Journeys of A Man

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

When will afternoon become evening?

The blanket covers me
til I'm drowning in fabric
I can't stand it
it hurts, it hurts
yet I'm freezing
it's so cold I need it, I need it
I could do without the drowning
it's like the one lover who
didn't love you back
it's a train that's jumped its track
just to crack your back
when you went for a walk
and now your body is surrounded by white-chalk

Tuesday, May 08, 2007


When I crossover it's just me, right?
It's just me on that journey?

It is just me on that journey.

What is the question?
The question is, who will meet me on the other side?
I've thought, I've tried, but they don't come to mind.
If you see this as desperation, well then I guess it's desperation.

It's hard to be me in this world.
It's hard to be me in this world.
Shut it all down and spin...yeah, go for a whirl.

It is just me on that journey.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Alguna vez despues,
Alguna vez antes,
En alguna parte de en medio,
Nos fuimos seperando poco a poco
Y se que no puedo regresar
a ella de nuevo,
No hasta que mi corazon
piense que puedo.

Friday, May 04, 2007

Who are you?

If you are out there, sign your name.
If you're shy, let me start...Joam...or is it...


I went looking for you
you weren't looking for me
did our paths ever cross
or was the cause always lost?
Where tears sank into the Earth
and emotions were stuck like large stones
my emotions had lost all their worth
and my body was a pile of bones.