Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
apples to ashes
Inside your point and clicking industry
You overlooked the heart in me
This is why we'll leave
Signed...
the young machines
the young machines
High Hopes
I miss you most in the morning, when a day without you has just begun.
And all the simple things do nothing, but help the stars chase away the sun.
I know this is hardly what we asked for, but I'll thankfully make it much more.
And even if the dawn goes slowly, another night sleeps; left my own.
And all the pillows - they do nothing. I guess a comfort is with you alone.
I know this is hardly what we asked for, but I'll thankfully make it much more.
I know that I'm nothing. I'm trying to be something. If ever I am, then I...
I promise you'll still be, and you always will be mine. You'll be mine.
- Time and Distance, A Promise
"what if i woke up happy? what if everyday ended better than it started?"
I have a feeling tomorrow (today) is going to start great and end incredible.
And all the simple things do nothing, but help the stars chase away the sun.
I know this is hardly what we asked for, but I'll thankfully make it much more.
And even if the dawn goes slowly, another night sleeps; left my own.
And all the pillows - they do nothing. I guess a comfort is with you alone.
I know this is hardly what we asked for, but I'll thankfully make it much more.
I know that I'm nothing. I'm trying to be something. If ever I am, then I...
I promise you'll still be, and you always will be mine. You'll be mine.
- Time and Distance, A Promise
"what if i woke up happy? what if everyday ended better than it started?"
I have a feeling tomorrow (today) is going to start great and end incredible.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Grilled Cheese ;)
I came to the conclusion (doing laundry) today that I own too much flannel. I feel like Al Borland. But then again he was pretty cool and had an impressive selection of flannel. He was always optimistic and cheerful. I think its the shirts. I'll keep them around.
Monday, January 19, 2009
All I Can Offer
I can't begin to compete with you
and everyone knows
I know you know it, too.
It's a complicated fear
that grows with every year
and it's walking on it's own, finally
All I can offer are farmer chords,
these simple rhymes and you painted in words
You can sing this when alone
or whistle it through your teeth
and it will feel like home
no matter how far you'll be
from my lonely arms outstretched
just beyond your reach
singing "ooh, baby, please..."
-Ben Gibbard, Farmer Chords
"... it will feel like home, no matter how far you'll be"
and everyone knows
I know you know it, too.
It's a complicated fear
that grows with every year
and it's walking on it's own, finally
All I can offer are farmer chords,
these simple rhymes and you painted in words
You can sing this when alone
or whistle it through your teeth
and it will feel like home
no matter how far you'll be
from my lonely arms outstretched
just beyond your reach
singing "ooh, baby, please..."
-Ben Gibbard, Farmer Chords
"... it will feel like home, no matter how far you'll be"
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Don't Judge Me
- free beer and basement shows don't mean you've made it
- girls that have fun vs. girls that make fun
- you pushed my hand away
- rule # 6578: never leave your liquor unattended
- human heater
- I'm always hungry
- don't eat peanut butter
- people aren't buying it = no hours
- in a mexican kind of way
- wings beer and grandpa
- get up get clean
- shave vs. no shave
- it's what you do not who you were, or what you wear, or where you've been so do something
- I'll shave now
- you are my sunshine
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The way I see it:
You wake up next to me. I have a morning coffee. We stare past each other. My stomach hurts. This isn't the way it used to be. This isn't the way its supposed to be.
You're a neon light and you're too bright for me.
I pick you up in my truck. You turn the music up. We stare out the windows. My stomach aches. This isn't the way it used to be. This isn't the way its supposed to be.
You are a neon light and you're too bright for me.
You change your color now. On the way back to your house. We care so much. "Bumblebee, I'm hungry" Your stomach hurts but you miss me. So this is the way it will be.
You're a neon light and you're too bright for me.
You're a neon light and you're too bright for me.
I pick you up in my truck. You turn the music up. We stare out the windows. My stomach aches. This isn't the way it used to be. This isn't the way its supposed to be.
You are a neon light and you're too bright for me.
You change your color now. On the way back to your house. We care so much. "Bumblebee, I'm hungry" Your stomach hurts but you miss me. So this is the way it will be.
You're a neon light and you're too bright for me.
Friday, January 16, 2009
This is fact not fiction For the first time in years.
Two people told me today that I seemed sad (depressed). I don't feel noticeably upset. Maybe it's the winter and the lack of color in my skin. I have a lot to look forward to in the next month. It's about time this cd gets finished. Over a years worth of work coming together, finally taking shape into something I can see and hold.
Everything has come full circle.
I am right back where I started last year but I am better, faster, stronger. I have learned from my mistakes and the mistakes of others. I have learned that who I am does not consist of the choices I have made but the choices I will make. Slow and steady wins the race.
I will not be afraid to try again.
I will not be alone.
I will not be afraid to be alone.
I will not be ashamed.
I will have the things I need.
People will begin to see me again.
Just take me out of my case and press play. I can be the light in your room or in your car.
I can get you home.
I can be your background. I can be your energy. Turn me up until I burn out.
If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seems
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z
Everything has come full circle.
I am right back where I started last year but I am better, faster, stronger. I have learned from my mistakes and the mistakes of others. I have learned that who I am does not consist of the choices I have made but the choices I will make. Slow and steady wins the race.
I will not be afraid to try again.
I will not be alone.
I will not be afraid to be alone.
I will not be ashamed.
I will have the things I need.
People will begin to see me again.
Just take me out of my case and press play. I can be the light in your room or in your car.
I can get you home.
I can be your background. I can be your energy. Turn me up until I burn out.
If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seems
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z
Choose A or B. A? or B?
We're strange allies
With warring hearts
What a wild-eyed beast you be
The space between, the wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep us safe from the pain.
1. My day consists of peanut butter and jelly (strawberry) and not talking to you.
2. To shave or not to shave?
3. Real issues.
4. Can Eddie Murphy actually sing?
5. I wonder.
6. Jewel Cases
7. The New Frontiers
8. Hey! Jealousy
9. Apparently your brain is a muscle.
10. Plans
11.
With warring hearts
What a wild-eyed beast you be
The space between, the wicked lies we tell
And hope to keep us safe from the pain.
1. My day consists of peanut butter and jelly (strawberry) and not talking to you.
2. To shave or not to shave?
3. Real issues.
4. Can Eddie Murphy actually sing?
5. I wonder.
6. Jewel Cases
7. The New Frontiers
8. Hey! Jealousy
9. Apparently your brain is a muscle.
10. Plans
11.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Haiku
Outside in the cold
You have a home in my home
Make your bed inside
You have a home in my home
Make your bed inside
i think we take ourselves too seriously
i fell a lot today,
a ninja kicked my ass.
i fell a lot today,
a ninja kicked my ass.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
When your new eyes meet mine.
so please forgive what I have done
no you can't stay mad at the setting sun
cause we all get tired I mean eventually
and there's nothing left to do but sleep
"Of course it's your decision,
but just so you know,
if you decide to leave,
soon I will follow"
so I'd like to make some changes
before you arrive
so when your new eyes meet mine
they won't see no lies
just love.
just love.
I will be pure,
No, no, I know I will be pure.
Like snow- like gold-
like snow- like gold-
no you can't stay mad at the setting sun
cause we all get tired I mean eventually
and there's nothing left to do but sleep
"Of course it's your decision,
but just so you know,
if you decide to leave,
soon I will follow"
so I'd like to make some changes
before you arrive
so when your new eyes meet mine
they won't see no lies
just love.
just love.
I will be pure,
No, no, I know I will be pure.
Like snow- like gold-
like snow- like gold-
2:25 AM
I can't fall asleep because for two years, your voice (every night) said goodnight. Now I only hear the sound of a space heater and instant messages. I know you have a new life. I see you smile for the camera. I am awake wondering who (now) is taking the pictures. I guess I am just hurt and confused and lonely. Where are you? Who are you with? Why don't you care? Maybe I can meet you again sometime. In your ice skates and your green eyes. It's about timing. "Winter was never really our season." It's funny you said that because winter made me fall in love with you.
Life happens.
Its timing.
Like I said.
Life happens.
Its timing.
Like I said.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Have you been here before?
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Day Slow
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