sitting at my spot with a thought in my head
running circles knocking over memories for the thoughts to make ways
understand my last breath will be tomorrow
in the morning my body will lay there
it will be surreal it won't be summer it won't be winter
and i won't be with you
look at me with my eyes wide open
because eventually you'll see me blink
mmmmMmmmMmmmm now if you gave me a chance
to write this down i swear i would believe in every thing
you ever said or spoke of now soak the rays because
they are the time that you long for there is no combination of emotions
that will ever really sum up what it was i wanted to say last august as
we laid there together hand in hand looking at the night sky
as the stars they shined and i reached over and you held my hand and
cuddled close told me about how you followed the stars in your dreams
the illusion of thought is for more or so the luck of those
who really never sought it out but for the most part
just stumbled upon it and didn't think twice
and tore apart the dreams that gave them fear and fright
give me a chance will you please and you will see a walk on the beach
because there are some things i have to do mainly for you and not for me
because to be honest your the only reason i ever gave a chance to love
see i said it it was funny how those four words floated out of my mouth into your ear but the suggestion was your only pre-printed feeling
there is not a time nor is there a card that could tell you
i use to have you because i was in control and like that car wreck
i was trapped inside with no doors as the fire approached
and i was engulfed in what they called a travesty
but the translation from french to english was more than your blue eyes
because i really came up with a sense of what i couldn't feel before
with you you gave me a sixth and seventh sense to feel the things i could never forget
and all these moments just might find a way to a song later on and for right now
the longest inscription in my song book was about you but it was written on a summer afternoon
when you were of doing your make up because you never needed it you had real elegance real beauty but you had to cover it up to appeal to my senses and half the time i thought with my eyes and not my heart and mouth
all the things i could have said . as i bleed the emotion all over this song
shaking my head slowly but in a subtle manner a smile grows with out a ounce of chatter from it
but thats my mouth and it's in conflict with everything because it always speaks before it and my brain agrees. so i suggested a fight between the two a compromise but the promise would more or so leave the whole event porus because poor us we are so malnurished because we chose love over everything else
it surpassed every mid-day drift off where i could create a scene and influence the dreams i am some where between genius and you .
yea so i was better when i was with out her but now i look at the plam of my hand
i could retrace your steps as your palm slide into mine and you looked me in the eye and said a few words before i let you go it was more than i could handle . so i made the choice but that choice was not influenced by anything i took that night
because i let it rellly get the best of me it took its hold and shook me around inside i felt empty while i looked out of my eyes like bi-focals and thats the way things go you can't trust love because it will knock you down so hard you'll be winded and look for a reason but the only answer it will give you is nothing because it is really nothing at all .
i'd love to say that i'm done but i'm not becuase its just the start of the night . its 45 minutes til a new day and a few hours later the sun will make a peek over the lake and come and tap me on the shoulder because i have visions of cities over run by those who they ousted but thats just me lets see how many times can i contemplate the society that formed me for the judgement becuase it wanted me to be o so prepared i'm on my side as i write this listening to jack johnson one eye is closed in my armani glasses but i wake up because my eyes water when i think abhout it all and how far i have really come and i wish i really wish we all could get along but thats to much to ask
i've learned that the hard way .. check out the stars out there the minnesota weather proves that rain is better when never takes its last dance around a old man dying in a bed becuase he wasted his life
hopeing on tomorrow but with ou me i'm the grim reaper go figure the stature of the real love is just a jumbled amount of words thrown together because i wish i wsh i wish we were together but at the same time i don't

there is no warning to the events of today or tomorrow because tomorrow was shaped by today but today is the past so how can we say that today had any affect of yesterday but thats just you and what you say the dismay and real things are going to bring it all to the front
of those who really are looking
south america here we come over and over til the night falls through
and litters the ground when God turns into a janitor and picks up toilet paper an d flushes toilets . walking around a school for 40 years humming a song that use to be considered obscene but he always loved the melody
o now jesus can take over wait if he was around today he'd be considered crazy proclaiming and all. so my talent where does it come from? i don't know this isn't a talent becuase people are going to say fix it up and up your vocab well i like my vocab where it is i like when the average individual can read and understand a small part of what i say so
what do i say to you? get out of your comfort zone and look for something new
because its really what you don't know that decieves you really.

forget love and what it says just do it because it will always end better for you