shards speak from panes
stars with dignity to regain
Its not a problem anymore
I know how I love you
and i like the effect you have on the world
1.19.2006
1.06.2006
12.31.2005
11.11.2005
7.15.2005
if I died today
in the middle of the street
would they drag you away
kicking and screaming
if the sun was erased
and we ran out of time
would god even return
to the scene of the crime
if the sky turned gray
and I lost my mind
would you send me away
to make for an easier time
if this song was never played
and the crowds never went wild
would you still come to the stage
and try to make me smile
in the middle of the street
would they drag you away
kicking and screaming
if the sun was erased
and we ran out of time
would god even return
to the scene of the crime
if the sky turned gray
and I lost my mind
would you send me away
to make for an easier time
if this song was never played
and the crowds never went wild
would you still come to the stage
and try to make me smile
7.12.2005
7.07.2005
A caress is best left
To thoose who's blooming trees
And killing fields are nothing but
Coffee stains retained
with fleeting ease (with outdated maps)
It's harder to make an impression on you as you get older
Once a poet, now a soldier
Like you forgot the words to your favorite song
But remember the melody, so sing along
Only one months old, and the feelings gone
Holding hands was once taboo
A virgin for a hundred dubloons
Wish I could off her father a goat
Pay him back for sins he'll never know
I know she bled because I saw her on my sheets
I remember caring, but that's not my scene
To bad you'll never know
That Jesus only loves
Those who squirm and choke
Those who hold their tongues
And ruin the joke
To thoose who's blooming trees
And killing fields are nothing but
Coffee stains retained
with fleeting ease (with outdated maps)
It's harder to make an impression on you as you get older
Once a poet, now a soldier
Like you forgot the words to your favorite song
But remember the melody, so sing along
Only one months old, and the feelings gone
Holding hands was once taboo
A virgin for a hundred dubloons
Wish I could off her father a goat
Pay him back for sins he'll never know
I know she bled because I saw her on my sheets
I remember caring, but that's not my scene
To bad you'll never know
That Jesus only loves
Those who squirm and choke
Those who hold their tongues
And ruin the joke
5.16.2005
5.07.2005
Some men told me I was to be a leader, I'm not so sure anymore. The words that follow may make no sense, but there's a pattern involved, I know it. Something peaking through on a subconscience* level, they've shown it. It was literally nothing the mind can see, but it can be perceived in dream, only when eyes are obselete.*
-I used to love magnificently
-Phone Operator
-I used to love magnificently
-Phone Operator
I'm an escapist theory
The part where 5+1=30
You're not my G-d anymore
You're no longer sought after anymore
I want to lay in the grass
And let the sun shine warm upon my face
Never to worry about loss of sense of grace
Mr. Charles can take the heroine
I'm partial to psychocylibin
Listen to the birds sing
In perfect random order ever chiming
Listen to teh birds sing
In perfect melodious chorus ever flying
The part where 5+1=30
You're not my G-d anymore
You're no longer sought after anymore
I want to lay in the grass
And let the sun shine warm upon my face
Never to worry about loss of sense of grace
Mr. Charles can take the heroine
I'm partial to psychocylibin
Listen to the birds sing
In perfect random order ever chiming
Listen to teh birds sing
In perfect melodious chorus ever flying
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