Monthly Archives: December 2013

When Life Just Begins

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Crystal grass in flowing water,
Our secluded spot in the forest.
The waterfall slips down the rocks,
And slides into the pool of effervescence,
Where I hold you, and the world, well
That’s what tomorrow is for.

There’s the soft low roll of thunder,
My love, have no fear.
The rain slithers through the trees,
And falls down on the ethereal breeze,
While I hold you, and worrying, well
That’s what tomorrow is for.

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Rising from the misty glen.
Green all around, when life just begins.

A chorus of paradise, chirping in the twilight,
Serenading the moon on its slow rise.
The day is fading, but the night is new,
The stars are glowing in a luminous sky,
While I hold you, and love, well
That’s what today is for.

Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Rising from the misty glen.
Green all around, when life just begins.

Personal Update #1

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Well, I’m sure all my dedicated legion of followers are wondering what I’m up to. Even if you’re not (and I mean you), I’m gonna tell you anyway.

First: I had surgery yesterday. You could say I am in some discomfort today, you could definitely say that. The surgery went well, though, so I can’t complain (much).

Second: I just got accepted to the University of Chicago. Which is ranked fifth by US News and World Report. That kind of makes me awesome.

Anyway, I have the next two weeks not to do anything, and I intend to keep it that way. I’m sure I’ll find time to post some things, as I know all you loyal readers must be ravenous for some new content.

Get stuffed!

Endless Cycles

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Endless cycles, they twist and turn across my mind, and I can’t see if I am blind.
Thoughts that at once seemed so grand, have vanished through the ages, lost within the faded pages.
The darkness in my heart; I can see you clearer, by the light that’s in your mirror.
And Fowler’s Ferris Wheel, it brings us up, it brings us down, but we still keep spinning round and round.

With hollow eyes I see, and with muffled ears I hear, the fading echoes of the year.
Hurricanes of thoughts, raging through my head, I don’t know if I’m alive or dead.
And what’s been found, if I could lose it I would, but I never can turn back around.
And Fowler’s Ferris Wheel, it brings us up, it brings us down, but we still keep spinning round and round.

And now, I see you standing there, waterfalls running through your hair,
Flowing back and waving through the soft September air.
The leaves are falling, they are calling you back to them,
And I have no idea where I’ve been.

The orange leaves, the warning lights, flashing in the darkest night,
I think I’d better go, if only I could be someone else.
And this path I’ve chosen, all the exits frozen over,
And only time can bleed my pain away.

Endless cycles, they slither wildly through my brain, and I think I might be going insane,
And we are going nowhere, for there is nowhere left to go, but back to where we came.
When my time is up, I’ll be floating up and down, nothing was ever found,
And Fowler’s Ferris Wheel, it brings us up, it brings us down, but we still keep spinning round and round.

Drew a Picture

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You drew a picture there of me,
And that’s plain for all to see.
But why’d you draw me looking down,
With my head hung to the ground.

Is there something you’re trying to say?
You want me to go away,
But I could never, I could never go away,
Not on such a rainy day.

Where have you gone, where did you go?
The things I said, I didn’t know.
Can’t you remember a time before,
All the sadness knocking on our door.

We danced in meadows soft and green,
The prettiest flower ever seen.
The sun beat down, I closed my eyes,
But I always felt you by my side.

I never thought you’d really go
All our plans were made for two.
How can the world still carry on?
How is the sky still blue?

I thought I could forget,
I thought I could erase the pain.
But then I saw you passing by,
The memories all came back again.

I know things could never be the same,
But I’m still willing to try.
Because by your love I live,
And in your pain I die.

I drew a picture here of you,
And that’s me there by your side, too.
We’re looking up into the sky,
Where hopes and dreams are passing by.