Jack and I had an audience of employees from the mall peeking out of The Cheesecake Factory to see what the hell that ruckus was!
I wrote this a few years back, so please excuse the juvenile lyricism!
I'm not sure when it is you're coming home
Telephones tease the ears with lovers' words
There's no evade, escape
Pursue the very thing He's called you to
I'm a mess, sad to see and speaking less
I don't need a friendly face to pity me
What's sick to hear and worse to spell?
Comparison with this to hell
The Atlantic can't swallow that space enough
Or throw it's waves hard enough
Some have written books on it
But I have spat into the expanse
I have written you letters telling what I do
With all the time that I have spent at home or in lonely rooms
All thoughts sound the same
When foreign faces learn your name
Some might have forgotten it
A fault deprived of consequence
In need of lyrics man!
gbluez 1 year ago
Wow, dude your music is some of the most original stuff I have ever seen. Your lyrics are deep and complicated, yet so poetic. Amazing talent God gave you.
danyboy78113 1 year ago
it's great! I love the drums... oh those drums...
TheRoyalrey 2 years ago
not bad. at all.
abjectofdecay 2 years ago