Imitate the Theft

I seems pathetic that I only ever write lyrics I like to the rhythm of another's song. I've heard many artists start off imitating. I'm pretty sure this is better than nothing. This contains the phrase "so alone" that I mistakenly though was a lyric in Wings of a Butterfly, a song I love by a band that hasn't made anything else I like--at least that I know of. I was also disappointed when I finally read the lyrics to Wings of a Butterfly; they turned out to be boring compared to the ones I thought I heard on the radio. I wonder if there are any "* metal" bands that are anti-anti-some-religion. That would be creative.

Dragon Man

Was a man
in my town
wore a ring
wouldn't tell

He wore black
all the time
black dragon
on his neck

dont know who--who he was
dont know when--when he came
dont know what--what he did
dont know why--why he stayed

The shadows
covered him
as he walked
all alone

He would melt
into a crowd
but he was still
so alone

dont know who--who he was
dont know when--when he came
dont know what--what he did
dont know why--why he stayed

water covers the sky
he walks, all alone
wind dives in behind
he walks, all alone
light there on his face
shadows beat like wings
still he walks, yeh he walks
all alone, so alone

dont know who--who he was
dont know when--when he came
dont know what--what he did
dont know why--why he stayed



[Edit]
Also tonight I went to some fancy place called El Gaucho or something on 1st and Wall. It is ridiculously expensive, but on Sundays and Mondays, happy hour lasts all night. Happy hour means food is half off, making it normal priced. The drinks are super expensive. Gwen and Nick said the dinner steaks there are $100. They also extolled the virtues of dive bars. I think I prefer college bars, or "kiddie bars," as people in some Philly web forum described them, trying to sound condescending. These internet haters said there is no point to going there unless you want to hook up with 22 year olds. I'm not sure why those people go to bars, then.

Also, Big Picture, the bar/movie theatre I've wanted to try, is in the same building as El Gaucho. I now know exactly which building its in. I don't have much of an excuse not to go--besides lack of a date. The last time I tried to go was when I asked out the girl who works at the office here. We try not to think about her though.