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Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Tonight ; 8:52 PM

One day, my dear, one day.
It's all in due time.
Good things come to those who wait so we've got to be patient.

I've finished Black Chucks! Added a verse, a chorus and a bridge. It sounds cutesy and it's not what I expected my first song to sound like but it's all good. It's all good. Scrapped the "breathe you in" part despite all my foo fighter-everlong senses telling me not to. But it's still good. It's all good. (:


One day, my friend, one day.
It's all in good faith.


I remember the times we spent together
On those drives
We had a million questions
All about our lives
And when we got to New York
Everything felt right
I wish you were here with me
Tonight

I remember the days we spent together
Were not enough
And I used to feel like dreamin'
Except we always woke up
Never thought not having you here now
Would hurt so much

Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you, I can just look up
And know the stars are
Holding you, holding you, holding you
Tonight

I remember the time you told me
About when you were eight
And all those things you said that night
That just couldn't wait

I remember the car you were last seen in
And the games we would play
All the times we spilled our coffees
And stayed out way too late

I remember the time you sat and told me
About your Jesus
And how not to look back
Even if no one believes us
When it hurts so bad
Sometimes not having you here
I sing

Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up
I need your loving hands to come and pick me up
And every night I miss you, I can just look up
And know the stars are
Holding you, holding you, holding you
Tonight


the little rocker

Little Miss Brightside
- Absolutely loves music

Have a nice day (:




ways to paradise

Gibson doves in flight
Kevin Kern's In My Life & Imagination's Light
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Johnny Got His Guns by Dalton Trumbo
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Five Greatest Warriors by Matthew Reiley
ENDLESS SHOPPING!!
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