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Wednesday, December 15, 2010
deyarmond edison- 'first impression'
I love this song, mainly because I get this song.
I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows
And I know I've been
In the arms of kin
My old strength is my new friend
My direction
My reverence
And there's a train in my heart
That doesn't seem to start
Unless you're lying next to me
When I go to bed
I lay down my wishful head
I'll be hearing what you said
Echoing
Reveling
My heart has been tearing
For there to here
My dear
I've got a baseball mitt
Made of leather and my spit
For catching sky bits that have slipped
I call it sensation
You call it revelation
I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows
I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows
And I know I've been
In the arms of kin
My old strength is my new friend
My direction
My reverence
And there's a train in my heart
That doesn't seem to start
Unless you're lying next to me
When I go to bed
I lay down my wishful head
I'll be hearing what you said
Echoing
Reveling
My heart has been tearing
For there to here
My dear
I've got a baseball mitt
Made of leather and my spit
For catching sky bits that have slipped
I call it sensation
You call it revelation
I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
when you:
contradictions unravel
and I can't seem
to keep track
words were spoken
months ago
that have been taken back
repeated
and then gone
and then suddenly
reappearing.
a bee sting
it seems
in the middle of my heart
I keep it quiet
but show it on my face.
tip toeing
around it
to keep up the pace.
deciding whats worse
or better
or stronger
or a compromise
when you
say never
and your eyes
say if push comes to shove
when you
say I can't
but your hands
don't leave
when you
say nothing,
something is still
conquering
us.
always
conquering us.
and I can't seem
to keep track
words were spoken
months ago
that have been taken back
repeated
and then gone
and then suddenly
reappearing.
a bee sting
it seems
in the middle of my heart
I keep it quiet
but show it on my face.
tip toeing
around it
to keep up the pace.
deciding whats worse
or better
or stronger
or a compromise
when you
say never
and your eyes
say if push comes to shove
when you
say I can't
but your hands
don't leave
when you
say nothing,
something is still
conquering
us.
always
conquering us.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
everyone should know:
that I have a friend named benjamin gene schilling who is 17 years old and moved far away from placerville (our hometown) to los angeles to pursue his dream of becoming an actor/comedian/entertainer/inspriation.
and I just thought the world should know, or at least the handful of people who read my blog, that I (matti hawley mckenzie) believe in him.
I believe in him a lot more than I believe in most things.
and he's gonna make it.
and I just thought the world should know, or at least the handful of people who read my blog, that I (matti hawley mckenzie) believe in him.
I believe in him a lot more than I believe in most things.
and he's gonna make it.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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