My Song of The Day

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Portugal. The Man - Sleep Forever

As I finally meet my end
I won't be scared, I won't defend
The things I've done
I don't need him like you do
I don't fear him like you do

As the world revolves the sun
I hope the light that I become can
Sleep for once
I will leave it like you do
I won't lead it like you do
I won't leave it like they do
I don't need him like they do

I just want to sleep forever
Never see tomorrow
Or lead or follow
I don't want to work forever
Know what I know
Or beg or borrow

Just like our mothers
Who gave us our homes
We'll be just like our fathers
And go out on their own
'Cause we are the colors
Of all that you see
We'll be just like our brothers
And take to the streets
Take to the streets

I just want to sleep forever
Never see tomorrow
Lead or follow

As my world it hides behind
The words only your wars define
They read a lot like news
But I fear it more than you
I fear it more than you

I just want to sleep forever
Never see tomorrow
Or lead or follow
I don't want to work forever
Know what I know
Or beg or borrow

Just like old lovers
Who never leave home
We'll forget the city
And forget the roads
'Cause we are all rebels
Never do what we're told
We may not grow money
But man we grow old
Man we grow old

I just want to sleep forever
Never see tomorrow
Or lead or follow
I don't want to work forever
Know what I know
Or beg or borrow

Just like our mothers
Who gave us our homes
We'll be just like our fathers
And go out on our own
'Cause we are the colors
In all that you see
We'll be just like our brothers
And take to the streets

'Cause we are all children
Yeah, we are all man
It may not be much
But we do what we can
Don't need no preacher
To make us believe
That everything's perfectly
Fucked up like me

 

This Morning's Head Thought Now Complete

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new poem, new thought, for new (second) book.

 

where do you think you're going? 

i really don't know

i kind of make up as I go

insanity or enlightenment or maybe something more

just go with it; get lost in it

it doesn't matter what it's called

i just want a place to call my home

one day i'll die to the tide

i've seen it in my dreams at night

but now ain't the time

it's alright to be a little hesitant  

most creatures are

but it's not until you let go

you find out who you really are

Where Are You Going?

Writing first words in over a week. I'm pretty sure I'll write until this ink pen is dry. So many words and thoughts and such. I'll hopefully have a full thought to share tonight.

Should be getting a pa today. Time to yell to some heavy rock n' roll.