| And if the sun refused to shine,
the frozen heat stops all the lines,
I will bask under the warm sun rise in your eyes.
And if the darks my only sight,
know my love for you is blind.
I will feel my way right back into your life.
And if our paths are left unseen,
At least we'll know where we have been.
We will sit over roof-top views of our lives.
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| The beauty of music: though life only gets tougher, music can only get better. music renovates itself. a simple tune can sometimes send a jolt of life to even the most mellow of moments. though under the same light, music has the unforgiving ability to do the exact opposite. from excitement, love, or broken relationships, we have at least a million times in our lives been moved to great distances by a simple and universal compilation of intro--verse--bridge--chorus--verse--chorus--outro. whatever it be from hip hop, jazz, gospel, country, to slow jams, when a song hits you, it hits you. and you know it, 'cause it hits you hard.
In a way, music Is life. like life and music, beats change from time to time. it tip-toes through our headphones and hits nerves we never knew existed. but like life, records skip and moods change as we all cling on our grips of self control and reality; struggling just to keep up with the pace that life moves in...but sooner or later, we realize that the only beats that really matter are the ones that live inside us.
Life Is music. we will all be the summation of intro--verse--bridge--chorus--verse--chorus--outro. and though we cant stop change, we can only do our best to embrace it. |
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| So a few years back there was a big fire in the Riverside community.
W I L L i TIRED: hah so wut happend when riverside got burned
W I L L i TIRED: kinda ironic isnt it...RIVER side got burned
W I L L i TIRED: Fire beat water dat day agree???
fatty the philosopher. ...or captain planet, whatever-which-way you want to call him.
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| i find joy in pulling "all-niters" in prep for final exams. why? cause when faced with high levels of adversity, im forced to learn all sorts of useful information. one being, that: coffee makes me really really gassy.
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| how true it is that it's hard to love anything when you can't love yourself.
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