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“I breathe in the dusty night air and and even so I feel alive tonight…. The clouds in the far away plains… that wrestle from the mountain tops say my name with a sigh of thunder after they wave with their lit up fingers…. getting wrapped up in a windy embrace I ask the last of the fleeing stars…. Hows the view for you?”

“You like to close your eyes to a song that starts off slow…you feel the sounds ring and imagine the most interesting things…. light as a feather you sway with the noise each insturment begins to make….. and as you show your smile you sit up and hit repeat”

July/14/2009

“as you drive home with the radio turned low… rewinding through your mind a recollection of hours before…. you roll down your window and let the the wind blow away the thoughts and mistakes… its such a beautfiul night and it loves you…”

“As the days seem to be shorter and the years seem to fall fast.. ancient memories begin to fade to black…so its good to sing an old song I remember from the past… and when the words are let go from my lips ill say (Your still my coffecup in the morning… when i wake up)”

July/9/2009

“The piano keys speak softly to help oscillate the night air that seems frozen in its place…. while the walls are watching these fingers fall like feathers slowly down your face… and as this up close confrontation starts to end… we wonder if we been breathing…”

?/?2009

“Slow down so we can get lost in the emotion of the moment…..”

“as the water drips from the silent sink,
the air rearranges by the energy it creates,
and when the last bubble decides to go,
our eyes are still holding on to those precious seconds.”

“walking along these cool waters with the city sidewalks leading me like a train on tracks.. i look back at the awe army of bright lights…and when all the sounds and distractions of a wandering mind are gone… my wide eyes are the mirror to a starlit sky… i get lost in the little things”

July/7/2009

“I walk along cracked and uneven sidewalks… so when I finally come across perfection I wont miss the chance to recognise it.”

“Do you feel the slight notion of a static commotion….that electric touch that jumps when your skin becomes a passer-by of mine… or are you just simply dragging your feet?”

July/6/2009

“As the sunlight begins to slip away.. its replaced with the cool night air… with my hands in my pockets and with a smile on my face I say… until next time… until next time my friend”

?/?/2009

“As the metal vibrations echo out in all directions… i feel these few words begin to leave a small impression…. and when its all over… its good to know i brought these dead insturments to life….”