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Swing

24 Jan

Something to strive for, a life – not worth to die for.  But only word’s here I live for. Maybe, just swing life away.

Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, are we just getting more lost?

I’ll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let’s compare scars I’ll tell you whose is worse
Let’s unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I’ll slave ’til the end
I won’t cross these streets until you hold my hand

I’ve been here so long; think that its time to move
The winter’s so cold summer’s over too soon
so let’s pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I’ve got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we’ve had some times I wouldn’t trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I’ll slave ’til the end
I won’t cross these streets until you hold my hand, until you hold my hand

I’ll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let’s compare scars I’ll tell you whose is worse
Let’s unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

[Chorus]
We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I’ll slave ’til the end
I won’t cross these streets until you hold my hand
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away

Mainstream, accessible punk revival song by Rise Against but even so the lyrics mean so much to me. They appeal to my nature and let me dream of a better life. To not worry – to dream of seeing the world. To not let the little thing’s get you down and to know that there is always value in people and relationships.

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Young Love

21 Sep

Isn’t young love great..?

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Here’s a curious question….Do you sleep with a stuffed toy?

7 Sep
A picture of one of my candles of tonight

A picture of one of my candles of tonight

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