BorrowedSorrow, my old neighbor Who lives in the house west of mine,Borrowed
Has come to borrow kitchenwares, as she is apt to do.
Long time no see, my univited friend, I know that nothing gold can stay.
Sadness is her son, Who sweeps leaves from her doorstep.
And eyes me from her driveway, Knowing still that I am not for him.
And Sorrow leaves my home, With a muffin pan and a promise to return.
Bless My SoulThere’s nothing like what’s past what’s past. It’s something I can’t barely see. But when it calls, it calls so strong It’ll eat a hole right through me.Bless My Soul
And where it goes this road, that road, These roads running in between, Criss-Cross Christ and heaven and hell What’s up and underneath?
Well bless my soul, well bless my soul This kind of life can take its toll. And what’s around the river bend Never comes. Or did it?
Black BowlThis time I’m more careful, As I warm them to their syrupy sweetness. Not to over cook them, as this time there are less. They are in a smaller bowl, a black bowl. I’m certain it was stolen, not by me, but my mother. A salsa bowl maybe, from some small restaurant. Or Across the Border. But there isn’t any room for sunlight through it’s black walls And I’m older now, I chase them with red wine.Black Bowl
And oh, where there isn’t room
For light in a bowl of sweet There is, in a glass of sour. But this light isn’t creamy warm like a dream. &
PortraitI’ll tell you now,Portrait
What it is that makes
My breath fly away Like a butterfly takes To a cloudless sky day.
From the Top: His hair is messy and long With leftover dye
from a joke come to song that made me sigh.
And it made me sigh At a compromising time When I had a lover signed And over whom I did pine But in the meantime When it came to chatter I did prefer this one better. And I can hold in my hand A timeline from then Because from hither to thither Is where the bleach ends.
And I will describe
ProphecyI said goodbye to the morning sun And ran away from everyone That ever made my name Seem like a song And that was everyone Everyone I’d knownProphecy
They say a lesson lived
Is a lesson learned But I paid my dues
And I watched them burn They went down in flames Like a good man’s name The day the rich man dies Is when he exclaims
Chariot Come on and pick me up And take me away from this city of dust Angels carry me River wash me clean Break these chains and set me free
If a prophecy is written in stone Th
Transition
Wowie
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"cactuses everywhere, yo!"
K
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The path unforged is where creativity explodes.
so i thought i would give them some company
i love youuu!!!!
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And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.
~The Shins
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The path unforged is where creativity explodes.
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