...feed me the chilly breeze...sunshine fell behind...and i step down the streets strangers and seasons leaves crunching beneath the feet...because around the corner cars honking horns or big trucks and buses are not enough to muffle the whispers of winter...mountains calling in ageless telepathy and i cannot ignore her...the time to wander west in search of the deep powder dancing...storms on the way...my soul fuckin... Read More
i'm not good around lots of people either, but i think that's just here in my homeland...you should check out portland...it's fucking great there! and then we could ride together... that would be way fun! if you want the job...you gotta be willing to travel!
It was a good time. I never heard my phone ring it was loud as fuck there. I wish I could have come to the Brew Tour-They hook you up or was it pretty mellow?
...whatever...it all pretty much sucks anyways...i will never get it so ill always go...and i dont want anything...save for a life of mountains and beaches and waves...nomad to wander where he will...she asked me "what about love?"...i wondered...what the fuck is love?..."you mean like romance love?" i asked back...thats for the suckers i told her...never found it to exist...its a myth i went on...sounds of... Read More
...im up swinging through the trees...smiling...whistling with the breeze in the leaves...because earlier i was skippin about the sidewalks listening to this city throwing rocks and yellin from one corner and across another...one and step then another for whats behind and what feels like finding me up ahead again...
...shit it looks like its time to get out the hoodies again...those new breezes blowin colder summer diluted in the fall of those wandering leaves...last nite shivers on the way to the show hunched over wobble through the rain...i see my breath exhaust of anticipation escape out of long smile and across the corner car honking its friends again flashing by waving run the red... Read More