Next Steps For Me
i’m trying to educate myself by going to the root and source of everything my music and poetry are thus far the ramblings and expressions of a confused madman perhaps there is great truth amongst it but it is so…
Web Log 2007-2025
Web Log 2007-2025
i’m trying to educate myself by going to the root and source of everything my music and poetry are thus far the ramblings and expressions of a confused madman perhaps there is great truth amongst it but it is so…
look at my window at the falling snowplay my guitar and I begin to knowguess I have my own way of finding happinesssometimes I feel greatsometimes I am a messI
if it's not who you areand it's who you're notthen you're just a cure for the pain called lovewe shouldn't need a mapto find our waywhen we're truly lostwe will
i was born in a little townnobody ever heard offound myself in canadawhen i was just 6 six years old guess you could say i'm an american soulbut my blood is sca
if you want from me what i cannot giveyou want a life i cannot liveyou wanna live in momentsthat you never gonna find and i doubt it anywaythat you want someone
we look for lovebut we don't let ourselves be lovedwe look abovebut we don't see nothing but the bad stuff we want lovebut we're not ready to be lovedwe look ab
locked insidethe dark cold cabinof my mindwhere birds don't singwhere city noises hidebehind silenceit's warm insidethe cozy cabinof my dreamsa place where i ca
1:53 in the morningmy place is a fucking messempty bottles lie scatteredher smell is in my headthese monday morningsmy painful gloriesi now
are we victims of our own betrayals?or are we merely standing targets waiting to be gunned downi never trusted in truths that were spoon fed to menor did i take
(tuning: DADGBD)