(2011)
Stumbling around With my eyes closed I never found love at all Until I read The cryptics on the wall
I must confess I am a mess Sleepless And Restless
Castaway Come back to me Like the waves do to the shore I dont want to be a grain of sand Time lapsing in your hand
Sitting alone In our old home My old room The walls still painted blue Boxes containing histories
You sold out to the masses Now a product of your environment Mass production Manican If you could do it all over
I wanna be your best kept secret I wanna be your worst mistake The one regret You can’t forget Cause I know
Those not busy being born Are busy dying Get busy living Or get busy dying I’m trying
At eighteen I wasn’t your scene At nineteen I made you my queen Twenty, and time’s went on Twenty one, I decided to move on Twenty two, and I’m still not ove…
Reach for the unattainable To become the unexplainable Meaning is interchangable If you rearrange the variables .
February. February 7, 2011 at 2:23pm A parrot mug and a cookie mess you made it effortless
Run, run, run away Gotta get away Believe me when I say Run, run, run, away Gotta get away
HERE THERE ANYWHERE
Cold Coffee Cigarettes Dirty Fingernails Messy hair Itchy beard
Dan. Dan the man with a plan Who unlike his brother Stan Reluctantly refuses to lend a hand Is always willing to help his fell…
It’s hotter than a two dollar pist… Sharper than a thorn and thistle And no one can whistle Cause thier thoats are dry In this deep fried