so long, so long

we're all walking contradictions

hold you in my arms - ray lamontagne
when you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears
it was easy to see that you'd been crying
seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns
but who really profits from the dying
i could hold you in my arms
i could hold you forever
i could hold you in my arms
i could hold you in my arms forever

when you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions
it's my worried mind that you quiet
place your hands on my face
close my eyes and say
love is a poor man's food
don't prophesize
i could hold you in my arms
i could hold you forever
and I could hold you in my arms
i could hold you forever

so now we see how it is
this fist begets the spear
weapons of war
symptoms of madness
don't let your eyes refuse to see
don't let your ears refuse to hear
or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness
i could hold you in my arms
i could hold on forever
and I could hold you in my arms
i could hold forever

alright. here's how it goes. one day/night of the weekend. starting with friday. ready, set, sail!

friday night:

went to the mall. needed some things. you know. but i had some very interesting..let's call them witnessings.

i witnessed...
..a soda pop disaster
..a construction breakdown
..a broken bone
..a robbery
..a forgiveness
..a first kiss
..a last goodbye
..a argument
..a breakup
..a breakdown
..a broken heart
..a smile
..a death
..a sunset

came home and played guitar.

saturday day:

did what i do best of course. pretended to be a racecar driver! no really. i did. actually it was more like a zamboni driver. when it's broken down and given a "technical" name, it's known as a lawn manager. i call a grass cutter. so much easier. but after about 78 laps i jumped off and went swimming, "like you do."

saturday night:

this is where my pyro technics come in. short story shorter, had a fire. started that at about six, and i sat out there for six hours (do the math people). but there was something i realized as i sat out there and played my guitar in near total darkness (i was too comfortable to get more fire wood). i realized i came up with some sort of analogy.
not trying to copy you andy
you are the moon. scaring away all the shadows.

crappy. but what the heck.

sunday:

went to church. then had all family over. it was fun. like it usually is. what more can i say? swam almost all day. played a little soccer. ate. did what me and my cousins do best. don't know what that is, but oh well. gave a little taste of british comedy.

now that's where it's at.

that was my weekend. but seeing as the week doesn't end. or isn't ending. i don't know. too tired right now to think.
one last thing. i'm at volleyball camp all week. so i might not be in a mood to talk. not trying to use it as an excuse, but whatever.
"check out please"