Trying out my new phone..
Friday, November 25, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Contigo, conmigo
Please forgive me if I act a little strange
For I know not what I do
Feels like lightning running through my veins
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Help me out here, all my words are falling short
And there's so much I want to say
Want to tell you just how good it feels
When you look at me that way
When you look at me that way
Throw a stone and watch the ripples flow
Moving out across the bay
Like a stone I fall into your eyes
Deep into their mystery
Deep into some mystery
I got half a mind to scream out loud
I got half a mind to die
So I won't ever have to lose you girl
Won't ever have to say goodbye
I won't ever have to lie
Won't ever have to say goodbye
Please forgive me if I act a little strange
For I know not what I do
Feels like lightning running through my veins
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
For I know not what I do
Feels like lightning running through my veins
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Help me out here, all my words are falling short
And there's so much I want to say
Want to tell you just how good it feels
When you look at me that way
When you look at me that way
Throw a stone and watch the ripples flow
Moving out across the bay
Like a stone I fall into your eyes
Deep into their mystery
Deep into some mystery
I got half a mind to scream out loud
I got half a mind to die
So I won't ever have to lose you girl
Won't ever have to say goodbye
I won't ever have to lie
Won't ever have to say goodbye
Please forgive me if I act a little strange
For I know not what I do
Feels like lightning running through my veins
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Everytime I look at you
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
maker
Oh, Oh Deep water
Black, and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open
I've run a twisted mile
I'm a stranger
in the eyes of the Maker
I could not see
for fog in my eyes
I could not feel
for the fear in my life
From across the great divide
In the distance i saw a light
John Baptist
walking to me with the Maker
My body is bent and broken
by long and dangerous sleep
I can work the fields of Abraham
and turn my head away
I'm not a stranger
in the hands of the Maker
Brother John
Have you seen the homeless daughters
standing there
with broken wings
I have seen the flaming swords
there over east of eden
burning in the eyes of the Maker
burning in the eyes of the Maker
burning in the eyes of the Maker
burning in the eyes of the Maker
oh river rise from your sleep....
Friday, February 4, 2011
connective tissue
Hold your breath
that feeling in your chest-
is me
Shed a tear
the air that dries it-
is me
Get lost in an embrace
the warmth inside you-
is me
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
ghost
Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog where no one notices the contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you, Angels get a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
And I walk in the air between the rain, through myself and back again-
Where? I don't know
Well, Maria says she's dying, through the door I hear her crying.
Why? I don't know..
Round here, we always stand up straight
Round here, something radiates
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand.
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis.
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land just like she's walking on a wire in the circus.
She parks her car outside of my house and takes her clothes off.
She says she's close to understanding Jesus.
And she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood.
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous.
Round here we're carving out our names.
Round here we all look the same.
Round here we talk just like lions, but we sacrifice like lambs.
Round here she's slipping through my hands.
Run home, sleeping children better run like the wind out of the lightning dream.
Mama's little baby better get herself in, out of the lightning.
She says "it's only in my head"
She says "Shhhhh I know it's only in my head"
But the girl in the car in the parking lot says "Man you should try to take a shot. Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"
Then she looks up at the building, says she's thinking of jumping. She says she's tired of life. She must be tired of something.
Round here she's always on my mind.
Round here hey man got lots of time.
Round here we're never sent to bed early and nobody makes us wait.
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late oh.
I can't see nothing... nothing round here
Will you catch me if I'm falling
Will you catch me if I'm falling
Will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you
I said I'm under the gun around here.
I'm innocent, I'm under the gun around here.
And I can't see nothing, nothing round here...
____________________
She is a ghost.
She will disappear someday.
into the fog and rain.
the sun will dry our tears.
hold my hand, lets walk together.
through Heaven and Hell
Light and Dark
my world doesn't matter without you.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Incredible
love? obligation? a way to get on american idol?
the romantic in me and the love i feel makes me believe the first. What do you think?
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