hands down October 2, 2009
Posted by brandon in : ramblings , add a commentBreathe in for luck, breathe in so deep,
this air is blessed, you share with me.
This night is wild, so calm and dull,
these hearts they race from self control.
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine,
we’re doing fine, we’re doing nothing at all.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won’t you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry,
which ever you prefer.
The words are hushed, lets not get busted;
just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe in here, from all the stupid questions.
“Hey did you get some?”. Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can’t hear…
so we can get some.
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won’t you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I’ll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it’s so late
and this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet and the gate was locked so I jumped it,
and I let you in.
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it,
that you meant it,
and I knew,
that you meant it,
that you meant it.
words of wisdom April 12, 2009
Posted by brandon in : me, ramblings , add a commentliving well is the best revenge
why is it…. April 4, 2009
Posted by brandon in : ramblings , add a commentthat i can never get anything done?
On one hand i wish i had the ability to reign in my crazy new idea every single day kind of self and focus a bit more…. but on the other hand, thats what makes me me! It would just be nice to be able to accomplish something for once. Everything lately seems like I get super excited for a couple days and then move on to something else. And lately I just keep rotating through like the same 5 or so things. Starting a band again, fixing/modding the eeeeclipse, getting my drum set together, getting new guitar pedals, coding a website for my work, coding a website for myself, pulling the weeds in the yard, cleaning the garage, the list goes on and on. Each day i wake up and get excited about accomplishing one of these, then nothing happens that day, and the next day means a new idea….
I think more or less I’m just frustrated that its already april. I feel like I’m wasting this year. I dunno…. Maybe instead of sitting here writing this I should go do something. I just noticed that I capitalized almost every singe ‘I’ in this post. And the first words on my sentences…. wtf. something must definitely be wrong with me
lyrics to live by April 4, 2009
Posted by brandon in : ramblings , add a commentIt was the first snow of the season
i can almost see you breathing
in the middle of that empty street
Sometimes i still see myself
in that lonesome bedroom
playin my guitar
and singing songs of hope
for a better future
life is
only
as good as the memories we make
and i’m taking back what belongs to me
polaroids of classrooms unattended
these relics of remembrence
are just like shipwrecks
only theyre gone faster
than the smell after it rains
last night while everyone was sleeping
i drove through my old neighborhood
and resurrected memories from ashes
We said that we would never fit in
When we were really just like them
does rebellion ever make a difference
life is
only
as good as the memories we make
and im taking back what belongs to me
polaroids of classrooms unattended
these relics of remembrence
are just like shipwrecks
only theyre gone faster
than the smell after it rains
So long astoria
i found a map to buried treasure
and even if we come home empty handed
well still have our stories
of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts,
broken bones, and all the best of friendships
and when this hourglass
has filtered out
its final grain of sand
i raise my glass to the memories we had
this is my wish
this is my wish
im takin back
im takin them all back
on a more personal note September 9, 2008
Posted by brandon in : ramblings , add a commenti really miss those days where i would pop a new set of batteries into my cd player, and literally listen nonstop to an ataris cd until those batteries gave out….
sometimes i miss growing up.
i miss spending summers at the skatepark.
i miss ripping apart computers to learn about them.
i miss hanging out on the roof of the elementary school across the street.
i miss the anxious excitement of growing up.
and all the amazing things i wanted to do when i did grow up
i miss playing awful music in terrible bands.
dreaming of being famous and rich.
i miss that drive. that desire to stand out from everyone. to make something of myself.
growing up consists of losing sight of yourself while at the same time being damaged by the bad parts of life.
its time to fully find myself again. and be the person i always wanted to be.
