joey-zimmermanWhisper

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ThreeI appreciate the way things fall together. However, most times I ignore the simple beauty of things and always look for a purpose. / Ken and I were driving the afternoon streets of Lincoln. Contemplating how prefect things would be if a chauffeur got behind the wheel and we wouldn’t have to balance a lighter fumbling between finger tips. We got a road filled with daily routines and places people need to go. Where do you need to go? / We were burning our way east down Vine street when girls turning from 33rd decided it would be nice to look our way and wave, “hey”. Now you know me…The woman driving the car was obviously paying her attention on the road (as she should be), but she wasn’t very attractive so things worked out. However, passenger and backseat were occupied by pretty girls looking eighteen with wide eyes and hands waving.
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Mar 7, 2011
ThreeI appreciate the way things fall together, however most times I ignore the simple beauty of things and always look for a purpose. / Ken and I were driving the afternoon streets of Lincoln. Contemplating how prefect things would be if a chauffeur got behind the wheel and we wouldn’t have to balance a lighter fumbling between finger tips. We got a road filled with daily routines and places people need to go. Where do you need to go? / We were burning our way east down Vine street when girls turning from 33rd decided it would be nice to look our way and wave, “hey”. Now you know me…The woman driving the car was obviously paying her attention on the road (as she should be), but she wasn’t very attractive so things worked out. However, passenger and backseat were occupied by pretty girls looking eighteen with wide eyes and hands waving.
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Mar 7, 2011
ThreeI appreciate the way things fall together, however most times I ignore the simple beauty of things and always look for a purpose. / Ken and I were driving the afternoon streets of Lincoln. Contemplating how prefect things would be if a chauffeur got behind the wheel and we wouldn’t have to balance a lighter fumbling between finger tips. We got a road filled with daily routines and places people need to go. Where do you need to go? / We were burning our way east down Vine street when girls turning from 33rd decided it would be nice to look our way and wave, “hey”. Now you know me…The woman driving the car was obviously paying her attention on the road (as she should be), but she wasn’t very attractive so things worked out. However, passenger and backseat were occupied by pretty girls looking eighteen with wide eyes and hands waving.
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Mar 7, 2011
Ghost HeartEveryone I’ve ever talked to has said they’ve held hands with ghosts at one point in time. That’s why it’s so easy for me to tell you, I don’t sleep at night because I’m haunted. Neighborhood kids don’t even come around me no more and if you walk to my door you’ll be so thankful that it’s closed because if the outside looks like hell, you might want a ghosts hand to hold if you want to look in. / When this place first started to feel haunted I didn’t believe it till I walked outside and said to myself, “wow it looks like it too”. Every board holding me up feels like a memory and that broken window looks like a miracle. Something isn’t leaving this ghost heart and it’s the reason I’m barely alive with a barely connected ribcage. / She broke that window. She’s gone now but still around. It’s like she vanished into the ceiling only holding on to white balloons, telling her they were clouds, tricking her and taking her; a chunk out of my heart. I can hear her breathe when I turn my back, it doesn’t scare me I kinda like it. When it’s too quiet I hear her say “boo”. She drops glasses and picture frames reminding me of where I am. Rattle your chains and scream. I believe in you and I believe that this ghost heart is haunted too.
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Feb 8, 2011
It'd be better if I helped youYour spit on my lips tightens like / Shackles on my wrists / I cant wait till you burst through your skin and realize
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Feb 2, 2011
Love On WallsLove On Walls / My son has been learning how to breathe for six years now and / Last night I caught him drawing on our living room walls
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Jan 31, 2011
Stop Here BeautifulThey decided to carpool for work / Business Women working nine to five / They buckled up and ignited the van
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Jan 30, 2011
DrunkenIt’s tough to be at a party with a girl you like / Who doesn’t feel the same exact way towards you / She got dolled up with her girlfriends
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Jan 30, 2011
momYou were born around the time / When things on the radio sounded groovy / As your mother put you to her chest
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Jan 23, 2011
BurrrBurrrrrr / This cold weather has got me thinking that / I don’t see you as much as I used to
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Jan 21, 2011
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