Words are real.
 

'Everyone I ever loved
Went down in history...
The blue eyes came
The brown eyes left...
And the rest is misery
Dreams are trash
On the side of the road
All starry eyed - tongue all tied
There's something you should know
I could have died with you
And Boston is the reason
I'm feeling so blue - damn you
City lights and colder nights
I'm innocent (minus the fights)
Praying out loud for a winter of quiet
Friday nights are killing me
I fall asleep - pen in hand
There's something you should know
I could have died with you
And Boston is the reason
I'm feeling so blue
Cities aren't a way to cure a disease
And I don't even know
Why you listen to me
A razor wristed kid
Looking forward to ends
If love was a bridge
You'd be the one in the fens
"All the kids are fucking dead"
I write "with love and a gun to my head"
these days aren't going to last too long
(i know - i know - i know)
I'm drawing words from a tired heart
I'm drawing blood from a tired heart'

cheers.

here's to words.


:glugglug

stoner

I am drunk not stoned.

swoit punk

:glugglug

Are you that broke?

It's everywhere.

where are you?

words are words...

real is real. Words do not equate to the real.

To some words are real.

My grandmothers last words to me are real, and i felt those more than any words ever.

how are they not real?

they're just words man..... words only have meaning if YOU attach meaning to them. Otherwise they are just words. Not much different than a burp. Pretty much a sound wave. What you attach to that sound wave is what gives it real meaning or not.

If I am deaf and standing facing away from you as you speak..... your words are unheard, unattached, and as meaningless as vapor.