Five 1/2 + Six =^]

5 1/2:

The best things don't come in packages, super-sized or small,

The best things aren't contained in boxes with any bows at all,

The best thing aren't always visible to the mortal eye,
The best things can make you laugh, but sometimes make you cry.

6:

You don't know what love is,

I'm sorry, but it's true.

You don't know what love is,

Or what it does to you.

< This are completely unrelated to each other, but they are both the beginnings of songs I couldn't think of any more lines for, and I decided they were so short and incomplete they didn't deserve their own posts. >

Christmas Catch-Up Five... < Or is it Six? Darn. Lost count. >

When you feel sad or hurt, hungry or angry,

Don't take all the pain out on somebody,

There's no fakin':

It always works to think of bacon.

< I just had to write this refrain! No song attached- just a refrain. Not a very good rhymer, no real meter- but hey, it's about the healing qualities of bacon! Emotionally, anyway. This is for all them Higher Thingers. :) >

Christmas Catch-Up Four...

You can have the mop,

And me the broom,

Or if you'd rather,

Grab some chairs,

Or me and you,

Just dancing together.

< As you all know, I love spoofs. Here's one for the refrain of " Happy Together" bye the Beatles. :) What do you think? >

Christmas Catch-Up Three...

...And we danced,

Across that floor,

We danced like we done never danced before.

Yeah, we danced,

Dosey-doe,

Hand in hand,

And toe stepping on toe,

And I will never forget,

How we got wet,

'Cause we didn't mind dancing in the rain.

So yeah, we danced,

Across that floor,

We danced like we done never danced before,

Yeah, we danced,

And I can't help but wonder,

If he would change a thing,

If we could go back now,

And just dance.-

AND I wrote more to this, but you don't get to see it. X) I consider it unfinished, because I wrote an ending, but I don't like it, so I'm not posting it, and someday, MAYBE I'll finally come up with a reasonable wrap up. :) Also, there's a little story behind this song- no, it didn't actually take place, as you may have guessed. But I DID hear a song on the radio I like-ished one night, and I decided to write my own version- one that didn't take place in a bar. :P This is the result. :)

Christmas Catch-Up Two...

I was never much of much of anything,

I don't dance, and I cannot sing,

I was never much of much of anything,

But I would rather be not much than a nothing.

I've got lots of smiles, more than I can use,

 I've got lots of friends, 'cause I don't pick and choose,

I try to do more than I've time for on most days,

I do much for a not much in many ways,

I was never much of much of anything,

I don't dance, and I cannot sing,

I was never much of much of anything,

But when you're not much, you ain't got much to lose!

 < I wrote this song partly because I wanted to write a song using the idea of being not much as a noun instead of an adjective- also, I was mad. :) >

Christmas Catch-Up One...

Blazes,

Just let me go!

The things you say hurt more than you know.

It's too late to change the past,

Some things last,

Others won't go.

< This is a spoof on the Hey, Jude! refrain, written to fit Naina Bird and my story's- which does not currently have a title, although it's had two so far- plot line. Basically Laina's ability to take things to far.... :) >

Lost In This Moment With You Spoof

Lost in the laundry, it's true,
I'm feeling so confused,
I just don't know what to do,
There's no doubt,
Searching the dryer for this,
Waited the whole day for this,
I'll search the washer too,

 Lost in the laundry, it's true

 

< I came up with this last night, after hearing people sing the original over and over again, then Anna posted it on Buzz, so I thought this was perfect timing. :) >

If You Think

If you think I know what I'm doing,

You're crazy,

But just maybe,

One of these days I'll figure it out,

Then you can take me for a spin.

If you think I know what I'm saying,

You're insane, It's just all this pain,

Going to my head.

If you think I know who I am,

Then you're mad,

But I'll give you a chance to prove me wrong,

Maybe you'll see at the end of this song,

If I wasn't so messed up I might think better of you.

< This song obviously could never be given a tune, because it has no rhyme or reason. But it's the words that really matter, isn't it? >

What The World Needs Now Is A Color

What the world needs now is a color,

Shiny or pale, but new,

A color of comfort and cheerfulness,

That makes you glad to be you.

A color to color the world with,

Just one, but not just any will do,

A color that can be used to paint anything,

A color that will always be true.

You may think I'm silly to talk colors,

But it's what the world really needs,

Music and light speak in colors,

And colors are what feelings breathe.

< I want to come back to this some time, and see what I change. Someone remind me. This was a spur of the moment idea, like most of my songs, but I think it's one of my favorites. :') >

Why Don't You Let Me Live?

Why don't you let me live,

Or kill me?

Why don't you let me live,

Or let me die?

I try to stay out of your way,

But you just chase me down,

And make me watch all the little children cry.

Why don't you let me live,

Or kill me?

Why don't you let me live,

Or let me die?

You chain me to a wall,

And you torture my very soul,

And I can't smile because in every corner hides your spy.

Why don't you let me live,

Or kill me?

Why don't you let me live,

Or let me die?

You took away my clock,

You've frozen time,

Now I'm not really living, but I can't die.

Why don't you let me live,

Or kill me?

Why don't you let me live,

Or let me die?

My eyes are growing heavy,

I'd give anything for sleep,

But you'd laugh, and snap a picture, and peel open my eyes.

< Here's for all the euthanasia and abortion victims. This isn't a video game; you don't get to come back to life and start over, so choose life. Even if it stinks sometimes. >