light up ahead
Light Up Ahead
take this heart of darkness
I give it all
and all the emptiness
I feel at all
the times that I feel nothing
you bring me love
and so I cant live for something
you lift me up
and always bad dreams
I wake up to the light
and when I cant see
I wake up to your eyes
wake me up
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead (yeah)
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead
it gets so complicated
if you live a lie
turn in to what you hated
you’re breaking up
the times I feel like nothing
you bring enough
so I can live for something
you lift me up
and always bad dreams
I wake up to the light
and when I cant see
I wake up to your eyes
wake me up
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead (yeah)
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead
(ok so the lyrics arent all that amazing but i love that old school further seems forever sound , just a bit thicker and with a different singer . . . . . . .
Music beckons, as does photography, a good twisty road, and a vacation.
I am considering a position with the company my dad works for in Germany.
i only have a few months of school left, which also means i have only a few months to play ball for TX State, I made the team for fall games but this hip flexor strain prain or tare may keep me from ever taking the field..... recovery time ... possibly never fully recover . . . . perhaps 2 to 3 months until im 90 percent functional. . . .
killing dreams is great but for some reason im not really sad about it despite how much i really want to get out there, i think im more determined to make it back even just for one good solid weekend series, the last of the year against Rice.
I bought myself a new bat, tore up my old spikes, so i replaced them, new bat bag, broke in one of my newer mits, now three times per week i watch the guys practice and no that somewhere im running out that hit or diving for the ball that i fully realize someone else missed.
this is my one last chance.
music still will accept me if we can get our stuff togather, if not i may try out for someones band, but i really miss the guitars of chase nand miah blending and pushing each other to greatness.
i want a rock show, i need the stage, i dont even care if i play behind a screen and know one knows its me i just need to play out to play live , to break sticks and stop perfectly with the music and then pull it all back at light speed to the math rock tones of sweetness.
snow boots dont work in the summer in texas, but cute girls seem to favor them, its a shame really, but what does work is avacado green rain boots with shorts, best fashion i have seen this year.
change comes soon, who knows 2 dogs 2 rooms 1 person, huh. . . then no dogs, my parents are taking them to Ohio now that they are established.
I need to push myself to seek out and cultavate friendships.
i know or talk to a good number of people it just seems we rarely ever interact outside whatever realm or emvironment we regurlarly see each other in.
always,
johnny everhart
take this heart of darkness
I give it all
and all the emptiness
I feel at all
the times that I feel nothing
you bring me love
and so I cant live for something
you lift me up
and always bad dreams
I wake up to the light
and when I cant see
I wake up to your eyes
wake me up
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead (yeah)
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead
it gets so complicated
if you live a lie
turn in to what you hated
you’re breaking up
the times I feel like nothing
you bring enough
so I can live for something
you lift me up
and always bad dreams
I wake up to the light
and when I cant see
I wake up to your eyes
wake me up
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead (yeah)
theres the light up ahead
theres the light up ahead
(ok so the lyrics arent all that amazing but i love that old school further seems forever sound , just a bit thicker and with a different singer . . . . . . .
Music beckons, as does photography, a good twisty road, and a vacation.
I am considering a position with the company my dad works for in Germany.
i only have a few months of school left, which also means i have only a few months to play ball for TX State, I made the team for fall games but this hip flexor strain prain or tare may keep me from ever taking the field..... recovery time ... possibly never fully recover . . . . perhaps 2 to 3 months until im 90 percent functional. . . .
killing dreams is great but for some reason im not really sad about it despite how much i really want to get out there, i think im more determined to make it back even just for one good solid weekend series, the last of the year against Rice.
I bought myself a new bat, tore up my old spikes, so i replaced them, new bat bag, broke in one of my newer mits, now three times per week i watch the guys practice and no that somewhere im running out that hit or diving for the ball that i fully realize someone else missed.
this is my one last chance.
music still will accept me if we can get our stuff togather, if not i may try out for someones band, but i really miss the guitars of chase nand miah blending and pushing each other to greatness.
i want a rock show, i need the stage, i dont even care if i play behind a screen and know one knows its me i just need to play out to play live , to break sticks and stop perfectly with the music and then pull it all back at light speed to the math rock tones of sweetness.
snow boots dont work in the summer in texas, but cute girls seem to favor them, its a shame really, but what does work is avacado green rain boots with shorts, best fashion i have seen this year.
change comes soon, who knows 2 dogs 2 rooms 1 person, huh. . . then no dogs, my parents are taking them to Ohio now that they are established.
I need to push myself to seek out and cultavate friendships.
i know or talk to a good number of people it just seems we rarely ever interact outside whatever realm or emvironment we regurlarly see each other in.
always,
johnny everhart