Make · Tea

A cold and wet October dawn, and there are no barking sparrows-just emptiness to dwell upon.
I fell into a winter slide, many years ago, and ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow-just eking out my measly pies.

But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I know I got this side of me that wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just fly the whole mess into the sea.

Another slow train to the coast- some brand new gory art from way on high. I sink and then I swim all night.

I watch the ice melt on the glass while the eloquent young pilgrims pass and leave behind their trail imploring us all not to fail.

Of course I was raised to gather courage from those lofty tales, so tried and true, and if you're able I'd suggest it, because this modern thought can get the best of you. This rather simple epitaph can save your hide, your falling mind. Fate isn't what we're up against- there's no design no flaws to find....

So with all the hype I kinda decided to make a trip to DC for the inauguration happen. I looked into tickets and even got this awesome discount. I asked my professors if missing a class would be fine and everything seemed to work out- I even had a close friend in DC that I could hopefully stay with if other things didn't work out.

Turns out my friends place is too full for me and everything else is taken. I'm not going to pretend i'm not bummed- but with no other contacts, and all hostels/hotels being packed beyond capacity- my trip to the most awesome inauguration in history doesn't look like its going to happen. So if anyone has a couch in DC... i'm little and don't take up a lot of room

Fighting for survival is such a boring Battle. I want to get into my car, I wanna drive out to Seattle- where the used record stores have much better prices. But I don't have a tire, And I don't have registration. Should I take another walk to the DMV? Get another learners permit with a Picture of me. I'd put it in my wallet, along with my four dollars, and the condom that's still in there- that has probably expired. I'd leave home for California, But Cali is where I'm from. I'm just looking for a way, to feel my lifes begun.

Living in the city, where I'm working like a walrus- But man I don't need your money. Man I'm gonna be an artist. Feeling like I wanna do whatever I feel inside. Put it down on paper and I'll hope that people buy it.And my only minor worry is how to pay the rent- but that won't even matter when I lose my apartment. Then I'll really have no worries. I'll be just like a cassette- that you've taped up the tabs up-to put something new on it. And when I meet somebody, God only knows what I will be.
And if there is no god, then it's an even better mystery.

Fighting for survival and I guess I must Be winning, and my story is so long, I can't remember the beginning.Am I an optimist? Or am I a pessimist? If I see a half empty half full cup: I say- Is half full, of nothingness.

Just because I don't call, doesn't mean I don't like you. I open my mouth and I try and i try, but no words came out.

Without 40 oz. of social skills, I'm just an ass in the crack of humanity. I'm just a huge manitee.

And besides you're probably holding hands with some skinny, pretty girl that likes to talk about law and all I wanna do is ride bikes with you, and stay up late and watch cartoons.

I tried to call you on the phone, but i couldn't dial the numbers.I put on my hood and walked away, that doesn't mean that I don't like you.

All I wanna do is ride bikes with you, and stay up late and maybe spoon.

Just because I dont call anymore doesn't mean that I dont like you.

I was always strong as long as we were a team. I crawled into somebody's heart who meant the world to me. Love made me strong- enough to be alone and set me free. But with my friend, friends to the end is where I wanna be.
I don't need to, but I want to, sing with you, 'cause I miss you

Is DC really like a graveyard they all ask me, and i say well it was last week but man that was in the past. see i stopped going to the places where the people act so nasty- and pretentious 'cause i'm happy sitting with my friends in sidewalk singing songs. and some people are still standing in the way of where i'm going. so i say please excuse me, step aside, or keep on moving. and i guess they sensed that my momentum meant that i was winning, but i'm only just beginning and i'd rather go with friends than go alone

and some people grab my hands and some people grab my shirt. some people race ahead to see if they can get there first. some people stay behind 'cause they've got something else in mind. whatever you decide if you are true to you you're gonna be alright

like akida, he's a father now he is in love with amber, their baby's name is skyler he's a baby of the summer. i wonder as i wander if i'll ever settle down, or if every day i'll take my roots uprooted en route to another town.

i was sitting on a couch somewhere watching vh-1, when i found out that bruce springsteen is his mother's only son. i'm like my mother's only daughter and we were both born to run. even he says it's amazing raising babies in the place where you come from. but i am a rock tumbler i've got rocks inside my head, and just because they come out shining doesn't mean that they are diamonds. and i guess that my worst nightmare is your very favorite part. when i'm worth my weight in shale and slate i'll know that i'm a super duper star

i'll be a great big ball of burning gas and i'll be sitting on my big fat ass, sipping crystal light beside a plastic wading pool and the next day i'll be somewhere else, part of me will hate myself, part of me will know deep down that i am pretty cool, the part of me that knows i never cared for being cool...

It seemed like everyone i knew was dying. i looked in the mirror and i was on fire. somebody yelled out "hey, stop, drop, and roll!"i said "that might save my skin, but it won't save my soul. you swallow hard and you bottle it up. try to pretend you're a half full cup. believe what they're feeding, you're eating it up. while i'm reading books about how they're corrupt. he says he protecting us but he's a liar. i know deep down that it's down to the wire. my heart will stop if i put out the fire. as long as i'm burning i'll keep on yearning, to save the world, not sure how but i'm learning. and telling the truth the best way that i'm able, placing my cards all face up on the table. it's okay to be scared, you do don't hafta act tough. take all that pain and turn it into love. and let your emotions be fuel to your flame, being on fire will keep you awake. if somebody yells out "hey, stop, drop, and roll!"
say "that might save my skin, but it won't save my soul.

I feel so helpless now. My guitar is not around, and I'm struggling with the xylophone to make these feelings sound. And I'm remembering you singing and bringin' you to life. It's raining out the window and today it looks like night. You haven't called me in a week. I'm wondering why that is. Are you too nervous to be lovers? Friendship's ruined with just one kiss? I watched you very closely, I saw you look away. Your eyes are either gray or brown. I'm never close enough to say.

But your sweatshirt says it all. With the hood over your face. I can't keep starin' at your mouth without wonderin' how it tastes. I'm with another boy (He's asleep, I'm wide awake )And he tried to win my heart,but it's taken, time...

I know the shape of your hands because I watch 'em when you talk. And I know the shape of your body'Cause I watch it when you walk. And I want to know it all,But I'm giving you the lead.So go on, go on and take it.Don't fake it.

Charming
Crazy eyes you have...Are they gray or brown?
I won't make the move. You must make the move.

Don't second-guess your feelings. You were right from the start, and I notice she's your lover, but she's nowhere near your heart. This city is for strangers, like the sky is for the stars, but I think it's very dangerous if we do not take what's ours. And I'm winning you with words, because I have no other way. I'd love to look into your face, without your eyes turning away. Last night I watched you online, because a person has to try, and I walked home in the rain because a person cannot lie...

You were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
it seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
what is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
when I look at your face I can tell that you're not going to be stopping soon or even slowing down
and if we keep up this pace pretty soon we'll know the name of every kid and every grown up booking house shows in their town

and if home is really where the heart is
then we're the smartest kids I know
because wherever we are in this great big world
we'll never be more than a few hours from home
and that's important because I need to travel
I've had this itchin in my shoes since I was just a little kid
and before I had a lancer I road the yellow bus
and they would say "I hope some day you find someone who loves you"

and i did but not anymore
but it's enough
I've got my Scrabble game, food on my plate, good friends and family
and now there's you understanding why I do the things I do
knowing that you do them too makes me really happy

on the road again
just can't wait to get on the road again
the life I love is laughing in the car with you my friend
and I can't wait to get on the road again

I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love's suicid
I'll be the greatest women of your life

'cause I like going for hikes and riding bikes
and playing video games in the middle of the night
and I'll stay up late and I wont even care
that we're getting up early to go to the state fair
I'm gonna ride the biggest ride it'll be out of sight
then I'll share a bottle of wine with you if you'd like
because we are alive so we've gotta live life
to the fullest you spin the bottle and I'll dim the lights
four five six seven minutes on the patio in the rain

you were on my mind at least nine tenths of yesterday
it seemed as if perhaps I'd gone insane
what is it about you that has commandeered my brain?
maybe it's your awesome songs or maybe it's the way
you go straight to the top you're not scared of getting squashed
you know just when to jump off
you're so brave
and then you run to the left it seems there's no hope in heaven
and you drop down to the tube that takes you right to level seven

life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it
every day's a winding road yeah
my rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs
as long as it keeps goin' round its unbelievable

My mother says that
rain is angels
who are crying
up in heaven
and i believe that
'cause when sad things happen
it starts raining
it's been raining

it's been raining
for awhile now
it's been raining
at least sixty days
and i've been crying
since the first time
someone i loved
went away

i'll build an ark
inside my body
in a bottle
and disappear
'cause my soul is drowning
missing people
that i wish could
still be here
but it won't stop raining
and i can't stop crying
my friends keep leaving

do you even think about me?
are you so interested in your new that you dont even care?
do you even want to talk?
would you prefer that i stop calling?
when you lay to sleep do i cross your mind at least once?
i dont think so... but im still here