Far Away

What is today? That makes it seem like a world far, far away.
Where is tomorrow? How does it come in the picture?
Walking down the same beaten path? So am I.
There's only more like me. Who am I to be special?
(There's only more like me. Who am I to be special?)
What is today? That makes it seem like a world far, far away.

Bruins Game 2

I tuned in when the Caps scored.(Maybe I shouldn't have tuned in.) Fight at the end of the 2nd period was awesome. I believed Boston could still pull this off. However, Tim Thomas's playoff streak was snapped by the Cap's goal. The 3rd period began and Bruin's looked sloppy; shooting wide. There was 10:22 left, puck was deflected out of play. 8:49 to go, no more goals by either team. Bruin's fans (such as myself) tensed and feeling grim. Then, out of the safe of miracles BRUINS GOAL by Ben POULIOT w/7:47 to go. The game is now tied 1-1. All Cap's fans get sweaty. Tim Thomas deflects a puck out of play. Bruin's are offside w/5:55 left. What's going to happen?! 2:26 to go, Backstrom gets taken down, from behind, in front of the net.The siren sounds, signaling the end of the 3rd period. Caps and my Boston are now in overtime. Tim Thomas goes into overtime w/28 saves.Caps and Bruins both are shooting wide.4:58 into overtime and still no change. 12:33 to go and Boston has had 2 shots in overtime. Come on! Come on! 9:20 to go in overtime and still no change. What is Boston doing?! 6:42 to go and there's a save by Thomas. 5:29 to go 37 shots by the Bruins, approximately and score is still 1-1. 1:00 minute to go and shot deflected. Thought Bruin's had that one. The siren sounds, 41 shots by the Bruins and no change in score. It's the end of the 1st overtime. The Caps scored a goal in the 2nd overtime and won game 2. 2-1 Washington. Sad.

Life

Here, I stand listening intently to you
Rant and rave about no one, nothing. Impossibilities
Fake, it's all fake. Yet, here I stand

The things I know
I'm praying for you, praying for you
I hope you land on two solid feet
One day sometime soon
I'll be proud to know you, proud to know you
For right now
I'm praying for you, praying for you

I'm letting go of this life
This menace to society
This brain waste called sobriety
The ins and outs of mad labor

Dissolve, resolve, and sift through the sands of time
Fake, it's all fake. The soul it turns
Dashing for laughter in the dark
Tunnels never ending, doors open wide
Push through the edge
I hope you land on two solid feet

One day sometime soon
I'll be proud to know you, proud to know you
For right now
I'm praying for you, praying for you

I'm letting go of this life
This menace to society
This brain waste called sobriety
The ins and outs of mad labor

Days To Forget

The footprints I leave seem to follow me
Curved, un straight, but always true
I left my mark in the sand
Gave me a sense of self, pride
Until the great tide washed away
All I had made

The ships on the horizon of setting sun
Make me lethargic for a sail
to be captain for a day
Just feel alive in surf

What's next?
Where do I go?
Doesn't matter to the moon
And the silver's so bright
I don't care to be anywhere else
Just the water, moon, and me
We whisper secrets to the wind

I long for a whiskey or scotch
That my life wouldn't be such a botch
I'm a blip in time
That the days will soon forget

Sun doesn't hold a ray for me
For I would be to bright too comprehend
For it's always the wisest
That go overlooked, on a hook

We're all as fish in the oceans of life
Cast us off to live another day
Where we'll blur into city sidewalks
With construction and obstruction

The sun will beat
On my days to forget