July 2011
Book of Caverns - Champion City
Trudge on, see through the grit of winter
See to the glare of summer
Boundless drive, Endless drives,
we all wished that we had
And you’ll learn more about your life
behind those loudspeakers,
than those classroom walls.
We’ve all had these days.
Friend once said
“steady on the plough, steady on the wheel”
Those words engraved on my heart,
entrenched in my mind
spilling out of me.
You will travel every road…
and they all lead back
champion city, champion hearts
this is a song for the beautiful vagrants.
this is a song for the wage slave students
writing history in books and basements.
please come home
Ampere - A Letter To a Friend
There is no structure that compares to my heart, nor is there a formula to map it out. nothing compares to this dying; i don’t expect you to understand. just hold my hand. care, that’s enough. i whisper into your ear, “there is no way i could express with words just how much you make me feel alive.”