Unfinished...

Something I am working on. Its unfinished. Please feel free to make comments or add something via comment!

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You got this look up on your face, like you never want to leave the sanctity of this place, the perfection is written quietly on the walls. While the wind blows outside and shutters like the rain, only the silence of sound can escape. We speak volumes and yet we never say a word, hands intertwined not touching but sharing the air between two hearts, a comfortably awkward space. You raise your eyes to the heavens, they rest comfortably with my gaze halfway to the sky. They say all you feel, silently, and trace a star's path as if the night was visible across my face, a look so deep I feel it for all my preceding years
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"All I Can See"

I want to walk through this doorway I want to open my mind I want to pledge my allegiance to all I can find. I want a car that will crash through the barriers to a road no one knows. I want to feel less control, want to bend and I want to land far from home. The revolution of the earth around the sun is the perfect lesson of how it should be. So if i cannot learn to journey and return, to never rest till I've seen all I can see... I want to learn a completely new language, one I don't understand. I want to help someone lost, someone helpless, with the strength of my hand. I want to come to the base of a statue built before they counted the years, and there i'll fall with my face in my hands and cry and feel their hope in my tears. The revolution of the earth around the sun is the perfect lesson of how it should be. So if I cannot learn, to journey and return, to never rest till I've seen all I can see... Train rides and pastures colliding... colors and customs i've never seen... I know I, yes I know I, I know I will stumble but time is precious my friend. Those who journey can easily understand, the more they see the more they'll learn, the more that they will be. So this I swear to you, and this I swear to me, I'll never rest till I've seen all I can see. No, I'll never rest till I've seen all i can see. I want to know where the stength of a person lies, in their past or their future. Is it in the way that they hurt or they love themselves or is it all an illusion? I want to crawl from this skin that i'm painted in... Body, please let it give. I want to find the creator of all good things and ask what it means to live.
- "All I Can See"
Brendan James, Musician