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Your Hand in Mine

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 03:01 -0500

Normally I'd just post lyrics but the song I took the title from- "Your Hand in Mine" by Explosions in the Sky- is an amazing, beautiful and powerful instrumental, so it has no lyrics. There is no actual "official" video, so instead I'm posting a "blank" video below which has no movement and is meant as a way for you to listen to the song (there are videos that interpret the song really well, like independent music videos, but I didn't want to detract from the purpose I intended). So without further ado...Note: if you like the song and want to continue to listen to it, don't click on any of the tabs for this photo as the video will stop playing. If you do want to continue to browse the site while listening to the song, open the site up in a new tab/window and browse from there.

South Street Dog

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 03:01 -0500

I'll wait for you till I turn blue,There's nothing more that a man can do,Don't get your bollocks in a twist,Settle down don't take a fit,You drank with demons straight from hell,They almost nearly won as well,You wiped the floor with victory,Then puked until you fell asleep.Blackened was the banshee’s wail,These boots 'll never fit her jail,So you crawled into an empty boat,For the Gulf of Mexico,'Til Cortez came an' when so did youFrom the ashes charred and blue,Smelling like a Salty Dog,Back From hell where you belong.Anarchy, the scourge of every sea,The antichrist aboard a rig,With us your cutthroat thievesThe ship went down we all near drowned,You stood there on the deck,Until the Spanish came and flogged your arse,And dragged ya from the wreck,They threw a rope around yer neck,To watch ya dance the jig of death,They left ya for the starving’ crows,Hoverin’ like hungry whores,One flew down plucked out yer eye,The other he had in his sightsYa snarled at him, said leave it beI need the bugger so I can see"Salty Dog" by Flogging Molly

Caged

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 03:01 -0500

Closing folding like a starBring you back to see the lightsBluest water falling down on your skinOn your skinKeep you eyes locked awayIn some lonely placeDon't stop, don't stopWhen the music's overCrosses made to bare the weightYou never bothered to explainQuestions swim around your headKeep you eyes locked awayIn some lonely placeDon't stop don't stopWhen the music's over nowClosing folding like a starBrings you back to se the lightsBluest water falling downOn your skin, on your skinKeep your eyes locked awayIn some lonely placeDon't stop don't stopWhen the music's overNow it's over now"Constant Resurrections" by Funeral for a Friend

Looming

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 03:01 -0500

W 46 St.

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 03:01 -0500

Possibilities

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 03:01 -0500

From the Roof

Wed, 21 Oct 2009 03:01 -0500

Toward the Clouds

Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:01 -0500

Two

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 03:01 -0500

Taken from the rooftop of The Met- aka the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Octopus Mosaic

Sat, 10 Oct 2009 03:01 -0500

Father and Son

Fri, 09 Oct 2009 03:01 -0500

I've been AWOL for about the past month, I've been getting settled into my new house and just finally got my PC online.

One Lonely Visitor

Sat, 05 Sep 2009 03:01 -0500

Am I alone in here?Knew you were hereSister confirms suspicionsBeside the noteYou left on my bedWhere I held you closeDid you think I'd forget?Couldn't be more of a messTo breath, used to be another wayI'd take you inIt's time to wake upAnd separate feelingsThat I keep falling intoEach seem like a reasonI feel a break downI don't care if it shows upI'm praying this for youAnd sense I'll save...It seems there's a choiceThat begin with a breakToday knowing that never againWill I know you that wayAm I alone in here?"One Lonely Visitor" by Chevelle

Like Vines

Wed, 02 Sep 2009 03:01 -0500

In a field outside of townWe could always be aloneCarry a blanket, maybe a basketAnd that's itInnocence was the keyI was locked up never freeUntil you turned meLike vines we intertwined (like vines we intertwined)Carelessly growing up and growing oldLife was on our tongues (on our tongues)It tasted heavenlySo goodI wake up and I feel aloneI was just asleepRight where I belongInside this sad, sad songI knew this was a dreamIt was too good to be trueCoincidences were a bit much tooWho wants to wake up?Who wants to lose it?Who wants to live in this place?I don't, so I'll be sleeping inLike vines we intertwined (like vines we intertwined)Carelessly growing up and growing oldLife was on our tongues (on our tongues)It tasted heavenlySo goodI wake up but I feel aloneI was just asleepRight where I belongInside this sad, sad songBlankets here keep me from coldHolding tightly my pillowFrantically searching for herInside my head she is somewhereShe is somewhereI wake up and I feel aloneI was just asleep (I was just asleep)Right where I belongInside this sad, sad song (sad, sad, sad, sad song)I wake up and I feel aloneI was just asleep (sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep)Right where I belongInside this sad, sad, sad..."We Intertwined" by The Hush Sound

This is Nowhere

Tue, 01 Sep 2009 03:01 -0500

We all sit on the curbAnd we stare at the rain in our bootsThe car, the clouds, the skyWhile Ishmael wraps himself in the sheet againHe'll clench the fists and close his eyesI don't know how many timesI can loan him my cigarettesWhen I don't even know if he's aliveDo prophets lie?It makes me feel less horrifiedAnd my closet's filled withAll these endless accoutrementsThese shoes, these scarsThese shirts, these tiesAnd these things I say to make myself feel good againI'll speak, I'll write, I'll laugh, I'll lieI can't bear to sit here and drink myself sick againAnother nightWhen everything I know was just a lieAnd I don't even know where I'll sleep tonightI got nothing to do but stare at these wallsAnd take some time to screw my head on rightWe all ended up alone, wasted here at Silver LakeWe'll work, we'll feed, we'll change, we'll tryI can't make any sense of this or you or anythingI'm wide awake, and all our parents liedIt's not alright, and all our words collideAwake all night"This is Nowhere" by The Airborne Toxic Event

Split Decision

Wed, 26 Aug 2009 03:01 -0500

I walk these streets where my soulless feetHaunt the ground where it was I once treadOn Grafton's Arcade pours the rich commerce rainThough the voices I no longer hear speakHeaven's to blame so on that I'll abstainBest clean the church from my cracked fingernailBut don't let me die still wonderingWhat it was I left behindFrom God's gold plate begrudgers they eatTill their belly's burst ignorance blissNever they roam a wanderless homeIs as far as their sorry eye seesGive me a rusty ol' goat well trampled and soakedUntil these ashes and blood mingle deepBut don't let me die still wonderingWhat it was I left behindThough I've been that face beforeSlammed every open doorSquandered once scattered beliefsSo when the waves come crashin' inI'll swim as the ocean swimsOut with the morning tideThen back for my teaSo I'll do as I please like the well-tempered breezeBlowin' which way I see fitand I'll grey with the clay seven days till the dayWhen they throw me on the potter's scrap heapBut take my advice; you'll have to bury me twiceCause the first time I won't rest easilyBut don't let me die still wonderingWhat it was I left behindSo don't let me die still wonderingWhat it was I left behindI want a race well run ahead of the gunWith a dance before the far finish lineSo no life long regrets, only well feathered stepsUntil these shoes I can no longer shineBut don't let me die still wonderin'For the love I left behind"Don't Let Me Die Still Wondering" by Flogging Molly