Take a JumpEveryone's singing about rooftops now,so grab my hand and lets take a jump.'Cuz rooftops ain't my style,they're somewhere in between,not up in the cloudsor down on the ground.So lets take a jump,land on the ground where our knees will buckle.'Cuz I got my head in the cloudsand my feet locked firmly on the ground.I don't need any halfway middle to get thatand I can take you along for the ride.
MemoriesThere once was a girl who sat at her table,cigarette in one hand and pencil in another.She smiled as she wrote the words down,picking up her cup of coffee every so often.She wrote about the day's events,every little thing she could think of.The dog she almost hit,and how many times she honked her horn.And when she was done,she smiled and sat back.Took one last puff off the cigarettebefore she stood up,slipping the papers into her back pocket.Because she knew she'd forget them there,and they'd wear and tear,and barely be there until they were gone.Just like her memories.
Closing your HeartYou want to close your heart,self destruct that you're aware of.You want it closed,this grief you hold,has turned into too much.Three long yearsof too much to holdand you're down on the groundwhere it's pushed you down to.You're already off your hands and knees,that was months ago,laying on the ground,staring at the sky,praying and hoping...just to have the weight of that greiflightened so you can breathe again.Just enough to breathe.It took too long though,hasn't it?And you've realized that no one can help you.So you're trying to help yourself,push it all away and close off that heart,that just can't take anymore.I just hope you realize one thing.I love you and I'm just as heavy as that weight,and I'm not going to budge.You can pushe me away,and you don't have to love me,and I'm not going to fight your decision.I'm just not that way,but regardless of what you doI will always be kneeling right beside you.And even though I can't help lift that weight,tha
NowAll these words,stories and poems,from men long past dead.Why do we put so much weight,or try to find,the meaning of what they say?It's not my intent to discredit them,we must look at our past to see our futurebut we shouldn't spend so much timelooking over our shoulder.It's as if we're paranoid,to take the same misteps yet again.Do you realize where you are now?This is not tomorrow or yesterday,this is not even today.this is the now,the very seconds of your life,and everyone is bringing something new to youweather or not it's just another breath...that's up to you.So why are you spending all your timetrying to figure out what a bunch of words meant?They may have faced the same problems as we do today,but if it's going to take a few hoursand you trying to force yourself into their age,is it really worth it when you lose that one instantwhen you knew what it meant to you?