Thursday, February 17, 2005
oh yeah, i almost forgot....
Trying to cheer myself up, I wrote this yesterday...
“This Close To The Water”
Flip flop footprints creeping through the sand
Matching tracks marching down the open shore land
Ocean blue water under clear sunny skies
Wind blown warm weather winter surprise
Scream “Last one in the water is a dirty old dog!”
With Janey playing guitar and Jimmy singing along
The limits of desire reaching down the shore
A momentary lapse of knowing we could ever want more
Afternoon on the front porch, watching clouds float by
Liquor and the landscape and the sun up in the sky
Ships drift towards the horizon
Hear the music in the air
Everybody lounging
Livin’ life without a care
Shallow water warms my legs, wet sands warms my toes
My attention span is wandering, the tide line ebbs and flows
Everywhere I look around is place I want to be
Every scent magnified by the wind through the banyan trees
Nighttime by a bonfire, watching sparks shoot the sky
Nobody thinks of leaving, not when we’re this high
Tomorrow we’ll wake up to the waves crashing down
An all-natural alarm clock for the whole beach town
Afternoon on the front porch, watching clouds float by
Liquor and the landscape and the sun up in the sky
Ships drift towards the horizon
Hear the music in the air
Everybody lounging
Livin’ life without a care
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OK, back to life. Today, I don't want to meet or hit on any dykes. A turn on? Yes. Something I suppport? Yes. Something I am overjoyed about finding out about certain people? No. (I probobly sound anti-gay. Well, fuck you, I think everyone has a right to be miserable in their own way, and I'm not stopping you or discouraging you, I'm just saying....)
WHATS SO MAYBE ABOUT KATIE????
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“This Close To The Water”
Flip flop footprints creeping through the sand
Matching tracks marching down the open shore land
Ocean blue water under clear sunny skies
Wind blown warm weather winter surprise
Scream “Last one in the water is a dirty old dog!”
With Janey playing guitar and Jimmy singing along
The limits of desire reaching down the shore
A momentary lapse of knowing we could ever want more
Afternoon on the front porch, watching clouds float by
Liquor and the landscape and the sun up in the sky
Ships drift towards the horizon
Hear the music in the air
Everybody lounging
Livin’ life without a care
Shallow water warms my legs, wet sands warms my toes
My attention span is wandering, the tide line ebbs and flows
Everywhere I look around is place I want to be
Every scent magnified by the wind through the banyan trees
Nighttime by a bonfire, watching sparks shoot the sky
Nobody thinks of leaving, not when we’re this high
Tomorrow we’ll wake up to the waves crashing down
An all-natural alarm clock for the whole beach town
Afternoon on the front porch, watching clouds float by
Liquor and the landscape and the sun up in the sky
Ships drift towards the horizon
Hear the music in the air
Everybody lounging
Livin’ life without a care
-------
OK, back to life. Today, I don't want to meet or hit on any dykes. A turn on? Yes. Something I suppport? Yes. Something I am overjoyed about finding out about certain people? No. (I probobly sound anti-gay. Well, fuck you, I think everyone has a right to be miserable in their own way, and I'm not stopping you or discouraging you, I'm just saying....)
WHATS SO MAYBE ABOUT KATIE????
cf
