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Monday, August 10, 2009
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Will I wake to the deepest greens of summer
Or sleep with the darkest blues of night
Will I cower at the power of the river
Or rise above the mountain in its might
Will I live a life of sadness with the willow
Never knowing there's a brighter star above
Or will I smile at the face of my creator
When I look inside myself and find there's love
There is love for a deeper understanding
Of sad resonance that passes through the soul
And like a bell I'll ring on to tomorrow
Seeking other hearts to make them whole.
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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"I have hoped as many hopes and dreamed so many dreams, seen them swept aside by weather, and blown away by men, washed away in my own mistakes, that — I use to wonder if it wouldn't be better just to haul off and quit hoping. Just protect my own inner brain, my own mind and heart, by drawing it up into a hard knot, and not having any more hopes or dreams at all. Pull in my feelings, and call back all of my sentiments — and not let any earthly event move me in either direction, either cause me to hate, to fear, to love, to care, to take sides, to argue the matter at all — and, yet ... there are certain good times, and pleasures that I never can forget, no matter how much I want to, because the pleasures, and the displeasures, the good times and the bad, are really all there is to me. And these pleasures that you cannot ever forget are the yeast that always starts working in your mind again, and it gets in your thoughts again, and in your eyes again, and then, all at once, no matter what has happened to you, you are building a brand new world again, based and built on the mistakes, the wreck, the hard luck and trouble of the old one." 
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Saturday, June 27, 2009
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I have fallen in love and drowned myself in sorrow to this song over the years.
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Friday, June 26, 2009
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Friday, June 26, 2009
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From the sorrow that lies in the deep darkest shadows of living To the light that will shine when the shadow fades into the dawn Come walk with me now and speak to me truth about giving Just as light gives shadow the truth about where it belongs
I've held your heart for so long I'm afraid I grow weary And the heaviest heart cant be held by strongest of men And I've deafened your ears with my song so that you cannot hear me But my words, may they reach you to lighten your heart up again
Too proud, though we are, to admit there's a sorrow between us That forms as a cloud and slowly it blots out the sky Though winds of caresses blow softly and try to decieve us It cant move the cloud no matter how hard it will try
So look not on yesterday, it has no place in tomorrow And I'll have no place in your eyes while yesterday pines We'll meet together in memories of joy and of sorrow But memories get lighter and joys they get brighter with time.
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Monday, June 22, 2009
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In the shower today I noticed a very small
ant
Crawling across the ceiling
And I immediately assumed he was a scout
From an army of millions
That would eventually come to kill me,
But then I saw him drop
All the way down
Into the hot water
And quickly pass to the dark swirling abyss.
At once I realized he was probably working
alone.
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Monday, June 22, 2009
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I havent done a thing today except
Piss and moan about having to play this
Ridiculous game I'll lose anyway
In the end.
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Monday, June 22, 2009
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And if I never saw the face of a girl
Would I still feel lonely in this crooked world
Did Adam ask God why he needed Eve
In the only perfection that we've ever seen
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And we dont choose to live, we dont choose to die
We dont choose to love and we dont choose to cry
And the stars never wonder, the stars never pry
They take the world at face value
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Wednesday, June 03, 2009
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the butcher, the baker and a little heartbreaker
stuck in a tub in the middle of the sea
the butcher got jealous
of the baker and the girl
and now there's two where there used to be three.
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Saturday, May 02, 2009
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devil's got a tail six foot long tug it three times for a country song if you take a notion to sell your soul get a little bit of that rock n roll
devil's got eyes as black as spades cut right through you like razor blades you can make a deal, you can make a dollar hell and houston arent getting any smaller
that aint the sun up floating in the air thats all the lost souls of millionaires burning in their money, burning in their greed burning all the light that the wicked need
devil's got a cadillac ten foot wide take you cross the desert if you think you need a ride travel halfway in the sweltering heat kick you out the car make you use your feet
devil take your nightmares, put em in a box cover it up with chains and locks close your eyes for to go to bed they'll turn around and put you in the box instead
aint in the center of the world
he's in the center of your head.
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