Friday, April 29, 2005
Three more days and I'm outta here
Time is racing now
i can barely keep up
no time to ponder what was not
just time to take off and go
bon voyage mi amigo
que sera sera
it's all just mumbo jumbo until somebody gets hurt
and I've got no bruises yet.
puttin on a smile packing my bags and getting the postcards ready
it's going to be a wicked trip
I'm taking off first stop the desert
destination the world.
buckle your seatbelts
and hold on
you're in for a ride.
i can barely keep up
no time to ponder what was not
just time to take off and go
bon voyage mi amigo
que sera sera
it's all just mumbo jumbo until somebody gets hurt
and I've got no bruises yet.
puttin on a smile packing my bags and getting the postcards ready
it's going to be a wicked trip
I'm taking off first stop the desert
destination the world.
buckle your seatbelts
and hold on
you're in for a ride.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
de ja vous
trying to keep telling myself:
Everything happens for a reason,
Everything happens for a reason,
but sometimes i don't pay attention.
I never pay attention
I know i always get let down by other people
ALWAYS
but finally I tell myself "Don't Listen to Him"
"Don't Listen to Him"
but instead I just say to him "Are You Sure?"
"Are You Sure?"
and here i am up shit's creek
yeah, up shits creek
maybe next time I'll have less confidence
on the certainty of others.
another opportunity vanished into thin air because I depended on someone else.
Everything happens for a reason,
Everything happens for a reason,
but sometimes i don't pay attention.
I never pay attention
I know i always get let down by other people
ALWAYS
but finally I tell myself "Don't Listen to Him"
"Don't Listen to Him"
but instead I just say to him "Are You Sure?"
"Are You Sure?"
and here i am up shit's creek
yeah, up shits creek
maybe next time I'll have less confidence
on the certainty of others.
another opportunity vanished into thin air because I depended on someone else.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Four Weeks to Utah
I'm loosing it
going crazy again
don't know what's wrong when my legs go numb
guess they're itching to move-
on top of things for the time being
but who knows what's next
seems like i'm balancing between two worlds
one of them is driving me crazy
and I can't wait to escape
to get away
the other i've charished and although I will return
i wonder what it will be like after time has past-
on my way and I don't know where I'm going
I'll close my eyes and never turn back
going crazy again
don't know what's wrong when my legs go numb
guess they're itching to move-
on top of things for the time being
but who knows what's next
seems like i'm balancing between two worlds
one of them is driving me crazy
and I can't wait to escape
to get away
the other i've charished and although I will return
i wonder what it will be like after time has past-
on my way and I don't know where I'm going
I'll close my eyes and never turn back
Friday, April 01, 2005
help me pick out headshots!!!
Click on the above title to go to my photo's
in the headshot album are new pics I took for
headshots take a look and tell me what pics you like best
you can post comments to this post or email me
Thanks!!!!!!!
in the headshot album are new pics I took for
headshots take a look and tell me what pics you like best
you can post comments to this post or email me
Thanks!!!!!!!
Let's change the world
I miss your words
I miss your poetry
write something for me Mr.
I want to call you sweet heart or baby
or something like that that seems to mean nothing
or the wrong thing
but you know what I mean.
Sometimes I feel like you're my only friend
you're the only one who ever understood
who could undertand
You're the one who never stops dreaming
who can't compromise.
I still want to change the world
Do you believe that?
what about you?
I don't know what I believe in anymore
I don't know what to fight for when everything seems to be at stake
are we loosing?
the world seems to be making less sense everyday
it needs me
it needs you
I want to change the world
How about you?
I miss your poetry
write something for me Mr.
I want to call you sweet heart or baby
or something like that that seems to mean nothing
or the wrong thing
but you know what I mean.
Sometimes I feel like you're my only friend
you're the only one who ever understood
who could undertand
You're the one who never stops dreaming
who can't compromise.
I still want to change the world
Do you believe that?
what about you?
I don't know what I believe in anymore
I don't know what to fight for when everything seems to be at stake
are we loosing?
the world seems to be making less sense everyday
it needs me
it needs you
I want to change the world
How about you?
