September
October 2008
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods; There is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not man the less, but Nature mo
Give me a secret bring me a sign give me a reason to walk the fire see another dawn through a daughters eyes you give me a reason to walk the fire
It's just an object, and objects has no meaning.
You don't have to understand 'here' to be 'here'.
There Ain't no reason Things are this way It's how they've always been and its tends to stay I dont know why I say The things that I say But I say them anyway
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit to argue the truth
Trying is one step closer to failure
The most crucial thing I lack is the thing called "tact"
I'm sweeping up the seconds That tick off the clock Save them all for later When I'm too ticked to talk And I need some time To search my mind To locate the words That seem so hard to find
Temporary, because that's the way it has to be
I had no idea where my head was at
Forward motion is harder than it sounds
Who I am hates who I've been
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