown
    Just covered in the sound

    Of the real life
    In the warm night
    In a small town, everything's gone right
    Like an old dream
    On the big screen
    We'll be eating cherry pie under cold ice cream

    And we're never going home
    Just you and I alone

    So put on your baby blue jeans
    Overlook the hole in the front door screen
    I found a spot for you right next to me
    On the front porch swing

    And we're never going home
    Never going home

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  • Boulevard King

    by Cest-La-Vie on April 09, 2013

    You came along
    On a silver white dove
    When you broke in my heart
    Dead bolts and alarms
    And you made yourself home
    Didn’t think you’d be left home alone

    Cause I left town
    On the backroads, I broke down
    I tried to call
    And let you know I’ll
    Be gone for some time
    Don’t worry, I’ll be alright

    I know I did wrong
    I’m not so strong
    My heart doesn’t pin to my sleeve
    Could you pick up the phone
    I want to come home
    I don’t know why you said it to me
    I didn’t think you would say that to me

    Highway 18
    Boulevard king
    On the side of the road
    Under three feet of snow
    It’s not where I wanted to be
    It’s not where I wanted
    To end up cold blooded
    It’s not where I wanted to be

    I know I did wrong
    I’m not so strong
    My heart doesn’t pin to my sleeve
    Won’t you pick up the phone
    It’s time to come home
    I don’t know why you said it to me
    I didn’t think you would say that to me

    I love you isn’t so easy for me

    *I did this one beginning of December, but I guess I forgot to post it here

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