July 2011
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There’s genuine pain, from being away from love, it’s more than these words.
“I really miss you”, “I can’t wait to see your face”, it’s more than these words.
There’s genuine love, in my heart only for you, yours and yours alone.
In five days I’ll be, complete in love with my girl, in five days I’m home.
(four haikus)
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He sees the first in, He sees the last in. He sees the first in, He sees the last in. He sees the first in, He sees the last in. He sees the first in, He sees the last in.
The grandfather clock, grandfather clock, and my father’s watch, my father’s watch, keep time steady, keep time steady, the grandfather clock, grandfather clock, and my father’s watch, my father’s watch,...
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I’ve been in the studio for 32 hours this weekend.
We now have 3 unreleased Zlam Dunk demos. And a new Tactics recording.
Do work.
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WatchI made a video for my band Basketball Cards. A lot of my friends were in it, and we had a birthday party. Watch, reblog, and tell me what you think please.
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we’re the new Job waiting to lose it all, take our lives and make us new for Your call, we’re the new Job waiting to lose it all, take our lives and make us new for Your call.
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REAL TALK AUSTIN PEOPLE
we have a boat party this sunday. And we need people to come. It’s 20 dollars and it pays for the boat, the show, a ton of food, and 3 kegs. You cannot beat this party. Unless no one comes and we can’t have a party. I have tickets. Help us out, by getting silly with us.
I hate to use the phrase “personal relationship,” and sound regurgitated straight form a script, and I’m afraid that’s something I have to admit, there are times when I don’t feel it, and I know that You’re there and I’ve felt it before, but it comes and goes like a calm on my shoulders, I see it sometimes and I feel it in her, and I’ve love to be...
I don’t worry what You think about me, I know your love is eternity, but sometimes I’m caught worrying, when my thoughts aren’t You on sunday morning.
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I miss my best friend.
did we ask Peter for the keys, or did we look for a window, were we caught up with thieves, or looking for widows, we left for the city and forgot we were orphans, left and forgot the house we were born in.
we sat in circles and listened as someone read aloud, we spoke and wondered what the verse was about, we prayed the same prayer as always to You, that words would be words we’d put to...
I’d write a postcard from every state, if the Good Lord blessed me in whatever’s His way, write down the words that I wish I could say, and hands play a music we’ve written as praise, in a van leaving me gone for days and months and years of this. We’d be gone for years of this.
And I know it would turn into songs that I wrote myself, with hands that were blessed by not...
trade my watch for a calendar, thirty days, every page that I’m ripping off, entire year coming september, four days, early august and I’m taking off, trade the summer for a weekend, new room, with a view and I’m taking in, entire year in a two-day span, but the wait, all the way leaves me shaking, so hurry it up, I’m waiting, having trouble falling asleep again, so hurry...
she gave me a taste of sundays in ten years, and I feel brand new with my best friend here, she’s become everything like no one expected, but I knew all along what my eyes predicted. but she doesn’t believe me, but I don’t seem to care, if I did or didn’t know it was coming, it’s already here. she doesn’t believe me, but I don’t really care, if I did or...
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what do I do?
what do I do after brooke leaves?
I immediately call her. I can’t stop thinking about that girl.
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