August 2011
Just Listen
I’m here for the, fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers. For the guilty, the innocent citizens, and the immigrants. If you, ain’t listen you’re missin out. Bear witness to the realist style. If my voice didn’t work, but my hands could talk? Would you take the time to see what a deaf man thought? I could be alone and homeless. Hurt won’t heal, but my...
July 2011
You Lost Me
I am done, smoking gun We’ve lost it all, the love is gone She has won, now it’s no fun We’ve lost it all, the love is gone And we had magic And this is tragic You couldn’t keep your hands to yourself I feel like our world’s been infected And somehow you left me neglected We’ve found our lives been changed Babe, you lost me And we tried, oh how we cried We lost...