Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Flies
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Restless
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Maybe it's your fault
Did you ever think
That maybe it’s your fault
And maybe did you think
You could be wrong
I found it hard to believe
But it’s right there in your eyes
Maybe you’re to blame
And that gives me strength
To say
That’s just okay
It’s fine
Would you keep me cold
In the summer time
I wanted to believe
But you’ve shadowed my mind
And maybe I’m to blame
But I don’t think it’s the case
And maybe you could feel the same
And maybe you’re always right
But truth is hard
When it’s your fault
And that’s okay
It’s fine
The beauty of your face
And the beauty of your grace
It’s hard to feel so sad
When you know your rights to stand
And fight
To give yourself the might
To say
Let’s go
Let’s do everything accordingly
To my will and strength
And that’s okay
It’s fine
But maybe you’re at fault
For the reasons we don’t care
For the blessings in the air
That never sprouted hope
And really that’s just fine
Because maybe you’re to blame
And maybe that’s okay
It’s fine
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Life stuff is like a poem only less quixotic, still you are an idea in my own romanticized epic
Monday, December 13, 2010
Experiences
Saturday, December 11, 2010
I am a broken horse
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
What else can I do
Saturday, November 27, 2010
You are always on my mind
Friday, November 26, 2010
Science of Certainty
Saturday, November 20, 2010
changes
Monday, October 25, 2010
Is it enough to want you to hold me as I sleep
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Let the right one in
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Child
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Catalyst
Friday, September 10, 2010
The Drone
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Into sound
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Sometimes
Sometimes I hate myself
Sometimes I can't feel
Sometimes I feel wrong
Sometimes I am steel
Sometimes I just want to cry
But all that comes is strangled and dry
I wanted to fly a kite so I bought a kite
I wanted to sail a boat so I bought a boat
I wanted to rule the world so I bought the world
But all these things didn't belong to me
They belonged to wind, earth and sea
I didn't know what to do
So I let them sit and yellow and fray
I wanted everything to be okay
But all I did was sit and stay