our session is paltry taking hits betwixt talk we've taken hits, how many have walked or just simply dropped from doping to coke smoking and joking over the line with too many tokes our time's coming too though we know not when we'll go too in the end
Zed Alpha Alpha
Bravo Charlie Whiskey Whiskey Delta Zed Alpha Alpha Bravo Charlie Whiskey Whiskey Delta
Do you know what it means to be alone?
Do you know what it feels to be on your own? No hand to hold, no shoulder to cry on No one to hug you when you come undone I’m with friends but why do I feel so abandoned? Living life like a bullet without a gun, Like a sunset without the sun Thousands of songs still left unsung I don’t know why they all left me Maybe, possibly, it’s because I’m a cheat Tried to keep those promises, believe me Just had to save a stranger, its in my nature I guess I deserve everything and all of this Let me just wait until the poison hits Let me close the eyes no one will miss Let me lie here waiting for the dementor’s kiss
Live music is a sound machine,
On all four corners, Gilded streets, nearly five in the morning, Pavement feet meet ****** shoes Shuffling down the block. Pigeon claps & high hats, Cat heads & piano chops, Whiskey sours evening gowns, Lemon drops with Father Brown. The St. Claude Shuffle down the boulevard, Where shoes straddle electric wires. Sirens ring & bullets proof, And the blues sing out of shotgun shacks.
This city's done a number on me
no letters from home
windows foggy from here from distance daylight can be felt she sprinkles her horizon on me what have i she pulls me over her am i echoes of her tear drops hitting my canyons wall laying here beside here feelings of left alone she was never right beside me my heart is been as thrown strip me through you hollows fill my hands with sand pull me from this furnace of who we think I am trying not to whisper now we are learning why for every season there is an teardrop only summer makes them dry flying through this fall how could we learn an thing no letters from home ? ... .. .
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It seems that all of the actions
from people, echo and speak much louder than words do, but the only problem is - It seems to be pretty quiet, doesn’t it?
In life you make your choices. Nobody makes them for you. Always stay positive - give 100%!
Love often reminds me that I'm not afraid of hights
or falling - but I'm afraid of what will happen the moment *my body hits the ground
I'm not addicted to you, per say,
I'm addicted the 2 am conversations Where we talk about nothing but Everything seems to come out. I'm addicted to the way your voice cracks When you're tired and you swear me you're not. Even though I can hear the hum in your voice and haze in your throat. I'm addicted to the way your brain twirls on end When you try and comprehend the things you cannot. I'm addicted to the way your lungs heave in and out, And how heavenly you look when you can finally breathe. No, I'm not addicted to you. I'm addicted to everything that makes you, You.
The times they-are a-changin;
you ain't going nowhere. Not dark yet, rainy day women subterranean homesick blues, if not for you -- when the deal goes down, lay, lady, lay. I shall be released; blowin' in the wind, like a rolling stone Down the highway. Girl from the north county; mr tambourine man, jokerman, ring them bells. With god on our side, to Ramona— it takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry