Walking home

I've got my fitted Spurs cap on.

My headphones rest over, 

my ears are now covered, 

the bass is bumpin'.

my size 6 gauges are covered as well

the chord from the headphones run down my chest

it connects to "bass amplifier subwoofer" that clings to my pocket

the bass drum is kickin'.

the chord continues from the "subwoofer" and connects to my ipod

the ipod sits in the palm of my hand within my pocket

my shirt isn't tucked in; my pants are navy blue

the damn bass drum is thumpin'.

the shoes match my belt

my socks match my shirt and the bottom of the cap's bill

i've got my lucky hotdog boxer shorts

the bass guitar is jivin'.

Someday

I'm gonna hug ya until your eyes pop
I'm gonna swing you in my arms until the dizzys come
I'm gonna give you a big wet one of your cheek
I'm gonna hold you until I want to let go

Someday you'll figure out how much I miss you
Someday I'll tell you why
Someday I am going to grow some bigger balls
Someday I might just say goodbye

Foof

Tell me where you're going or
what is going wrong
I felt you leavin' before
You'd even gone

and hold me now
or never ever hold me again
no more talk
can take me from this pain i'm in
pain i'm in

see the moonlight shinin'
on your window pane
see it leave you
as faithful as it came

Please yourself so you
don't have to be afraid
make amends
or carry on another way
another way

tell me what you were thinkin'
to treat somebody so
the care he took
the lengths to which he'd go

coals are hot to walk across
without your shoes
but in the end
know that you got nothin' to lose
nothin' to lose

Sometimes I Miss You

Pictures are a terrible reminder.
Always reminding me of good times and good girls.
Good is a fib; there was nothing good about them, but how they looked and what it took
to make that look piercing back at me wanting more than just this one night.
The things I'd do to have you again in my grasp, under my wing, at my fingertips.
You knew how to make me roar, and have me chase for first base looking to round third and onto home plate.
It was when it was all fate, and it was all about getting that one date.
After that, the rest was in my court, my ball.
I'd say jump, and you'd leap.
I'd smile, you'd smile. I kissed, you kissed right back.
I touched, you touched back.
I'd take a hit, you'd take the next.

One more day

don't worry sweetie, I'll be home before you know it
one of these days we are gonna see the world
one of these days we are gonna travel the US
its gonna be one of those things people call "a roadtrip"

once we finish up in Hawaii, we'll travel to the moon
i've got a good view up there that I think we should check out
we can lay down and watch the meteors soar on by
we can defy gravity, defy all logic laying around in street clothes

if only the sun shined on us forever
if only the dark side of the moon didn't come so soon
if only we can stay happy in this moment forever
maybe we didn't have to live in the cold shadows

it's time to go home though
i'm sorry for dragging you out here
it seemed like a good idea in my head
you're just what I need, I swear
but it's time to go
we'll meet again, one day
just take it one day at a time

I kept your drawing

It's safe in the back of my book. I brought it out the other day just to return to the moment. I got carried away in the feeling. I remember the way he touched you. I remember his hidden motives. I remember his ways and how he treated you. I remember because he told me. He tells me. He talked to me about you. I wish he never did. I wish I didn't know all the things he mentioned when you weren't around. You were something gorgeous, something different. You are one of the those hidden gems, one of those pearls found at the bottom of the ocean stuck in a clam. I don't know why I keep that drawing. Maybe to show you how much I really do care, and how much I really have been wondering about you. Maybe I kept it to remind myself of you and him, and how we should never be. Maybe I keep it because I can actually show people proof that someone got me one day. You understood me that day creatively. That is why I kept your drawing. That is why I kept my drawing.

darling ain't it the truth

hold me now, never ever hold me again
i miss you so so so
much, i just can't feel
your head's imprinted on my pillow,
in my mind, in my mind.

don't leave me hanging;
if i do, please let me know
i'm sorry for not calling you
it's just in my head I see it done, through
your absence haunts my dreams
how can i be, when you aren't near?

i thought we had it all figured out
i thought i had it under wraps
i thought i knew what the problem was, perhaps?
i miss you too much; i want to turn away
i want to runaway and never come back.
at one point, I wanted you to runaway with me.
things, right now, just don't look like that

I'm sorry for having a heart like so
i just don't know what else to show
i'm hurting baby, far beneath, further than you'd ever know
i'm just trying to cope, darling
but i'm drowning and have forgotten how to swim
i would kiss you if i could
but i can't kiss someone who never really was here nor there

i went on tricking myself like I always do.
i went on believing in anyone else, but me again
i went on disappointing myself just like good ole times
I went went on losing you like I never knew you
I wish I could say I knew you like I did in this very moment forever
but darling that just ain't so true