Butterfly girl from the lot
Across from the gas line of god
The tears run down
Drifts melting an alleycats frown
A flock of tremblin's fall before dark
I walk around myself again
Just to park some words from thought
Dear rosette rooster
Do you just wake to walk
This sardonic attitude needs to stop
Dear rosette rooster
Place a sanctum clock
and say its not my falt
Dear rosette rooster
your punnet cant steal my pulse
Wanted something marvelous
but feeling quite absurd
What do you do when everyones gone
Hide in a orchard
embracing your fear as fraud
Or do you talk into a closet
Just to mutter an unheard song
Dear rosette ro
Two non-conformists,
face down in the sand
Jello belly carcus,
freedom at hand
You can read it on the streets boy,
I wont be your little freak toy
No one wants a crybaby
if he cant speak french
Shiver grim
Feed them salt
Laugh it off
Before we fall
Barely fallen, loudest
temper in stance
Do you have a tempest,
or a thought that can stand
Shiver grim
Feed them salt
Laugh it off
Before we fall
One non-conformist,
face down in the sand
Jello belly carcus,
freedom at hand
Shiver grim
Feed them salt
Laugh it off
Before I fall...
The tall wood runs from brown to grey
Still watching the rain, it runs when it should flow
If It was kept it in a jar would it wait in ail while I slept
Depth of it seems to lie on pages adapt and grabbed in riff
They're names run from center to stem
Admit the mere isnt froh
Adamently-perculating, still she rocks in her chair
Non-pardoning laughs season for change
The campus here is pleasant
Razor-line towards wilderness
Farthest bloom on a swaying tree
Cigarette-stained nightshirt fisty flea
Heart patrol to reason
Cut off my arm to see Jesus
Always dive down standing
Neverless mute pain lagging
Their tongues wagging
Stronger grinning hissing stairs
Tickling clock speaks leaving meaning alarm
Blurred snowy lopsided dawn
Falling hard motor dumb
Rusty lilac souless fun
Blooming arching vacancy
I can't write for your own sake
Light my wick and play
Play in a vacant face
In a place in a land in a world far away
Night is over 30 years long and there rarely is day
Its cold and dark and the skies rain tar
And despite how long you may walk
You'll never get far
The winds from the sea carry ice and stones
The schoolyards are covered in blood and glass bones
And short black trees that never have leaves
Give off flowers which all spread disease
The roads are cracked and the sidewalks aren't there
The citizens in this land couldn't love nor care
The houses are old and they all look the same
They're tall stone buildings with cracks from the rain
It is a cold world, its hard and unfair
But everyone seem
What the hell is wrong with me?!.. Im a fuckin idiot. People are mean, really really mean. They really are. I want the hooka. To hell with this internet bullshit. Happy now?
I got a new job as Sales Superviser at a jewlery store. I started about a month ago. Im full time there so now I dont have to worry about not havin medical benifits. Im gonna be making about two thousand a month, and thats training pay. :D Now I can buy a car and finally move out soon.. The other night I got up on stage and played a couple songs at a club. Afterwards I got asked to play some gigs and was approached by a producer who wants to work with me.. I dont know if I'm gonna do either. Things have been changing fast. I'm not feeling very confident. I'm scared.