there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea
i would be excited to hold it tickle its little belly and watch it laugh if it cried i would search enthusiastically
into another corner bar they go climbing stairs covered in clumps… praying they don’t slip carrying s… hundreds of pounds of amplificatio… they set up in the corner
i would never say that Rock N’ Roll saved my soul but i will say that it helped me figure out what
if you alone hold me as i battle for last breat… if you alone bear the burden of the body left b… if there is no one else in the roo…
dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed
you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for
my knee is there if i need to bend my leg my knee is not there for me to beg if you place an empty plate in fro…
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
for all the good of the day she sought the places where youths did play a few kind words to say a light to make her darkness grey
it misses the way we use to sit and breathe together inhaling and exhaling
we wait under a black umbrella beneath the branches of a silhouet… for clouds to be chased away by th… snarling jaws of light
i expose myself a show boat and a show pony i suppose myself a poet