Monday, November 12, 2012

221

To the desert I follow him
Bleeding heart in my hand
Cant let anyone know
Im bad for my man
Because he isnt really mine
And I dont care if it makes you all mad
If our being together drives you to the brink
Of insanity
Because maybe youll relate to me
Waiting two years or three
To finally be somebody
Cause if the stars align
And he belongs to me
Then ill finally know
How its tastes to be free
With his lips on my mouth
Searching for freedom in the clouds
Or just laying in a field with the
Water in the background
Birds in the sky,
one with bugs on the ground
And his eyes locked with mine
As I promise to stay the night

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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

1159

There's people breaking hearts
Across the empire state
Mothers trying to convince 
Daughters they're safe
Fathers helping sons
Plan their first dates
The wind creeping through
The shutters today 

With the cigarette smoke
I float to the left
Didn't want to say I knew
That I know me best
Til I put it to the test
But it's all apparent now
Searching for freedom 
Pound by pound 

I guess its good cause I can travel around
Going town to town making new sounds 
Listen to the stars
Watch the moon from the ground 
I don't know to what it amounts
But if freedom is all that counts 
Then I'm drowning in the clouds
Higher than the whole city

So if it's you and me 
That you really dont need
And if you love something
You should make it happy
Then there's nothing left
To do but for me to just leave 
Through the door Im going out 

Even though I know some day
That I'll prove you wrong 
The bird is in the cage
But she's singing a song 
I knew it all along 
My wings are all I need 
Only I can make me happy

1158

Do you want to lay with me
So we can watch the storm
Unfold as the skies destroy 
The ground with the lights 
Bouncing, purple off the windows 
While the lyricist blasts his
Constant philosophy in my ears
Crying about some road where 
His lost lover lived and they
At some point kissed at a 
Moment just like this 
Legs soaking, but wrapping Together as lips press and
Maybe she was crying or 
That was just the clouds
Watching something so 
Instinctually beautiful as
A mouth on a mouth 
Three lights bouncing
In the distance like 
Lonely sailors on the sea 
Watching stars with loved
Wives waiting 
And there's a kid here who 
Tells me about the universe
The government, and the power of symmetry, like an artist with 
A brush he paints galaxies in front of me, from almost nothing
And here I am thinking on a level
Wider than names and faces 
Beyond continents and places 
This beat is the very essence of
My being, like rhythm
Pouring from heaven
If there were to be such a thing
I suppose I would find it here
Or in cassadega
Where they all went too 
While that tree in the distance 
Gets further still 
"I can travel now you know"
She said as if picking
A thorn from her shoe 
Flicked her cigarette,
Spit and walked away
Let that burning ember 
In the grass stay
Because if one of us has to go
Say good bye to me today

Thursday, July 5, 2012

1205

I dont have emotions
Emotions are for
Shit artists
Who paint lines with razor blades on mirrors
Emotions are for women who feel
The weight of the world in their hearts
But have nothing in their heads
Irrational, fleeting, love is nothing but beating
Your own soul down
We come in alone and sobbing
We leave solitarily weeping
Lost lands, lips, hands, hips and words
I wont waste on you
When I breathe my last breath
Let the emptiness linger like dew
Because Im already dead
When it comes to you

Thursday, May 10, 2012

My Roommate On Break Ups

"Matt I swear to god, if you friendship break up with Desiree right now, I will pin you down with my legs, and force the bong water down your throat. The anger flowing in my blood will give me the strength of one thousand men."

Saturday, May 5, 2012

4099

Remember when you used to
Love me like rain on a day
That you wanted to go out
Pouring from the sky
So you never leave the house
You used to love me like
Ink pours from a pen
Like lines flow from my head
You used to love me like
Fog on glass, when finger prints
Make hearts, what will you do
When you see the hearts I've
Left imprinted on your car
When you hear the songs I
Wrote just to get you along
When I reach over in the
Middle of the night and
Grab nothing but air
Thats when I know you'll
Want me there
I miss you
Of course
If I didn't that'd be stupid
I'll survive
Of course
I'm not what you make of me
I'm not this weakness
You think I might be
So go ahead
Give up
Just leave
When 2 am hits
And you still cant sleep
Roll over in bed
Reach for me