O radiant Dark! O darkly fostered ray!
Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.~ George Eliot, The Spanish Gypsy
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Notes In Constellations
I leave Portland, Oregon today & head home for Katy, Texas! It’s beautiful here; &, it has been a bitter-sweet, as well as, an eye-opening experience. I’ll definitely be back one day.
I see her smile in her sleep, I know that she’s a dreamer. I’ll follow every move she makes. It’s been a long, long night. Say you’re mine. Can I keep you tonight? Tonight… & we dance around, just like constellations. You keep my body warm. & we dance around just like constellations. You’re keeping me awake at night, you make my body warm. & I fall for her like snow from the sky. Gracefully I land in her arms, but I melted away like snow into the ground. I told her I’ve gotta go, I’ve gotta go… No, she never wanted me to leave her behind. -Chiodos
For Miles
I know one day, all our scars will disappear, like the stars at dawn; & all of our pain will fade away, when morning comes; & on that day, when we look backwards, we will see that everything is changed; & all of our trials will be as milestones on the way; & as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone’s broken heart; & there’s no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends. On that day, all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right, all of our tears, & all of our fears will take to flight; but until then, all of our scars will still remain; but we’ve learned that if we’ll open the wounds & share them, then soon they start to heal.
Atlas Hands
My God is a good God and He cares…
I will remember your face, cause I am still in love with that place. When the stars are the only things we share, will you be there? I’ve got a plan, I’ve got an atlas in my hands…
Life is good & it gets better everyday.
Runaway
What am I supposed to do with this time? If there’s so many holes, I stay afloat, but I feel out of control… So petrified, I’m petrified.
… And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
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Do you know where your love is? Do you think that you lost it? You felt it so stong, but nothing’s turned out how you wanted. Well, bless my soul. You’re a lonely soul, cause you won’t let go of anything you hold…
OneRepublic
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Decode
The truth is hiding in your eyes & it’s hanging on your tongue, just boiling in my blood, but you think that I can’t see what kind of man that you are…
I.cannot.ever.own.what’s.mine…
Make a wish
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The River Empires
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