Friday, June 26, 2009

Pieces






Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place

And we ignored our others, happy plans
For that delicate look upon your face

Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows what we have done

Do you come
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?

Well you held me like a lover
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place

And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace

Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space for the light-hearted
In the boom that beats our drum

Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive without me?
If so, be free
If not, leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies
For we are in love

Do you come
Together ever with him?
Is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?

What about me?

Monday, June 22, 2009

The Tool

Architectural





Filip








The authoress









She said life's a lot to think about sometimes

When you're living in between the lines

And all the stars they sparkle and shine everyday 

He said life's so hard to move in sometimes
When it feels like I'm towin' the line
And no one even cares to ask me why I feel this way 

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That's the same road, the same road that I am on 

He said life's a lot to think about sometimes
When you keep it all between the lines
Of everything I want and I want to find, one of these days 

What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong
Now you just keep drivin' tryin' to find out where you belong 

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That's the same road, that same road that I am on 

What you thought was real in life somehow steered you wrong
Now you just keep drivin' tryin' to find out where you belong 

I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone
That's the same road, that same road that I am on

Nature











Saturday, June 20, 2009