I was just writing a folk song that started off like this....

you sound like the moon.
.... that's to say you don't say much.

it's random and mellow. i think i like it. but anyways. it's even though it's always easier to just post a lyric, i'll give a brief update on life.

-no longer sick ( it ended up being about a week. i'm grateful thats over.)
-writing lots
-singles on saturday... josh and i are playing acoustic and ben is drumming. it's going to be Neil Young style worship. I'm psyched. we're even thinking of doing the double mics for stereo like back in the 60's but that might be over the top.
-looking forward to NA. looking forward to whitecastle. looking forward to not sleeping for a week.
-really wanting to lock myself in a hunting cabin and write/record a sad acoustic driven folk album.

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it's been awhile but i'm at home sick today so i thought i'd post. ]]

i just watched a film called "The Longest Day" and it was one of the longest films i've ever watched, but it was reasonably impressive considering it was made in the 50's i think.

and i just (finally) registered for NA. cheers.

i don't think i've ever seen this in january before.

definitely not in vancouver. i don't know how to take it. i expect every winter to be 8 months of rain. yikes.

happy new years.

that is all.

i keep posting song lyrics... maybe it's because i have nothing else interesting to post about. anyway, me and a couple friends were jamming at the church office tonight and we wrote a song. it's sort of rock/disco song about being lost in space. the lyrics are pretty bleak but i was just trying to picture being lost in space, and that would be pretty bleak.... like jail without parole.......don't try to read into it or you'll be lost as well. haha.

The 7Up is falling up
I'm at the end of my rope
Home already far away
Now is getting farther
Farther, farther

The food is gone and CO2
Is forming in my plastic space suit
Hope is slim that they will come
And now I’m drifting farther
Farther farther

I’m sick of gravity, gravity
Please release me,
Please,
Release me,

Captain please just let me be
I’m sick of all your patronizing
I know that time has run out for me
I’m sitting here just waiting
Waiting waiting!!!!!!!

It’s coming
It's coming
It's coming
Coming

I’m sick of gravity, gravity
Please release me,
Please,
Release me,
Hope is so far away, far away
Please release me,
Please,
Release me,

weird lyrics but i actually really like them when combined with a groovalicious beat and some 80's alternative riffs.

i don't really intend to be forever posting song lyrics.... but they make an easy post. they would make an even easier post if i wrote some songs that were understandable at a glance-but i don't write that many songs of that sort. this song is one that i wrote last night. it's based off a quote that i heard somewhere sometime by someone who's name i can't recall, who said something like "if the sky was a dark blanket covering the universe you could imagine that the stars were just tiny holes where the light of heaven shines through'. so the song is basically about feeling a bit hemmed in by this world and wanting to catch a glimpse of the life to come. anyways. it's a bit more whimsical or even wistful than stuff that i typically write but i was in the mood so whatev>

looks like tonight
is just another night
snow falls in chaos
upsetting life's symmetry

it's sort of eery
how silence follows me
i wish i could run
through the clouds to the sky
where a part of you
shines through
a part of you shines through

maybe sometime
life will start to rhyme
in patterns that don't
take a genius to comprehend

the skylines a wall
the broadways like a hall
i wish i could run
through the clouds to the sky
where a part of you
shines through
a part of you
shines through

familiar pathways
through this awful maze
power is out take the stairs
up to floor nineteen

through the window
above the evening glow
i'll look through the sky
all the stars filled with fire
because a part of you
shines through
a part of you
shines through

stream.of.thought.weird.

strange things can happen when you're sitting in the back of your car parked in the garage, lightly strumming a guitar and randomly humming words that come to mind. this song is the product of time spent in the fashion that i just described:

do you ever
feel like you're a beaver
trapped beneath a pile you chewed yourself
cross and lonesome
playing texas hold 'em
all or nothing has come to nothing now

did you feel so bad?
when you weren't so sad?
did you feel so sad?
when you weren't so bad?

mom and pappy
think that you've gone crazy
and might just turn you in to the Fuzz
so here's to hoping
you'll ever stop moping
vitamin B and C
won't help you now

did you feel so bad?
when you weren't so sad?
did you feel so sad?
when you weren't so bad?

woooooooooohoo! woooooooooohoo!
it's not so bad, but you're so sad






woohoo!