February 2012
104 posts
tune in, turn on, drop out
mmmm mm.
we rode our bikes to the nearest park
sat under the swings and kissed in the dark
we shield our eyes from the police lights
we run away, but we don’t know why
they heard me singing and they told me to stop
quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock
sometimes I wonder if the world’s so small
can we ever get away from the sprawl?
living in the sprawl
dead shopping malls rise...
he is beast.
when
when things were true-blue.
when kids biked together thru neighborhood streets drinking coca-cola in glass bottles.
when adults trusted the world and the leaders who ruled it.
when leaders could be trusted.
when little kids with big glasses explored the deep forest for hours on end with no fear of being lost.
when a ‘teenager’ did not exist.
when children became adults.
...
my friend. steve mull.
don’t let your happiness depend on something you may lose
/c.s. lewis/
don’t leave my hyper heart alone on the water cover me in rag and bone sympathy cause I don’t wanna get over you i don’t wanna get over you
sorrow’s my body on the waves sorrow’s a girl inside my cake i live in a city sorrow built it’s in my honey, it’s in my milk
don’t leave my hyper heart alone on the water
cover me in rag and bone sympathy
cause...