When will I begin to live again :: musical sensory recall

"One day I'll fly away, leave all this to yesterday. Why live life from dream to dream, and dread the day when dreaming ends." How many planes are taking off right now, and how many are landing? Is there any symmetry to the timelines and destinations? I know there are flights that occur daily, and …

You have no idea what I can live with :: A Playlist

  You have no idea what I can live with :: Shane Walsh :: The Walking Dead Character Playlist Collection Listen here at Spotify I'm On Fire :: Bat For Lashes Wicked Game :: Phillip Phillips Tranquilize :: The Killers & Lou Reed Fade Into You :: Stumbleine & Steffaloo Touched :: Vast Nothing's Gonna …

Friday Five :: Reminds me that there’s time to change

Drops of Jupiter (live, acoustic) :: Train Friday Five 5 Things this song reminds me of: 1. There is not a single time that this song comes on the radio that I do not sing-a-long with it. It doesn’t even matter where its playing, I will be there, singing. 2. One of my favorite memories …

Waging wars to shake the poet and the beat :: songs and writings

"I've been roaming around, I was looking down at all I see. Painted faces fill the places I can't reach. You know that I could use somebody." Growing up in the shadows of broken homes, television show (non) realism, and the echoes of childhood fairy tales, well it becomes quite the feat of strength and …

The 80’s :: Your mama don’t know what I got in store for you

"Well, we found a little place that didn't look half bad, I had a whiskey on the rocks, and changed half a dollar for the jukebox." History Lesson:  Rock This Town is a song by the Stray Cats from their UK debut album Stray Cats. Its first U.S. release was on the 1982 album Built for Speed. It peaked at #9 on …

No one could ever forget :: song of the day

"It shouldn't hurt me to be free, it's what I really need, to pull myself together. But, if it's so good being free, would you mind telling me, why I don't know what to do with myself?" In dreams we were friends, hands clasped and running. The air was unseasonably cool, the sun barely there, …