It's not that i choose something over you
It's that i choose me over not being me

Dear Jesus
Thank you for this night
Thank you for this ride
Thank you for this tide

The days of cheap water had long gone over the dam. What was once only as expensive as gas was now a commodity more precious than gold, more precious than life; it was life itself.

It's not the quantity of your days
but what you fill them up with
that determines the quality
of your life

Fill up your life

Smoking is the human race's way of preparing for when the atmosphere really sucks.
And drinking alcohol is preparation for when the water has to be seriously medicated.

Three couples went to a restaurant.
The women each wanted to compliment their man with something that was on the table.
"could you pass me the sugar, sugar" said the first.
"could you pass me the honey, honey" said the second
"could you pass me the bacon, pig" said the third

It's okay, but it's just a sign of weakness
It'll kill you but it won't send you to Hell
You'll find out in the long run it just wasn't worth it
You'll regret it when time has you on the run
Now I know that my life leads to trouble
Sometime I wish I never tasted that sweet
But it's too late cause I have been there a time or two
And I know the sweet sweet taste of love
Sweet taste of love, sweet taste of love
Sweet taste of love, sweet sweet taste of love
Well I guess I should have known better
But love is so good on the run
Now I'm caught in your spell, can't resist you
Your love is so good, just like a loaded gun

baby let me hold your handlebars

So ya wanna change the world
then ya better get to it
Lotta people throw their hands up
just say screw it
But you gotta put your back into what you believe
Can’t sit on the fence if you want a reprieve
I’ve waited too long
Know what I’m talkin’ about!
But I’m makin’ up time yo, so you hear me out!
It’s never too late to find the time of the season
When you know the right rhyme and you know the real reason
You have a voice it’s a choice that you really have to make its not a ride you decide if you have a word that should be heard and then if you’re strong cause they try to make you feel you don’t belong yeah they’re wrong and my song comes along
And I won’t be deterred and I won’t be dissuaded and I don’t wanna die blind destitute and jaded
I’m not sayin’ I got all the answers right here but I look high and low for the keys to my fear and I live everyday in the world next to you but can you hear what I say, can you see what I do
I want to open up your eyes with the rain on the roof, with the sun risin’ new, with a dose of the truth and its not to hard to get to what I’m talking’ about if your hear with your heart, do your part, make it right, it’s an art.

I find that I sign up for health newletters

just so I'll get mail

from someone concerned about my health

sometimes you ask me what i want from you
and i can't speak..all tongue-tied like a schoolboy
but give me time to think...collect my thoughts

i want the softness of your sigh when you hold me gently close, melting into me so i can't tell where i stop and you begin.
i want the music of your delicate laughter, soft, then louder, then soft again like a windchime softly stirred and then left alone by a passing breeze on a cool, quiet summer night.
i want the warmth that spreads like sunrise from my heart when i see the crooked smile you sometimes try to hide but it always steals its way back to the corners of your mouth.
i want the contentment and peacefulness i feel after we talk for an hour that passes in an instant about nothing that matters and everything that does.
and yes. i want the passion i see in your eyes that you often deny is there at all, the burning fire that can consume me or carry me to another world away from everything i know
to the only thing i want to know

My dad is a pothead
He smokes and he goes straight to bed
Tokes and it goes right to his head
Forgets just what he said
Never worked a day in his life
Got his first hit from his midwife
Who cut off their tales with a carving knife
Did you ever see such a sight in your life

I always wanted to leave
The world a better place
Bring the sun to a shadow
Put a smile on a face

Is talking out loud the same as thinking?

He blew himself up
And started a war
What the hell's wrong
What the hell for
It's part of a peace plan
It's part of the deal
It's part of a soul
I can beg borrow steal
The sirens wail
The smoke hasn't cleared
What have you seen
What have you heard
My daughter's missing
My son hasn't called
Well what does it mean
When I bang my head against the wall
It's like this
I'm sure that you will see
The light in this
It's very very clear to me
Please don't tell me
How it's s'posed to be
I'm fairly sure I have the key
Sam-I-am just let me be
Watch out for me now
I'm headed your way
Got plenty to do
Got plenty to say
It's not your fault
You couldn't have seen
How could you know
I would be so obscene

Did you ever get the feeling
That someone was writing down
Every word you said
That would be me

We're burning in our own incandescence
And everybody wants to put the fire out

Oh hi
It's nice to meet someone of the same moral velocity

You're either part of the rapture
Or you're part of the rupture

You know what planets are?
They are musical instruments.
We just can't hear the music.

She was like a controlled substance

I saw the moon come up last night
It was like lunacy

....there's nothing more pathetic than an empty bottle

I wanna get to Orion
That's where the party's at

She said I took my Zoloft today
And I'm much nicer to everybody
It just kicked in and I had to get out of there
They just upped the dosage yesterday
And I feel good, I feel real good
Lucky thing I didn't freak out and go crazy