Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Baby Steps

Every now and then, I'm finding that I'm figuring out who I am by figuring out who I am not. Sure, it can be a huge process, but not one that come with no pay off. It's tough because I have trouble not looking at something as a failure when in actuality it's all a learning process. If I'm not taking away knowledge from the situation, then it would more of a failure. But, if I am continuing to grow, then what more can one ask for? Besides the World on a platter instead of feeling like it is on my back at times. I can't hate anything that I learn from, but why do the big lessons have to feel so terrible? I never understood the term "growing pains" until recently. I really didn't get where it was coming from or what it meant.

Tomorrow can only become better with the new knowledge I have of today.



"I feel it all" -Feist

I feel it all I feel it all
I feel it all I feel it all
The wings are wide the wings are wide
Wild card inside wild card inside

Oh I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one to hold the gun

I know more than I knew before
I know more than I knew before
I didn't rest I didn't stop
Did we fight or did we talk

Oh I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one to hold the gun

I love you more
I love you more
I don't know what I knew before
But now I know I wanna win the war

No one likes to take a test
Sometimes you know more is less
Put your weight against the door
Kick drum on the basement floor
Stranded in a fog of words
Loved him like a winter bird
On my head the water pours
Gulf stream through the open door
Fly away
Fly away to what you want to make

I feel it all, I feel it all
I feel it all I feel it all
The wings are wide, the wings are wide
Wild card inside, wild card inside

Oh I'll be the one to break my heart
I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll be the one who'll break my heart
I'll end it thought you started it

The truth lies
The truth lied
And lies divide
Lies divide

Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Saltwater Room

I was recently introduced to the group Owl City, this is by far one of my favorite songs.



I opened my eyes last night and saw you in the low light
Walking down by the bay, on the shore, staring up at the planes that aren’t there anymore

I was feeling the night grow old and you were looking so cold
like an introvert, I drew my over shirt
Around my arms and began to shiver violently, before
You happened to look and see the tunnels all around me
Running into the dark underground
All the subways around create a great sound
To my motion fatigue: farewell
With your ear to a seashell
You can hear the waves in underwater caves
As if you actually were inside a saltwater room

Time together is just never quite enough
When you and I are alone, I’ve never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
We need time, only time
When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?
If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
All the time, all the time.


Can you believe that the crew has gone and they wouldn’t let me sign on
All my islands have sunk in the deep, so I can hardly relax or even oversleep
I feel as if i were home, some nights, when we kill all the shiplights
I guess we'll never know why sparrows love the snow
We’ll turn out all of the lights and set this ballroom aglow


So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
All the time.

Time together is just never quite enough
When you and I are alone, I’ve never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
Only time, only time
When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?
If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
All the time, all the time.

Time together is just never quite enough
When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?
All the time.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Honesty

I've always valued honesty, at least recently. It's very hard to love someone for their honesty when their honesty can sting so much. I wonder what honesty I've shared that's left scars.