Making up for a long spell of events
well nothing really has been going on. were palying a show on saturday with race the sun and braver im excited. other than me and my band playin and friends hanging out nothing else has really happend. well here r some lyrics
Squinting and looming from paces away,
Gaping eyes, struck w/ awe and wonder.
Closer to an earshot,
Can it be, just a feature standing?
But you look so well,
As do most of us,
In an effort from haste to describe,
What we’ve lived through,
What we’ve been through.
Putting a face to a cradle,
Can take some time.
Discover just how much you’ve grown.
Putting a face to a cradle,
Starts when I say “Go.”,
When I say “Tell me all about it.”
While promenading the sidewalk,
You leave your marks
Etched into my memory.
It takes me back to the learning,
Step by step,
Inching to your victory.
To pry would interfere,
You’re already on your way.
I could just call out your name.
Could absence of aim
Resolve when I’ll give up?
And I’ll give up.
Between the distance from me to you,
I found a trace.
I found my wake.
Between the distance from me to you,
I found detail that came to a point.
Squinting and looming from paces away,
Gaping eyes, struck w/ awe and wonder.
Closer to an earshot,
Can it be, just a feature standing?
But you look so well,
As do most of us,
In an effort from haste to describe,
What we’ve lived through,
What we’ve been through.
Putting a face to a cradle,
Can take some time.
Discover just how much you’ve grown.
Putting a face to a cradle,
Starts when I say “Go.”,
When I say “Tell me all about it.”
While promenading the sidewalk,
You leave your marks
Etched into my memory.
It takes me back to the learning,
Step by step,
Inching to your victory.
To pry would interfere,
You’re already on your way.
I could just call out your name.
Could absence of aim
Resolve when I’ll give up?
And I’ll give up.
Between the distance from me to you,
I found a trace.
I found my wake.
Between the distance from me to you,
I found detail that came to a point.