Guns and flags and idle hands ( Read more... )

Why do I feel almost afraid to say anything? Especially now.

You pick up your bag of slogans ( Read more... )

you scream at yourself for dreaming ( Read more... )

I didn't want you call to me strange ( Read more... )

Was it odd that I wanted to be THAT boy? I guess it doesn't matter. But just because I'm silent, doesn't mean my brain won't shut up. Oh well. That's what I get for being so childish and melodramatic. Quit reminding me how great you are.

Give me a mother ( Read more... )

I was tired of trying...to be born
and tired of trying to make sense of what they were making of the world
the sky grew grayer
and the tree-line turned dim
your hair turned grey as well...to match your name
then i saw the wooden floor
and the preacher's coat on the chair
and I wanted to marry you there
I wanted to marry you there

Northbound open, I use the left hand lane
I drive to a place where no one knows who I am
Tail lights broken, stop lights out
I speed without caution on a road made of ice

My body an engine, my car is a train
I don't feel guilty for the hurt or pain
Telephone message we all ring twice
I speed without caution on a road made of ice

I can feel it beating under wings of will
A hot pulse somehow burning still
I know love casts out fear
But all this time I’ve pushed it far away
And it’s too much to take