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Monday, July 10, 2006

Missing Person

Another question in me
One for the powers that be
Its got me thrown and so
I put on my poker face
And try to figure it out
This undeniable doubt
A common occurrence
Feeling so out of place

Guarded and cynical now
Cant help but wondering how
My heart evolved into a
Rock beating inside of me
So I reel, such a stoic ordeal
Wheres that feeling that I dont feel?

There was a boy who had the faith to move a mountain
And like a child he would believe without a reason
Without a trace he disappeared into the void and
Ive been searching for that missing person

Under a lavender moon
So many thoughts consume me
Who dimmed that glowing light
That once burned so bright in me
Is this a radical phase
A problematical age
That keeps me running
From all that I used to be

Is there a way to return
Is there a way to unlearn
That carnal knowledge
Thats chipping away at my soul
Ive been gone too long
Will I ever find my way home?





Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Breaking Night

This is my 32nd hour without sleep. Last night I worked from 3 till 11 and then headed off to my friend Lars' party in Bushwick. Spent the whole night talking, having water balloon fights, drinking absynthe and just chilling on his rooftop. The sun came up and I went back to work.

It was one of the worst days aever at AMR. Fucking crazy... no units and angry people all over the place.

I'm at John's crib now and we're about to head out to meet up with Spin and Moe to watch the fireworks in Greenpoint.

Ok Bye. I'm tired.






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