clouds |
all your clothes are permanently wrinkledand you sleep in a different bed every nightall these clouds are drifting by youand the days are passing outta sighteveryone you know misses youyou're here but...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 10:15:00 GMT |
just like starting over |
he sighs as he types this, sitting on a couch that doubles as his bed in a room on a street called hope.after all, he thinks to himself, the end is only the beginning. "Stuck inside these four walls, ...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 09:45:00 GMT |
after the storm |
we must repair the damage donecuz time won't do it for uspick up all the pieces sonyour race isn't run(more music coming ASAP. setting up my practice space in Brian and Ivan's apartment now, get...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 16:41:00 GMT |
no more musc for awhile (moving) |
that lonsome train rumbles past my windowpeople goin from A to Band i'm sittin here just killin timeor is it killin memy landlord wants me outchanged the locks on all my doorsshe took all of my things...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 07:34:00 GMT |
