What fills the magic in the meantime?

I know it’s hard without a vice,
You need to find a new solution,
Adaptation or retribution,
If you truly do believe in something,
Somehow it all works out.

I thought of all the things I'd like to say
Cramped up and couldn't write a word all day
I just waited for my world to fall apart
That's why I'll never finish anything I start

I'm completely bored
With every single word
And nothing ever works
And this juvenile search
Is systematically revealing to me
That I need a new approach

So sick of all the things I'm trying to say
Cramped up and couldn't write a word all day
I just waited for my world to fall apart
That's why I'll never finish anything I...


I hate growing up. I had greasy pizza for lunch yesterday. It then tortured me for the rest of the day. A few years ago I could eat shit for a week straight and I wouldn't feel any different then when I started. Not anymore. If this is what I'm like at 25, I can't even imagine how I'm going to have to eat at 50.


Currently Listening to
Even If It Kills Me
by Motion City Soundtrack

At night the stars cry.

I gaze upon a lake of backyard.
And under these overpasses a towering mountain does lie.
But don't cross the river, not over there.
There will be a mystery revealed that we're meant to share.
So if I am to seek this place y'all can see
Whose Chariot to follow so I can be free?

My thoughts on the presidential election as expressed by someone else on a random message board:

None of it is important. President is the most overrated position in the world. A trained monkey would do no better and no worse. In fact, I'd vote for a trained monkey over any human.

I can't really say it any better.



Currently listening to
In Between Now and Then
by O.A.R.

Clear as a bell are the short breaths

That you take when you're distracted.
Same as the way that you roll your eyes
When I've asked too many stupid questions.

My faith in zeroes and ones to host our romance,
Rests on hope you gave that I've some claim to your heart.

I wouldn't mind but you are my only hope.
I wouldn't mind but you are my only hope.


I've decided to use my blog more. Not so much for other people to read, but for me to have yet one more way to return to a specific point in time and try and figure out what was going through my head. (That makes sense to me althoug I don't know if it really says what I mean for it to say)

Anyways . . .

Right now I am frustrated by my inability to act. It seems my confidence is not up where it should be.



Currently listening to
The Only Reason I Feel Secure
by Pedro the Lion

Song of the Week #18

Finally an update! My apartment is by no means unpacked, but I do have the basic recording equipment set up, so here is the first new song. I have a few others that will be posted in the next couple of days. I have quite a bit to make up.

This Fight

Your revolutions over
go on and wave your white flag
No point in bearing arms now
No sense in your fists clenching

I fought this fight for too long
and I fought this fight for too long

This argument is over
There is no right no wrong now
We are both losing in the end
We all are losing in the end

Get away get away get away if you know

I fought this fight
this fight for too long
I fought this fight
this fight for too long
So get away, get away,
get away if you know what is good for you
I fought this fight
this fight for too long

Random Update (Long Overdue)

You may have noticed that I haven't posted a song in quite a while. Between Wyoming, Camping, and moving, I have had absolutely no time to record and post songs. Not to mention the fact that I didn't have internet for a majority of that time, and now that I do have internet, I still don't have my recording "studio" set up. So it will still be a bit before the songs get back on track. With that in mind, I have been writing, and I still plan on 52 this year, so Song of the Week will be Songs for a while here.

Song of the Week #17

I've got nothing. I'm not looking forward to being 25, but everyone already knows that.

Blocked

In a moment of weakness I forget how to think
not that I'm not trying, just there isn't a thing.

Song of the Week #16

This song is in F#. When you don't play guitar all that often, just randomly playing in F# for a whole day really does a number on your fingers.

Get It Right (This Time)

Singing on this couch alone
Guess there's no one listening
And this time I call my own
Convenient Definition
The TVs on
It just fills the space
Don't pay attention
It can't say the right things

I saw a life lived all alone
Don't need explanations
Doesn't really need a home
When there's nothing waiting
Sure the space is filled
With some forgettable things
You'd give it all away
For a little meaning

And we try to get it right this time.