November 2009
18 posts
I really want an Alex Grey painting. He is... →
Me being an ass.
Stranger: I'm sorry, do you know what today is?
Me: I believe its wednesday.
Stranger: Do you have the time?
Me: Yeah, it's like 6:30
Stranger: What do you mean it's like 6:30, is it 6:30 or not?
Me: I mean it is within two minutes either direction of 6:30
Stranger: So for all I know, it could be 6:28 or 6:32?
Me: Yes, I'm sorry I am not the official keeper of time, I apologize for the inconvenience.
Stranger: I don't need your attitude, all I wanted was the time.
Me: ...and the date.
Stranger: That's not important, I have to go, apparently I'm two minutes late.
Me: You could be two minutes early, and we could stay and chat.
Stranger: You're an asshole.
Me: I'm sorry, do you know what today is?
Angels
We could be angels, we could be demons, we could be shining, oh we could be diamonds. We could be living, we could be dying, were all just getting close to the sky or the ground. The woods, are singing. the trees are begging, ‘please stop cutting, please stop making, these factories, that fill the sky with smoke’ The sky, is whistling, the clouds are listening, ‘please stop...
Edgemont.
Breathe, like someone you love needs. Your oxygen to think, properly. I’d probably, Leave. This town thats let me down, if you didn’t stick around, if we couldnt work this out, i’d like to, Turn up, turn up, turn up, somewhere else. These turnips, turnips, turnips, have never felt like roses before, you sang of them i’ve never been a fan of them, and now this garden seems...
Sunday.
Hey, Sunday, I think your beautiful, I need ya more, Each time, You roll around. I need my coffee in the morning, The beach and my best friends, everything that falls in between them. Just to make it to you, oh sunday. I fell in love, when I was a kid, but then I grew up, grew up, grew, out of it. I dreamt a lot, I was naive, but then I grew up, gre up, learned, to believe. In the...
Sixteen.
She was, too young to fall in love, too naive to know what hes thinking of. She was, too much a broken girl, he knew, her trust was a spoken world. and she won’t think tonight, no, she won’t be tonight. Were too young, too young, to think about, our lives, and all the lies, we’ve been fed, since, i can’t remember when. Shes, too bright, so bright she shines, like...
Fire Burns Regret
I’ve got pen and paper, And I wrote your name through it in the fire, to see the color of the flame it burned orange with dark tips of red the flame is all the same, theres black in your heart but no gold in your name but i knew that back in the start so put out this flame, so put out this flame. could you do it again? i dare you to my friend do you feel the rain? when does this storm end...
If you're alone.
You wake up, to the sound of my guitar. I know this melody wont take me far, I’m out of tune, and terribly rude. I fall asleep on you. I wake up, to the sound of your voice. I swear its my favorite noise, Your beautiful, and i’m so sure. You’ll fall in love again. Does he hold your hand when you get scared? Does he call just to make sure you are there? Does he know all your...
This is a song I wrote, I’m uploading it so...
If I squint my eyes, this city looks just like the place i’m from. From here I crush the buildings, between my finger and my thumb. And every town we leave, people ask to come along, don’t get me wrong, leaving here won’t change I thing. Small town kids miss the city, city kids miss the trees. How did we get this back-words, were getting more than a change of scenery.
TAHW?
Jason Mraz. Coffee. Words.
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