It's Toe-Tag Time In Teenville Tonight. Again.

It's almost been too long. It's hard to remember your taste. It's almost been too much for me to handle. it feels like such a waste of time I thought was worthwhile and so perfectly spent. I guess the same timing that brought us close also increased the distance.

It's all right. You said we'd be okay. I've been waiting patiently and it doesn't feel that way. It's all gone. Two years I can't replace. Why even bother trying? All I want is just to see your face.

So I've spent these nights alone while you're out surveying the scene. You want to be a kid again. I'm wondering exactly what that means. To me, it seems like you just don't want me around. If that's the way it is, I'll have to stand my ground.

I've Got A Straight, You've Got Three Sevens

Hurry Up Please Its Time

Hit The High Note In "Crying" And I'll Be Impressed

It's almost been too long. It's hard to remember your face. It's almost been too much for me to handle. It feels like such a waste of time I thought was worthwhile and perfectly spent. I guess the same timing that brought us close also increased the distance.

But that's alright. You said we'd be okay. I've been waiting patiently, and it still doesn't feel that way. It's all gone. Two years I can't replace. Why even bother trying? All I want is just to see your face.

Faith, Dignity, About 15 Pounds

Did you know that your eyes look even bluer when we're laying in your basement at 2AM and the TV glows? Did you know that there's nothing I'd rather do on a Saturday night than lay around and sleep with you?

We're meant to be. You're everything that I ever wanted.
My only one, I owe you one. Thank you for everything.

Laying in your arms and playing with your hair and sitting on the kitchen floor and getting words wrong to John Mayer. Songs I write about you never seem to get across the point, but I hope you understand and I hope I often point out...

Danny Tanner: Loser

I'm sorry. You've been here before.
I wanted this to be something novel
and make you marvel at something new.
It's so like you to be unamused as
I watched you watch your watch again
You keep eyeing your eyes and painting on perfection
You've climbed too high for me this time
The air's gone thin and you're getting dizzy
Do you miss me when you're away?

So tell me your white lies
Let me see the words creep through your teeth
and stumble towards me and fade away
I'm staying in tonight and I'm filling these pages with confessions
and foregone messages to you

Bishop to Queen's Rook 7

Bright orange skies and red wine
What a perfect pair to help me pass the time
And soak up what's left of the summer sun
It happening every day, and it happens every time
We come back, we ship out, we hold on and try not to lose our minds

Summer seems longer with drinks in our hands
So let's toast every sunrise and catch every horizon
On our way back down

I've been savoring the sweetness of summer sun
Trying to drink it all in before it's gone, and I'm stuck back
Slowly drowning, quickly fading in the southland
Seeking solace in the Red Stripe that's in my hand
Counting days until it's time to return to the safe haven of home
And warmth of the summer sun

You've got yours, I've got mine
Let's say goodbye tonight as if it was for the last time
Keep stalling, keep staring at the ticking clock
Put off what you know is coming, try to make it stop
You wish that you could stay
And you wish it wouldn't last
But it's fall now, and we fall down
And it's last call, so cheers

Anything Is Peaceful From 1,353 Feet

We'll go to Sears and lie on the bedroom displays. We'll pretend that we aged 10 years and we're waking up to read the Sunday papers. 'Cause wouldn't it be nice if we were older? We wouldn't have to wait so long.

What's wrong with sleeping with you at 17? What's wrong with having these dreams? What's wrong with wanting to be just you and me? Nothing I can see.

Mostly Harmless (2005)

Hear That, Elizabeth? I'm Coming To Join You, Honey!

Drummer and occasional songwriter. 
Give me a few minutes and I'll figure it out.

Storing some old songs here (RIP Purevolume) and working on new stuff all the time. Taking it one day at a time.

s.cimino