Sunday, July 20, 2008

"Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable."

Oh my God, Mr. Lewis, I believe my heart is broken
But in no way does this change the fact
Of who I am, and who God is
In fact, it solidifies it

(12.21.2.14:08)

it all comes down with you back in town
it all degrades to this anyways

four long years, it's not that bad
the moments we made, the time that we had
but truth be told even with the pain
if given the chance, i'd do it again

hold your head up high and be on your way
i was by your side until judgment day

four long years, i gave it my best
my self to the side, ignored all the rest
but truth be told even with the pain
if given the chance, i'd do it again

so try to say what's on your mind today
your heart is calm as you crawl your way out

(12.21.2.14:04)

your hands are cold
your eyes are soft
its not like you can sleep this off
and it's not like any of this would work

so i'll resign
i'll take the bait
it's not like you would even wait
and really now has it ever been so hard

four long years is an awful time to wait
and distance can only be so kind

i picked you up
i drove you home
it's not like you're the only one
you're just not like anyone so far

but time is short
that's it, I guess
i just don't want this to be meaningless
and really now would it really be that bad

four long years is an awful time to wait
and distance can only be so kind

what if i told you
what if i did
what if i poured my heart out
and let you in
what if i loved you
what if we did
what if now is all we have

all my life i've wanted something more to long for
i think this could be my chance
all the heat and hunger this old world could offer
it seems fine but it wont last


so try to say what's on your mind today
your eyes are calm and i must be a fool for leaving

Monday, July 7, 2008

Always Count The Cost

is this what it's like
why you stand so tall
so quiet in the shadows
family on your shoulders

i could save all day
my silver and my gold
you've always had my best
i only talk on holidays

i could save all day
for the rain, and miss the sunny days

is this what it's like
never falling or living
the blue goes on forever
it hits me in the mornings

we never miss a beat
because we live in all of them
but they never live in us

i could save all day
for the rain, and miss the sunny days

can you fly? do you know how?
how much longer will you be here?