Justin Bryce

WE CAN HAVE A DIFFERENCE OF OPINION, WE CAN DISAGREE TOGETHER ABOUT WHAT WE BELIEVE BUT AT THE END OF THE ARGUMENT IF WE CANNOT LOVE EACH OTHER REGARDLESS THEN ALL THAT WE ARGUE ABOUT IS IN VEIN.. hopefully my music will touch somebody, some where? VANITY IS A TEMPORARY BORE, THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS KING OF THE MOUNTAIN, THE MIRROR BREAKS, THE MOUNTAIN FALLS...ABOUT MY MUSIC Bob Dylan on the best of drugs... uppers, downers, and everthing not in between?Clinging together like sticks and stones We dance like hearts collecting bones Like an hourglass tipping over we see Into the twinkle of us, and you, and meLike watching the world through swallowing tides And the meaningful umbrella of every bruise A flowing river of stitches pouring down from the sky And the sun pokes out like yellow cluesAs we crack into meaning and petals that rumble In search of the nectars that glow Like veins that always shine and tumble Pyramids of waves within the skin we sowAs we kiss hello and say I love you Time capsules of flowers like wax fill the air Like never ending moving lips of flight brand new Collapsing into the ashes of yearning light we shareStitching up the bleeding smiles we miss As we rip them apart and begin to sigh Every moment like a pulsating candle of this As we crack into meaning and smile and climbClinging together like stones and sticks Like an hourglass tipping over we see Like destiny, like fate, an always breathing wick Into the eyes of us, and you, and me...