Nothing can stop us

I can feel you dreamin' of me

Name:
Location: Detroit, Michigan, United States

I never much liked the flaps over zippers, needles, ovens, lawn mowers, or swimming. I love my Les Paul, and every song I've written with or without it.

11 October 2010

The Earth Hangs Loose

On this heightened autumn
I break free
And all of me hangs loose
The ribs of my body
They crack harder than the earth
To fight and to die for this truth

For the darkest hours
Through the pain, sweat, and heat
In the heaviest showers
I will not admit defeat
There can be no limit
For the lengths I will go through
Cause every time I close my eyes
I see you

Holding fast this hope
I collapse
This grass reminds of my youth
Scream, I scramble
I thought I'd made it somehow
But the path I'm on now
No longer looks like a trail

I am blessed
And just in case I give all my gifts away
Words go unspoken
I must rely on actions to say

For the darkest hours
Through the pain, sweat, and heat
In the heaviest showers
I will not admit defeat
There can never be a limit
On the lengths I will go through
Cause every time I close my eyes
I want you


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I'm so tired. Got to find what works. Passion precedes execution. I just know dearly what I want - with no luxury of a plan I can rely only on luck, hard work, and confidence. None of those alone can get you where you need to be without the others. Days feel so long.

06 October 2010

Staggered

Even in the minimal
The infinitesimal
The firm founding blocks
Of me
Are not to be

And this pride has passed its prime
No longer feel sublime
Instead to be wrecked
To be tested and tossed aside
Is me

I've stood, stayed, and waited
This game, I've played it
And I've made some changes
Yet still
My will
And hope
Is killed

So I swallow these pages
Block out the faces
Try to focus on nothing but the breathing
Can't stop from simmering in my seething
The peaceful covenant within is leaving

So I pull inside to recollect myself
Stay strong tonight, enough for them to tell
Cause I'm staggered, with no control
And I've got to find my ground
Quiet, and poised, and bold
A fox that makes no sound


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I keep catching myself holding my breath. I don't know what that thing is, I think it might be some type of song, but I don't think I'm going to do anything with it. I just need to write.