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Anyone Else But You (The Moldy Peaches)

Soundtrack: Juno - damn nice for a movie soundtrack..

You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du dududu dududu du dududu
Du dududu dududu du dududu
I don't see what anypne can see, in anyone else
But you

is blind

"in her elusiveness, like a thought that presents itself to consciousness and vanishes before it can be captured by words, lay her peculiar charm"

all the things we did

unassuming and unexpected

colours like the rainbows

memories that break into smiles

happines in feelings yet unexplored

i call it the unbelievable lightnes of being

Something nice...

"think about the rain outside

when we made love

think about my expression when you sketched me

think about pleasent things

think about what we had

about the rain we got drenched in

love you kuts"

it rains. rather, it showers. day and night. never too strongly too long, never stops too long, that you forget that it might start again. the greens remain bright, forever glistening with fresh morning brightness. i can smell the pink flowers accross the garden, i can smell the cows tied accross the meadow. i can smell the trees and the bark, the smell of cooking from the back of the house. in the unhindered silence i can hear the kitchen help chat with amma. power flickers on and off, never lingering on for too long, always playful. in the night it is a game between sanyo emergency lamps, the torch, the inverter, the flurorescent lights, the TV and the buzzing household appliances all work in turns. it is still showering, like someone forgot to turn off the skies after the rain. tress envelop the house, greens assault the vision. it is ideallic, comfortable, timeless and intensly beautiful. they say you get tired of any surrounding after 15 minutes. maybe an overstatement, give me a day and i can still appreciate how pretty this place is. But i call it home, and by policy if you live in a beautiful place, its beauty cannot arrest.as i was riding down the state highway, on my way from Bangalore to this small town Kerala, i realised the place was so beautiful. No, not that i never knew it before, just that i had gone down to Coorg and commmented on how beautiful the place was, well on qualitative terms, it would be difficult to differentiate between the two. this place ranks pretty close. i just dint think of it that way. 'su' has this one line solution to most of mans maliases - the grass on the other side is greener, hm, maybe i can hear her saying this to me now.

Un Explore

The unexplored. is the source of all excitement. if there was something to, what would that be?

the world - so many places – to backback in, to work in
hard physical labour
art and theatre
enthusiasm and exuberance in life – of existence
fitness, muscles
pot and state of utter drunkenness
fun relationships and positions
falling through space – bungee jumping?
Huge canvas and litres of paint.
Work, intellectual labor?
Nice fight – the physical type
Food that tastes different from anything I have yet
Utter solitude
Timelessness
New York
Boating Yatch type