for the fisherman

Aug 12, 2005 11:47

Leaving for Virginia in a little bit, and I just don't know about alot of shit now. I'm not trying to be a bitch, but I just want to go away ont his trip and leave everything in New York exactly there, and not bring anything with me from, or that reminds me of it because I need to just get away from it all..so yea..

I was listening to my one CD I haven't listened to in a while, and this song really kind of made me think about shit, and how much certain things mean to me, so yea..Be back on Sunday

There were thousands of days
as we traveled down North Road,
and I remember my uncle on his last day,
and how I would kill to shake his hand again.
And on goes the battle of years upon years.
My Father's eyes bring me solace,
and his look of focus I try to instill.
As my Mother reads as an example
of strength beyond strength,
and with her I became me.

There are two girls
with whom I've known longer than anyone,
and my debt to them is Lifetime.

The gathering of boys I rely on,
know exactly who they are
and I will build their protection with bloody hands.
Some were dealt knuckles and some delivered kisses,
but initially my heart was in the right place.

There are times when being engulfed by mountains
are the only signs of safety I know.
And I realize I think this way out of neglection
and at the exact thought I reclaim those days of scenery.

There are places like these
that most of us will never forget.
Those are the things I wanted to speak of,
those are the things that I dream about,
those are the things that I will definitely die with

..yessum, not much time left to pack so I better get my fat ass movinggggg.
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