Morocco Through a Guitar |
Posted by on Thu, 18 Feb 2010 05:55:00 GMT |
More Beautiful |
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Appreciation of the
imitated,
If you say it, then say
it to my face;
In the way of a woman
frustrated,
You could stay a while,
but I just don't have the space.
You m...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Aug 2009 13:25:00 GMT |
If I Could Rule the World |
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I could rule the world,
If
only for a day,
I'd
spend it with an elephant, so I'd rem...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Aug 2009 12:42:00 GMT |
The Man Who Wasn't There |
I dont want to be your reason.Ill be the man who wasnt there.A man who drowns in hand-me downs,Used goods, I just dont care.Stand in the doorway,Stand in the way, I just wont go,You can stay in y...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Mar 2009 04:49:00 GMT |
The Girl with the Galaxy |
She wrote it in a letter.She told me she would cry.Ill tell you good gets better,But only if you try.And I want toStand in the way of falling thoughts,Lie on a distant shore,Feel the sun in silent ai...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Feb 2009 12:57:00 GMT |
The Journey of the Pink Balloon |
The route is full,And the path is in bloom,The sound still comes through, linking room to room.Read a book,We'll be there soon,Journey to the holes in our pink ballon.Wasted journey,The space is trapp...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 01:30:00 GMT |
Angels Eyes |
Robots on a desert plane,They're laughing as they walk.Children holding hands in step,And singing as they talk.Start again they cried,And all agreed they would.Start again they cried,And side by side ...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 01:02:00 GMT |
Soldier with Control |
I'm handing it over.I'm done with this patrol.We could chase down cobbled streets,But I'm giving away control.First to the battle,But last to hear the call.We could throw these words away,And run unti...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:36:00 GMT |
Building Blocks |
Hold me down, I think I've found the piece that fits,I think I've finally found the energy, I've even seen the consequence.A pattern, there's a sequence, a frequency you smile,And laugh in lightly mov...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:35:00 GMT |
Puddles |
Well hello if it hurts,The air is thick with rain,And you're jumping over puddles,Filling slowly with the pain.This old world won't be so bad, so hello.Well here's to you for hanging in,With the coura...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Jan 2009 00:32:00 GMT |
