Journeys of A Man

Saturday, January 27, 2007


Wednesday, January 24, 2007

the stream of the rise and the fall

I put my good money down
it wouldn't buy me anything
I put my best foot forward
it didn't lead to my dreams
I put my money in my pocket
and walked out the door
I'm never going back
there anymore
some days it's hard to survive
some days you’re doing well
trying to keep your dreams alive
some days you lose control of your life
and the demons thrive
it's the rise and the fall
don't let them take
it all
because they will
take it all
they will
take it all
I guess it all depends
where you want to go
but then again
What the hell do I know?
It's a mood ring
on your big toe
your heart
the feeling

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

and look
at what is going on.
and look
at what you are doing.
and look
at what we've done.
What we have allowed to take place.
and look
at what we are doing.
There needs to be a change.
Antarctica is experiencing rain.
Increasing strength in the hurricanes.
Greenland could no longer be
in another half century.
Yes I learned this from a movie,
but at least I see...
...what could no longer be.
It's up to you
and it's up to me.


A song I wish I would have written because the words mean so much to me.
Thanks Pearl Jam...

I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off
I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on
The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds
For 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good
I wish I was the full moon shining off your Camaro's hood

I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on
I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down

I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up
I wish...
I wish...

Monday, January 08, 2007

In awe and fear

I had a dream that I was in His house
It had a glass ceiling
And while we all sat at His table
Eating His bread
The sky turned from the sun to the stars
At least a thousand times
It was the most breath-taking sight I had ever seen
This place is not only in dreams

I had a vision
When the hour struck seven
Those who believed
Outside of dreams
Aimed their hearts and voices towards Heaven
We let The Spirit run through
As we sang Hallelujah