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Monday, 30 November 2009

  • Faceless Somebody


    Fair is fair
    Pull the blue thread and watch me unravel
    I was knit with care
    And I'll be pulled apart raw
    We fished stars out of the black sea
    Melted them in our mouths and carried gravity on our tongues

    Heavy words to carry said verse

    My feet are lethargic tied up with slow fabric
    I bought with the last coin that I had
    Pure intentions course through veins twenty years used
    Still worth their weight in gold
    They'll be sold to the highest bidder
    Whether they stay or splinter

    White is white
    Break the wood holding up this world
    Built for One lonely
    Who said holy couldn't want
    We want colors our eyes can't see
    Twist them in our heads and throw them dripping on our beds

    A beautiful mess we can't undress

    For my eyes to tremble so well
    What a way
    What a sage
    I'll blend in with the rest
    Invisibility at it's best


Saturday, 28 November 2009

  • Without the Nicotine


    I was never the best at feeling things out
    You heard whispers in the raindrops
    I talk like men who hung on seasons
    You knew exactly what I was not
    A boy who lived things to the letter
    And never read them wrong
    Thanks to years of wasting my time

    The wind tastes like maple this time of year
    Everybody smokes unseen cigarettes with less worry
    We're all wrapped up in avarice and cotton
    I'm waiting for God's taxi to come and take me
    Anywhere for 1.25 a mile

    I can't sleep until you slip
    You sigh everytime I sing
    I pretend like I like your friends
    You knew that I was lying
    Spitting out what you wanted to hear
    Because your heart was fragile
    Whether you told me so or not

    God help me I don't know what to make of this
    God shake me I can't begin to wake up
    My tongue is numb and I'm dying to speak
    I feel I've got something important to say

Thursday, 19 November 2009

  • Squinting Does Wonders


    If I were dying I'd tell you the truth
    My tongue wouldn't be tied to my bed post

    My inflection would mirror my eyes

    And you'd be speechless, you'd be sleepless
    I feel helpless
    Distress does not a body clothe
    And I'm cold

    Fast forward a year
    And your body has turned me into a monster
    This skin is too tight
    Like a bad neck tie
    I am sore and weary
    And your memory has turned me to my father
    This shadow is too loose
    Like homeless shoes, falling off my feet

    If I were lying I'd be of no use
    Like a piano with no strings, I'd be quiet

    My muscles would tighten in my skin

    I pray you'll be relentless, that you'd be forgiveness
    I see children
    Blindness can be two sides of this coin
    Such loud noise

    And we doubt ourselves
    See fault in ourselves
    We sleep in our cells
    Collect dust on our shelves

    I can see something through the dust and it's beautiful, yeah, it's beautiful



Tuesday, 17 November 2009

  • Is it Empy Streets or Empy Me?


    Winter is coming fast and it's the way we like it
    And the scenery blurs

                   The scenery blurs outside
    Our windows thick with fog

    Hot breath against the window makes a cloud on the glass
    You're crazy if you even have to ask

    I've got a dream I wish I could put on repeat
    It's got my tongue so numb and my thoughts in knots
    I'm not sure what to do with you still I'll try to speak
    As soft as you'd like me to

    Simple things always last longer than we want
    And my ambition stirs

                  My ambition stirs my insides
    It's a hot mess with a cold sweat

    Bread hearts eaten from our chests by those we loved
    I know you want to ask "how come?"

    You won't see me coming
    No you won't see me



Monday, 09 November 2009

  • Hiding Places


    Come here with me
    A blacktop where we grew up
    Ivory towers where we knew love
    You knew these kinds of things were cliche

    Two more seconds and you'll fall in

    I've got this thing for you
    Where do we go from here?
    My choice would be out of our minds
    It's the one place no one
    Can pull a curtain over our day
    Sunshine always

    Stay high and see
    This city our hearts won't forget
    Autumn trees that turn blood red
    It's alright to think of somewhere else

    We're coming back here I swear

    I've got this thing for you
    Where do we go from here?
    I think we should just stay right here
    In the one place no one
    Will ever, ever find us
    Starlight hides us

    Two more seconds and you'll fall in
    We're coming back here I swear
    God only knows us before we sleep



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