Friday, May 27, 2011

wild eyed walker

a large part of me still wants to devote my life and time to being a photographer, and i would make things like this:


I know someday the smoke will all burn off
All these voices I'll someday have turned off
I will see you someday when I've woken
I'll be so happy just to have spoken
I'll have so much to tell you about it

I will wake one day, don't delay me

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

"Or bow down and be grateful and say "sure, take all that you see"
To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me
"
Oh meet me when the morning fails on the fields of desire
Oh meet me when I lost my part in the choir of dusk




But will we ever confess what we've done?
Guess we're still kids on the run.