Somewhere, like a scene from a memory,
There's a picture worth a thousand words.
Eluding stares from faces before me,
It hides away and will never be heard of again.
The city's cold blood teaches us to survive.
Just keep my heart in your eyes and we'll stay alive.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
It might not be the right time,
I might not be the right one.
But there's something about us I want to say,
'Cause there's something between us anyway.
I might not be the right one.
It might not be the right time.
But there's something about us I've got to do,
Some kind of secret I will share with you.
Rest in peace Mr. Carney.
I might not be the right one.
But there's something about us I want to say,
'Cause there's something between us anyway.
I might not be the right one.
It might not be the right time.
But there's something about us I've got to do,
Some kind of secret I will share with you.
Rest in peace Mr. Carney.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Sugar
When she smiles, the world lights up.
When she laughs, all the angels dance.
A single touch and I weep for gladness.
Asleep in my arms, she is ever safe.
There's something about the look in your eyes.
Deep and radiant, mirrored in your face.
It echos the shining stars, gleaming ever bright.
And it reminded me that you are so worth the fight.
You are Stellar.
I turned, and saw you looking at me. I smiled. But even though your face was hidden, I saw in your eyes that you were smiling back. There are no words that can carry your beauty. In my heart of hearts, I know that I have found you. I can only pray for the sense to hold on to you.
"Here, hold this forever," she jokingly said to me, as I took her purse from her hand. I know now that she was offering me her heart.
When she laughs, all the angels dance.
A single touch and I weep for gladness.
Asleep in my arms, she is ever safe.
There's something about the look in your eyes.
Deep and radiant, mirrored in your face.
It echos the shining stars, gleaming ever bright.
And it reminded me that you are so worth the fight.
You are Stellar.
I turned, and saw you looking at me. I smiled. But even though your face was hidden, I saw in your eyes that you were smiling back. There are no words that can carry your beauty. In my heart of hearts, I know that I have found you. I can only pray for the sense to hold on to you.
"Here, hold this forever," she jokingly said to me, as I took her purse from her hand. I know now that she was offering me her heart.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Mexico
I had a match, but she had a lighter.
I had a flame, but she had a fire.
I was bright, but she was much brighter.
I was high, but she was the sky.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was was bound to let you go.
I don't know much about Cinco de Mayo,
I'm never sure what it's all about.
But I say I want you and you don't believe me;
You say you want me, but I've got my doubts.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
I had a match, but she had a lighter.
I had a flame, but she had a fire.
I was bright, but she was much brighter.
I was high, but she was the sky.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
I had a flame, but she had a fire.
I was bright, but she was much brighter.
I was high, but she was the sky.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was was bound to let you go.
I don't know much about Cinco de Mayo,
I'm never sure what it's all about.
But I say I want you and you don't believe me;
You say you want me, but I've got my doubts.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
I had a match, but she had a lighter.
I had a flame, but she had a fire.
I was bright, but she was much brighter.
I was high, but she was the sky.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Start a War
This was supposed to be my chance. This was MY dream. But you came and stole it all away. Don't you have enough of your own? Aren't you satisfied with all that you already have? Why can't you leave something for me.
It was MY turn.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering? Why don't you watch where you're stumbling? You're wading knee deep and going in. This bog is thick and easy to get lost in, 'cause you're a stupid belligerent fucker.
I hope it sucks you down.
It was MY turn.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering? Why don't you watch where you're stumbling? You're wading knee deep and going in. This bog is thick and easy to get lost in, 'cause you're a stupid belligerent fucker.
I hope it sucks you down.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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