These Roots

We did not grow here by mistake;
and even if I wanted to I couldn't leave.
It's something more that keeps me here,
something that we've made.
A connection over time that bonds us;
true and strong to one another.
This bond cannot be broken;
no matter how hard a cold wind blows
no matter what is offered.
The roots we have grown every day
will keep us together,
Our past is what makes us.

Heroes of the Sidewalk.

That rainy sunday

Those subtle glances, hoping one would notice the other.

I can still feel the cool concrete I sat on.

I can still feel the doubt in what I was about to do.

That day brings me only one regret.

That I travelled home without you.

Getting my g2= endless possibilities.
I am so happy today :)

Passed out on the overpass
Sunday best and broken glass
Broken down from the bikes and bars
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars
You and me were kings over the parkway tonight
And tonight will go on forever while we
walk around this town like we own the streets
and stay awake through summer like we own the heat
Singing "everybody wake up (wake up) it's time to get down"
(everybody, everybody wake up its time to get down)
And when I pass the bottle back to you
on the overpass tonight, I bet we laugh .

-Brand New

I've had more musical ideas over the last week then ever before in my life.

So I'm letting you know;
though you're not listening,
I'm letting you know:
Look to the northern sky.
I'll be there the rest of tonight;
forever and all of your life.
I'll be there the rest of tonight.






I miss sydney :(

Table For Glasses

As soon as I can find time;
I'm sooooo going to silkscreen this.