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I'm not here to make sense
I'm here to make you feel something
I do not edit these at all. I just type out what I wrote down, which also wasnt edited. This blog is not me showing you (who are you, anyway?) stuff I consider perfectly formed or whatever, its just raw material. I tend to use these later on to make more fully formed things (songs, for example), but this is me sharing my first impression, sketches, and feelings with anyone and everyone.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Song for x
Song for x
I was walking by the central baptist church the other day
When I remembered how it went
When we last spoke
I was walking by the central baptist church the other day
When I remembered how it went
When we last spoke
So here's to you
Invading my mind
A friend, a lover
These concepts collide
Some people change, some stay the same
I'm a tornado raging in place
And that damn snow is a canvas
For everything ive ever loved
I've spent the years explaining
To myself that it can't be done
Now that im here I know I was wrong
And doesnt it feel nice to prove yourself wrong
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