Monthly Archives: December 2012

Best of 2012

Music There are so many songs that I’ve obsessed over this year, but here are the Top 5, in no particular order: 1) Sticks and Stones (acoustic) by Chapters 2) Contact High by Architecture in Helsinki 3) The Fear by … Continue reading

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City of Spinning Lights

Stumbling over cracks in the pavement, we’ll make our way down the city streets so far from the 24 hour Wal-Marts and dirty BP gas stations we call home. A taste of life in the city of spinning lights teases us for the few nights we … Continue reading

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Airplane Man

I met an old man sitting on the airplane On the way to another nowhere The arrival time had been decided Another way to work to be united By the little strings that keep us all from home And we … Continue reading

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Some people are so poor, all they have is money

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“Lights go down…

“Lights go down it’s dark The jungle is your head, can’t rule your heart A feeling’s so much stronger than a thought Your eyes are wide And though your soul it can’t be bought Your mind can wander” -Vertigo; U2

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Sandy Hook

Voices underneath the concrete speak of flowers set in stone tiny faces looking upward To a place that some call home Watery blues and frozen ashes Plague them with small shadows, growing doubts standing still while the world thrashes for … Continue reading

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Bit of a Bucket List

I want rust and dim light trying to push its way through the darkness and fire escapes at midnight. I want chapped leather seats and smokey rooms and cheap perfume.  I want cracked mirrors in cramped rooms with yellowed walls. I want … Continue reading

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Glass on Ice

She talks like rain on Sunday and she laughs ike glass on ice cold and distant twinkling stars praise the shadow of your vice Oh she fights like snow electric blankets underneath the winds little voices in big building she’s empty … Continue reading

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Messages and Blue

Blue marks and messages to a saviours unknown one more day, one more drop in the bottle until it’s time to come home Come home to blue marks and messages honey we’re all on our own all waiting for healed … Continue reading

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Bombing for Peace is like Fucking for Virginity

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