Music = Brand New

Sometimes when I feel like my life is gone crazy and I have no way to describe how I'm feeling I turn to music. Lyrics, especially good ones, are how I relate myself to songs. The one band I relate to the most is Brand New. They pretty much sum me up entirely in The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot

"You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin streched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever closed. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins."

Every line they write is amazing to me.

You Pick Me Up Where My Brain Leaves Off.

The music of my heart sings loudly today. I search for the words to tell you of the love I have for you. You are the only person in my life who has stayed consistent. You are my foundation, of which I build my hopes and dreams on.

I know countless words. Endless definitions. Spelling is not a problem, and grammar comes easily for me. But why do I fail to describe the emotions lingering on my heart? You fill me up there and overwhelm my soul. There is no more room to think, I can only feel the love I have for you.

When I see you my stomach turns into a gymnast, doing somersaults, flips, and cartwheels. My heart turns into a drum which keeps time in 6/8.

When I am not with you I yearn to be close to you. You are more comforting than a warm blanket and a cup of tea.

How did you transform my ordinary life into a fairytale, where my only thought is of nothing but you?

Story of My Life

every time you treat me this way

i can't help but feel betrayed.

you said you were different,

you said don't be afraid.

i listened to your words

i heard them with my heart

its one thing to help me pull together

and another to tear me apart

where do the days go that so swiftly pass us by

you have shown me its too late to think

that time is on our side.

as the days turn into months

the months go on to years

i realize all you left behind for me was

the growth of foolish fears

On My Mind

When I was younger I saw my daddy cry, and curse at the wind.

He broke his own heart and I watched as he tried to reassemble it.

And my mama swore that she would never let herself forget.

That was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it does not exist.

But darling, you are the only exception.