Sunday, February 27, 2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Postcards from Tiny Islands

Many nights
Dwindle by
Midnight moons on the rise
My heavy head’s going light
So I’ll go home and sleep tonight

I’m walking tonight
About as far as I can go
I listen to the last song
By the windows

Here’s to you and the stars above
The half moon and your pretty eyes
And here’s to you and the setting sun
The bar men and their sorry songs

I’ll be drunk before too long
And I’ll keep up in case I can talk
This really don’t say it all
There’s too much to enclose
These postcards from tiny islands
Mean more than you know

So here’s to you and the ground below
The grass bar and the empty sky
I’m walking tonight
About as far as I can go
The marble was stolen
The midnight moon halos
This really don’t say it all
It’s too much to enclose
Life is so easy now
Everything is working out
Highways are flying by

-The Walkmen
"Knowing is not enough; we must apply.
Willing is not enough; we must do.”
—Goethe

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

"Real love never ends, relationships do. Everyone I have ever loved, I still love, and I always will."

-Ebay Jamil

Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy V Day


It's hard to say the right words without practice, I said & she whispered in my ear, Say them as many times as you like & we practiced late into the night.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Plans.

I don't know how long I can do this, he said. I think the universe has different plans for me & we sat there in silence & I thought to myself that this is the thing we all come to & this is the thing we all fight & if we are lucky enough to lose, our lives become beautiful with mystery again & I sat there silent because that is not something that can be said.

Learned 2 new songs on banjo....