The Everlonging GazeThe Everlonging GazeThe Everlonging Gaze
All my life my heart has been trampled upon, And every moment’s chance to sing… Is quickly silenced by some other foolish heart or obstruction. Is it my destiny to forever carry a soul of tumultuous pain and confusion? Rage and uncertainty? Stoic detachment? Can there be a fate that guides the ebbs and flows of my heart? Or is there even a heart left…after…? Do I deserve to...to sing again? Do I deserve…to have love? To be loved? In any form? If not, then who? Who does deserve this forsaken treasure? Is it that love is an ent
AloeAloe, sex and alcohol The cures for every burnAloe
Your hands are not manly, she said Though I still can hold my gun Your hands are not manly, she said As I strum on my guitar They are not man enough, she said Even as I held her face
Then she said, yeah Then she said, yeah Maybe they're man enough after all
Aloe, sex and alcohol The cures for all my burns.
We'll BreatheWe’ll BreatheWe'll Breathe
Hello I’d like to sing a song Though… I don’t know what to say
Cmon,
Why don’t you sing along If you think you Know the way?
You don’t need
a rhythm or a rhyme All you need
is a little time
Cause who knows Where this song starts or ends? And we all know Impatience never wins.
But who Has the time To live? To sing? To breathe? To be? Oh..
I want you
To come with me We’ll leave it all behind And then we’l
Lover
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The more deeply we are our true selves, the less self is in us.
-- Meister Eckhart
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If you have a moment check out my Cumberland Falls Gallery Collection: [link] and/or my Country Living Gallery: [link]
Nice tattoo
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If you have a moment check out my Cumberland Falls Gallery Collection: [link] and/or my Country Living Gallery: [link]
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