Have I changed?

I get so distracted
By some peoples reactions
That I don't see my own faults
For what they are
For what they are

At times so self destructive
With no intent or motive
But behind this emotion,
There lies a sensible heart
A sensible heart

See I'm no king
I wear no crown
But desperate times
Seem over now
But still I weaken somehow
It tears me apart
It tears me ( Read more... )

Well I've been down to Georgia
I've seen the streets in the West
I've driven down the 90, hell I've seen America's best
I've been through the Rockies, I've seen Saskatoon
I've driven down the highway 1 just hopin' that I'd see you soon
Cause I'm comin' home, I'm comin' home

I've never been to Alaska, but I can tell you this,
I've been to Lincoln, Nebraska ( Read more... )

Central Park, right after dark,
We are laughing, holding hands there in the grass.
The summer sun, has just begun,
To sing a lullabye to us, and it feels so good.
You and me, we've got everything we need.
I'm not seeking shelter from no God-forsaken storm,
Just lay with me tonight and keep me warm.

I descended a dusty gravel ridge
beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
Until I eventually arrived
at the place where your soul had died.

Barefoot in the shallow creek,
I grabbed some stones from underneath
and waited for you to speak to me.

And the silence; it becamse so very clear
that you had long ago dissapeared.
I cursed myself for being surprised
That this ( Read more... )

I haven't updated this in forever.
But even though so much has happened between when I last updated and now, I feel no need to really explain anything.
I've been feeling pretty mellow lately.
All I want to do is lay in my bed and think about everything.
Or else go on a really long country cruise listening to death cab or straylight run.
Or maybe go on a ( Read more... )

yeah.. life pretty much sucks ( Read more... )

And if I fall, I'll fall right there
Cause this summer made me wonder
What the hell am I doing here?
And brown eyes you got me looking up wide eyed
Into the sky to see if I can find my own home

So maybe this time
I've been knocked off my feet
And I just hope that one day I can get back up and say
I've lived in this world long enough just to see
That no ( Read more... )

I can't stand you anymore.

Seven sins of wantonness and
Everything that's good is gone
Sell it all for glory from the peers
Silicone priestess scratch the back and
Twists the knife to bone
Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins

Try to hold the world there sinking,
Swimming in a paper cup
Try to own the one beneath the skin
Held up to the flame 'till singeing
Skin begins to draw ( Read more... )