our words aren't our deeds. our deeds define us.
 
nevertheless... sometimes you might want to sing along.

 

love was easy

I used to think that love was easy. I used to think it could be true. that every purpose has a reason. my every reason led to you. I didn't know I'd fall this easy. I didn't know when I met you. your every look would serve to tease me. every word destroy my view.

you didn't have to be so heavy. I didn't mean to be so rude. I didn't know what I was doing or what my doing meant to you.

you didn't have to stay so angry. I didn't mean to be so high. what's done is done, all's forgiven. all that's left is just...

done is done, all's forgiven. all that's left is just...

goodbye.

 

forest for the trees

another day, another dollar. working to the bone. past the point of does it matter, leaving "well enough" alone. the sun will rise, the sun will fall. yet still we yearn for something in this simple life.

mindless captivating drivel flashes on the screen. ain't it hard to look away ? distracting us from seeing that the sun will rise, the sun will fall. and isn't that just something in this simple life ?

there's a beauty in the quiet that perishes at dawn. such adventure in the heartbeat. drumming for the moment so the sun can rise. the sun will rise! and we will live to know. what is the simple life ?

 

roller coaster

sometimes I'm right. sometimes I'm wrong. sometimes I fight. sometimes I run. sometimes I get lonely. hunkered down in blue. right around then I get wondering about how it'd be if I was still holding you.

sometimes I'm strong. sometimes I'm weak. sometimes I'm blind. sometimes I see. sometimes I get overwhelmed with all I've gotta do. right around then I get wondering about how it'd be if I was in some other shoes.

sometimes life's hard. sometimes life's rough. sometimes days are empty. other days are just too much. sometimes I get wondering how I'm going to make it through. sometimes I can recognize how great it is to be a wondering fool. a wandering fool. a wondering foo

 

mental chatter

i don't know the reason why. all i ever did was try. all my fears I overcame. still i failed you just the same. i loved too much. I didn't love enough. every day is more the same. technicolor shades of gray dazzle me as I forge on. stark reminders. the color. I have lost. I loved too much (i didn't love enough). I loved too much (I didn't love enough). people talk of their regrets. all the pain that they have left. if my life I'll own my share. take these eyes, this heart, this memory...

(I loved too much. I didn't love enough)

(I knew too much. I didn't know enough)

(I felt too much. I didn't feel enough)

I loved too much. I didn't love enough.

 

life support

hold on. everything still will be alright.

let go. know the pain will wash away with time.

we may only get one try.

but we always have this life.

breath in. trust the sense of your being here.

breath out. reconnect with your atmosphere.

I know you feel alone.

You know I feel alone.

don't you feel alive when you're on your own?

you're not on your own you're not on your own you're not on your own.

reach out. recognize we've all been in this space.

reach in. allow your heart to beat the pain you face.

don't you feel aiive?

don't you feel alive?

don't you feel

alive.

 

Jana's Song

all this potential for all this regret. we've come so damned far, but we're still just beginning. we've raised high the roof beam. we built our walls deep. but flaws in foundations can crack up our seemingly perfect world.

we pledge to each other for richer or poor. to help one another when hard times come bearing down. under the surface we mean what we say. so why do our actions so often betray us our perfect world?

so what if forever's just how long it lasts. we've not reached the end. we still have a chance to remember...

our blessings.

we reap what we sow. we'll make our mistakes but continue to grow towards

a perfect world?

 

man on a wire

a man on a wire steps daintily a quarter mile over the sea of manhattan. as thousands of feet down below in the street, the crowd, points as they gaze up right at him. the great world keeps spinning a song of the living and dying in the span of a thread. the man stands defiant and dances in triumph just beyond the reach of his ken*.

what if he falls? well it's not far to go if he's already found peace.

what is the cost? for to own your own soul you must step past the edge.

a man on a wire lies lazily gazing at clouds as they float on right past him. while thousands of miles far away to the east a boy screams as the shrapnel attacks him. as the great world keeps spinning a song of the living and dying in the span of a breath

there's somewhere a mother who grieves for a child that she's not sure she'll see once again.

what if they fall? it's not far to go if they've already found peace.

what is the cost? for to own your own soul? you must step past the edge.

a man on a wire steps daintily a quarter mile over the sea of manhattan. into the arms of the waiting police, but his spirit just floats on right past them. as the great world keeps spinning, a song of the living and dying escapes from his lips.

"to rise high above you. to soar like a bird is the was is and will be again"

what if we fall?  it's not far to go if we've already found peace.  what is the cost?  for to own your own soul you must step past the edge.

of belief?

believe.

*kin

 

oracle

who are you? who are you? to thine own self be true. to thine own self be true, are you? who are you?

who are we? who are we? believe and be set free. believe and be set free. are we? free to be?

why am I? why am I afraid to even try. afraid to even try. afraid to even try? why am I blind to find?

love.

 

note to self

life is a herky jerky little ramble tamble kind of ramshackle ride on a train. it's insane. strife is those god I can't believe it why's it gotta be there whip-lashing bumps long the way. oh long the way*. but we can still enjoy the ride as long as we can realize it's not about when we arrive. just how we make our way. all we are ourselves is how we see another. how we treat ourselves is how we treat each other.

pain is those did they really mean it way deep down you feel it questioning tests of our strength. oh the pain. but gain comes from working through the feeling. suffering and healing. accepting growth comes from change. there's no shame. we can still enjoy the ride as long as we can realize it's not about when we arrive but how we make our way.

all we are ourselves is how we see another. how we treat ourselves is how we treat each other

all we are ourselves is how we treat another.

how we see ourselves is how we see each other.

* 1. along the way. 2. o'er long the way 3. oh! long the way.

 

my socratic oath

how can i define just what it means to find both of us in this place after years running the race through the tears cried in the face of good bye?

good bye good

bye.

how can I be low? that beauty? no. she won't let me go. singing sweet songs in my ear telling me nothing's to fear never fading in the mirror when i hit the road

the road the

road.

I woke up hard, how did I ever find myself in chains. it broke my heart, we had to split up to make our escape. I nearly faltered but I can feel it getting closer now. closer now.

closer now to being...

how can I define? just what it means to find? just what it means to find...? just what it means...

 

hypothetically speaking

what do you know if you think you know something if all you can know is you really know nothing? what in the world is the space that you contain if all in the world is the space inside your brain?

do we matter at all? (it's your opinion)

is it matter at all? (or of oblivion)

should it matter at all?

(I'm of a mind to say. so...)

what do you do if you think you've done something if all that you've done is just move a lot of breeze? how can you say that the end comes from the means if all that you preach teaches justifying* greed?

do we matter at all? (it's your opinion)

is it matter at all? (or of oblivion)

should it matter at all?

we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything we are part of everything

ah. I really think. so...

*just defying

 

gravitational pull

the conversation went awry without even a shout. you're hanging heavy on my mind baby, I gotta shake you out.  i'm not going to fall in love I'm not going to fall in love i'm not going to fall in love.

this time.

pretty women all around me, shining light from above. spinning circles all planetary. like I'm the gravity, son? I'm not going to fall in love i'm not going to fall in love i'm not going to fall in love

this time...?

 

 

...the sky is falling like singapore but isn't quenching the heat. you're hanging heavy on my mind baby. I gotta shake you free. I gotta shake you free. I gotta shake you.

I'm not going to fall in love

I'm not going to fall in

love I am not going

to fall in love I'm

not going

to fall in

love