To Build A Home - The Cinematic Orchestra
Skinny Love - Bon Iver
Silver Revolver - Lady of The Sunshine
Heartbeats - Jose Gonzales
Talking Bird - Death Cab for Cutie
Butterflies - Sia
Stay or Leave - Dave Matthews Band
Wait - Alexi Murdoch
3 Rounds and A Sound - Blind Pilot
Love, Come Save Me - Right Away Great Captain
Song for A Lover of Long Ago - Justin Vernon
These songs have been my comfort this week and i can't
seem to get enough of them, most of these are my favorites
and if you take a chance to listen then you'll understand why.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Winds of Change
this past week has been a reflection
of what life has been throwing at me
and what's really important in my life.
relationships i have with my best friends
have been tested, and honestly it's tiring
but without those tests how would we truly
know whether they are truly there for not or not.
i have been blessed to have such amazing friends
and to have grown so close to them, regardless
the fights and miss-communications, or confusions
they have only brought us closer and i'm happy with
my life and the people that i'm sharing it with.
of what life has been throwing at me
and what's really important in my life.
relationships i have with my best friends
have been tested, and honestly it's tiring
but without those tests how would we truly
know whether they are truly there for not or not.
i have been blessed to have such amazing friends
and to have grown so close to them, regardless
the fights and miss-communications, or confusions
they have only brought us closer and i'm happy with
my life and the people that i'm sharing it with.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
A Naked Tree
Remember when we were kids
the time we sunk our feet in the mud
I do, it still gives me chills
remember when we were teens
we carved our initials on the old pine tree
I do, it gives me a warm feeling
remember when we were adults
I couldn't cook, you couldn't clean
I do, it was different
remember when we grew old
We promised we’d grow more in love each second.
Life changed me, this so called love you speak of
never happened, I don’t remember it
when I was a kid I played with an imaginary friend named boo
I sat alone and weak by an old naked tree
I cooked food I found on the streets and in trash cans
I washed my sleeping bag when it rained, or down by the lake
I don't remember much before all this became my life
because remembering only makes things worst; it freezes my mind.
Losing myself in the question repeated in my mind over and over again
Who was I, was I someone nice?
I guess not, if I’m laying here in the streets
Was I someone worthy of having loved one’s?
My only companion now is an old steeping bag, and a rusted cart
so what do I do;
I create myself this world, a world where everything someday will be good again.
the time we sunk our feet in the mud
I do, it still gives me chills
remember when we were teens
we carved our initials on the old pine tree
I do, it gives me a warm feeling
remember when we were adults
I couldn't cook, you couldn't clean
I do, it was different
remember when we grew old
We promised we’d grow more in love each second.
Life changed me, this so called love you speak of
never happened, I don’t remember it
when I was a kid I played with an imaginary friend named boo
I sat alone and weak by an old naked tree
I cooked food I found on the streets and in trash cans
I washed my sleeping bag when it rained, or down by the lake
I don't remember much before all this became my life
because remembering only makes things worst; it freezes my mind.
Losing myself in the question repeated in my mind over and over again
Who was I, was I someone nice?
I guess not, if I’m laying here in the streets
Was I someone worthy of having loved one’s?
My only companion now is an old steeping bag, and a rusted cart
so what do I do;
I create myself this world, a world where everything someday will be good again.
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