good times...or something equally as exuberant?s
I spent my day off writing, and it went very well. Dick said a no go on kava tonite, so i worked on my cd. Ive got another song down for demo this weekend. Its called "My memories are all picture frames facing down". I like it a lot. like a lot. Its got a pretty powerful feel as i see it, so its going to be one of the last songs on the cd if not THE last song.if you wish to see my lyrical progress, please click the link
~My Memories are picture frames all facing down~
echoes of voices, that rang out so clearly
They serve now as only fond memories.
I blamed myself for so long,
but i really just wanted an excuse to feel anything else...
All our old picture frames are facing down,
resonant visions play back every sight and sound.
and when i see the hole in the plaster,
I realized the pain wouldnt last forever.
i tried so hard not to turn them over,
but my curiousity got the best of me.
And i finally let go of all my anger,
and let a mistake be a mistake
All our old picture frames are facing down,
resonant visions play back every sight and sound.
and when i see the hole in the plaster,
I realized the pain wouldnt last forever.
And i found a home that doesnt include you...
Now that memories really do fade,
i swear its all ok.
and i like the music a lot, its pretty AND powerful. double fuckin whammy... so lets party hardcore thisweekend and wake up next to people we dont know (oh god not again...please..)
~My Memories are picture frames all facing down~
echoes of voices, that rang out so clearly
They serve now as only fond memories.
I blamed myself for so long,
but i really just wanted an excuse to feel anything else...
All our old picture frames are facing down,
resonant visions play back every sight and sound.
and when i see the hole in the plaster,
I realized the pain wouldnt last forever.
i tried so hard not to turn them over,
but my curiousity got the best of me.
And i finally let go of all my anger,
and let a mistake be a mistake
All our old picture frames are facing down,
resonant visions play back every sight and sound.
and when i see the hole in the plaster,
I realized the pain wouldnt last forever.
And i found a home that doesnt include you...
Now that memories really do fade,
i swear its all ok.
and i like the music a lot, its pretty AND powerful. double fuckin whammy... so lets party hardcore thisweekend and wake up next to people we dont know (oh god not again...please..)