frostbitten light

there's something magical and mysterious about about a full moon on a frigid night. the air is crisp and clear, the rays of light from the moon reflect off the snow, giving the scenery an eerie quality. clouds chase each other across a bright night sky, racing to see who will be first to reach the stars. the naked trees shiver as the wind tosses their empty branches. everything is quiet. no words can fully capture the picture of an open field illuminated by a full moon when the air is so cold and clear it feels like you're breathing pureness. no one can quite describe that thrill you get when you see something so profoundly beautiful it takes your breath away. nor is there a camera that can preserve the moment in a way that makes it real. you need to experience, and the experience is divine.

Night and Immortal

Smile like you mean it, cuz andy you're a star
you're back on top, with all the pretty faces
leave the bourbon on the shelf and move away
if you change your mind then i can't stay
losing touch is no joy ride
cuz somebody told me this river is wild
the spaceman is a human
but that's not the world we live in
forget about what i said
because of all these things that i've done
this is your life to tranquilize
cuz under the gun, i had daddy's eyes
who let you go mr brightside?
cuz uncle jonny needs your bones
this is your life, so i can't stay
but for reasons unknown
a crippling blow in a midnight show
will reveal where the white boys dance
sweet talk away the shadowplay
and the glamorous indie rock and roll
remember the dustland fairy tale?
the neon tiger would show you how
everything will be alright,
but ruby, don't take your love to town
or you'll be like romeo and juliet
why do i keep counting
when my list has been an enterlude
the ballad of michael valentine told you
how jenny was a friend of mine
bling (the confessions of a king) was new
and sam's town had an exitlude
goodnight, travel well.

complacency

what happened to the passion

that once rose fiery red

what happened to desire

to see our hunger fed

when did the drive

that we applied

decide to run away

and why are we

content to be

complacent in its stead

where did the purpose go

that helped us once grow

since when is it acceptable to stall

how did we lose resolve

to have this puzzle solved

when did we find our backs against a wall

but how can we rekindle

the once bright burning flame

and why would we reach out

to try to stop its wain

when will we finally wake up

and come to realize

we'll never really see Him

but through a child's eyes