today has arrived.
 i've been waiting. we've been stoked.
it is going to be a party,
no matter what has tried to make it not so.
here are some lyrics i hope to hear tonight:

if we dissolved with out a trace, would the real world even care?

reality is a lovely place, but i wouldn't wanna live there.
i keep my knees black and blue cause they often hit the hardwood floor.
real life i'm sad to see you go, i'll miss you with all my heart, but i'd rather be alone.
there's somethin about you that makes me feel alive.

but if i reached for your hand would your eyes get wide?
oh telescope, keep your eye on my only hope. lest i blink and get swept off the narrow road. hercules ain't got nothin to say to me cause your not the blinding light that i need, for He is the saving grace of the Galaxies.
don't sweat under your over coat
if you can fly don't stop at the sky cause there are foot prints on the moon.

take a long hard look through your textbook cause i'm history.

after bombs go off the sun will still be shinning, because i've heard it's said that every mushroom cloud has a silver lining - though i'm always undermining.

i just don't percieve myself getting drowsy when cold integrity keeps me wide awake.

we'll take a long walk through the corn field and i'll kiss you between the ears.

swirl me around your room with feeling and as we twirl the glow and the dark stars on your ceiling will shine for us as love sweeps over the room cause we tend to make eachother blush.

so tell me darlin' do you wish we'd fall in love? yeah all the time, all the time.

i'd rather pick flowers instead of fights.

please don't let me go, i desperately need you.

chills run down my spine, as our fingers intwine and your sighs harmonize with mine.

if my heart was a compass you'd be north, if my heart was a house you'd be home.

i'd send a postcard to ya dear, cause i wish you were here.
the silence isn't so bad till i look at my hands and feel sad cause the spaces between my fingers are right where your's fit perfectly.
if you'd be a beautiful sound in the echos all around then i'd be your harmony.
we ran the race tracks through your mom's kitchen chairs, and fought the shadows back down your dark basement stairs.

let's spend the afternoon in a cold hot-air balloon.
i'll drag the anchor up and rest assure, cause dreams don't turn to dust.

i'm scared to death that i'll never be afraid, rollercoaster through the atmosphere, imagination's takin' me away.

i wish that we could sail our sad days away, forever. in deep blue seas of paper mache.
lets dance in the moonlight.

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