Those boys don't come around here no more
Probably all moved far away
And if they return on the trains from the big cities
I wouldn't recognize their face
'Cause they changed so much that they might as well be someone else
At the risk of sounding like a hypocrite
'Cause lord knows I've changed myself
Yeah, I still got this smile on
I'll wear it across my face
And if you still cannot see the positives
Then you're just not looking my way
And you changed so much so you might want to be someone else
Run the risk of being an impressionist
'Cause we should all become ourselves
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
believe
everyday i wake up and think about what kind of man i want to be
when i die what will i be known for?
what will i leave behind?
who will follow and then lead?
who will understand what i am about?
i am only alive
break the molds
create creative chaos
and reinvent the way things are done.
when i die what will i be known for?
what will i leave behind?
who will follow and then lead?
who will understand what i am about?
i am only alive
break the molds
create creative chaos
and reinvent the way things are done.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
X
i don't know why this was on my mind, but it was about a year ago when my great grandfather passed away.
i've never seen a dying man before until that day.
i've never seen a dying man before until that day.
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