Friday, September 26, 2008

Drive Time Written-Unknown

there's so much to do,

but i would rather be out there,

out where the people,

are out like the sun,

out like you laying on the cold floor,

sun will fill you as it has me

and we will go out for a drive,

a drive down the boulevard,

past the high school

where we go

past the house your folks live in,

past the city

and we could let the sun

fill us to the brim

and forever we would ride,

two in a chariot made of artificial gold,

two of us in the sunlight,

singing along to the radio

because it smells like teen spirit and we know,

and we wish it would snow

because we have that funny feeling that we should be happy

even though my house is a disaster

and we are chasing after

the horizon in your car

and never stop until we get far away

and into the mountains

and we play our entire CD collection

and we are filled with sunlight

and we drive beneath the canopy of trees

and cruise in the shade

and we laugh and play,

i don't want this feeling to go away,

please don't go away.

because this is how it's supposed to be

People Never Change Written-... Sometime in 2007

this is what I told you
cus this is what I tried
but you don't believe
in the tears I've cried


because you're too wrapped
around
her finger to hear
me whisper in your ear
about my love
that I hold above
anything else in life


I should have known
you wouldn't grow
out of your naive ways
because when her body sways
you think it's for you
but its aimed across the room


you're no different than you've ever been
boys are the same over and over again
second chances don't mean a thing people never change
or at least never have they grown out of their bitter stubborn ways

sorry I tried, sorry I warned you,
but thing I'm really sorry about is
sorry you think she loves you when she really scorns you