Raindrop Trails

A man needs his element
That is, the decompression of his desires and identity
An explosion consisting of decisions, thoughts, and dreams
The unexplainable tabula rasa experiences that man seeks to discover
Resulting in definitive thesis that man was all born without emotion
Incapable of any thoughtful nature

Rain presses its undefinable shape deep into the pane
The glossy figures swerve and slide their way
Down, down, into the drain
The trail marks left behind speak of a voyage that has never
Been experienced, endured, or studied
It's the same way with a man's thoughts,
The tragic conditioning of a torrential waterfall
Of emotions, tears, feelings and the cure for

This wind is cold to the man
It's a breeze that chills to the core
Vulnerable and resistant to feelings you abhor
It's so much easier to ignore than to restore
Why change attitudes or behaviors when yes sir, you'll take one more
On the rocks, keep your heart locked,
Let that breeze roll in, you see that star?
It's not shining for you anymore

The dripping of water, the eyes pressed to the glass
The hot smudge of breath creates a whirling, damp, fog
The chills on the neck and the memories from the moon's trek
Across the smolten sky, now begin to illuminate a shadow of the room
It's as if fears resemble empty space in life
Scampering, winding, transposing themselves beyond all identity
Pull that coat close sir, pull it tight
The ache in your throat, it's alright

Sweating palms

Remember the times at night in the truck when the air stopped
Negative emotions, trembling motions, the roar in my ears was like an ocean
Taking this drive slow wherever we go, Summertime by the New Kids on the Block
I pull myself closer to her and begin to put this in forward motion,
I gently feel you push away, my cheeks light up like a cinder rock
You continue to smile while you resist me, it stings with a shock

I stare above her and fall back into my seat, this space is too cramped
The summer heat and the gentle beat matches the shadows on the pavement
I'll try once more, I want you, I want this now, our date is stamped
She's not just the flavor of the week, I want this girl to stay
She won't put her trust into someone that might use her
I wish I could make this girl see, I don't want her to be another blur

It's a Saturday night and she's all alone and yet I'm a million miles away . . .

We're singing

Our voice is the loudest in these groves
Heavy with the sense of resentment
We used to be so much different
When I started, you knew that I always meant it
I knew I could make a difference
We started to see it's only a matter of time

Words appeared on my page
Faster than I could pull us away
And I knew this, I knew it
But watch you ruin it
The sparkling spotlight, the focus
The feelings, the preparation of stage
Don't say you are ready to turn the page

So now this book has been written
Our pages have been read,
All we have to say is time goes on
Time no longer means anything
Days and hours on the road on this stray light
It didn't mean anything, nothing at all.

Last Call

The stars are the reflections of our dreams in your eyes
The way I look once, twice, you're my prize
Long drives, loud music, easy smiles
Who knew that we'd face numerous trials
I'm the proudest man living in this place
There's no other girl I would replace
I've got the girl that my 911 can't compete with
It's like its always December twenty-fifth
Repressed, tantalizing, insatiable.

Shivers up my spine crease the thoughts of my world
What I wouldn't do to make you my girl forever
Candlelight dinners, walks down the pier
It's the way you look at me, that twirl in front of my mirror
The slinky looks, sensational sense of humor
This hot and cold attitude, dreams of better days
What happened to that girl that sent me into a craze?
We're stripped, twisted, ripped away.

We make up, we get up, we let up
We're unstable, uneven, unsure
Unrepentant, unreal, insecure?
Its the three am calls, the amounts of texts
Double checks, games, girls on my cellphone
What am I doing? Where are we going?

Hands on my neck, feet on my waist
You're so pretty when you're disgraced
Its a shame to have to chalk this fall from grace
To arrive from a lie, only then we started to erase
Not being able to reach you, half truths
This is not what I asked for, not what I fell for
When you burn this perfect picture, see the door
I fold, bend, crumple through and through.

Giving it up hurts the most
Our conversation is as if talking with ghosts
Plenty of hurt inside, realizing we came that close
Rejection once again has paid its toll
And for a long while, there will be that hollow hole
To the streets, to the grass
I clasp our hands and we both laugh
Enough is enough, let us run.

You're a season

The waves of our resistance define our choices. The consequences of our actions are unparalleled. We drift, spiral, vanish, beyond the means of reason. I don't truly like this; I don't like letting go, going slow, pushing my thoughts of you aside. If you just didn't have that silly smile, the one where I pull you in, gravitate, and run my fingers through your hair. Your dark, dark, cold hair.

It's our roots. We stem from issues unresolved, complications, triangulations, pieces of our hearts spinning by day, thriving at night. Talking through issues, skipping work, playing by ear, remember? Calling you on the phone talking until the sky begins to open, with warm shafts of light press down upon us. Your hand that was in mine. These are the days I live for.

Unequal, inconsequential, insatiable, our appetite grows. It's hard to be the better man, when you keep on dying. Let the pale, still, earth glow and let your eyes open to this new season. It is now just a period of life, where we let go of our strife, our delights, moving for the sake of motion. It's such a dangerous business to keep your thick, desolate door open when these winds blow in; who knows what will push through to you. Never give up.

I say this in honesty, repentance, and inspiration. You were the reason for my innovation, in and out. The waves lap against the house, our shaky foundations built on mud. It's hard to be intertwined when the bricks you build with are made of sand, right? Like a lock in a door, a room to a hallway, wheels to a car, pillow to a bed, I still embrace you. Keep your pretty head up and never let go. This is our season.

Defence of the United States

Too many times I hear friends and people talk about how the United States is a state which controls the affairs of other countries way too much, gets way too involved, and generally, intervenes in situations which are none of its 'business.' The primary example I hear, from friends, MTV, MSNBC, the media, is the War in Iraq. The United States, this conglomerate of media believes, has an agenda in which the 'supreme authority of the United States' overrules the rights and decisions of the state/country in which they are involved in, by simply being arrogant and insisting on the 'American way' in any and all situations. They believe the United State arrogantly interferes in the affairs of countries and their situations, even crises' that it has no business in. They believe the United Nations or the country(s) involved, should simply deal with their own problems.

I completely would disagree. I don't believe the United States has been active enough in the international stage until as of recently. in August 1992, it was U.S. President George H. W. Bush who announced that U.S. military transports would support the multinational UN relief effort in Somalia to deal with the massive starvation and food issues. Meddling with international affairs other then its own? I would think not. We all know what happened from here; in 1993 the disastrous and yet heroic Battle of Mogadishu occurred, and after the dust cleared, newly elected President Bill Clinton pulled all forces from Somalian soil completely (by 1995). Under a Democratic President, the United States refused to intervene in several situations that occurred throughout the world. Too many people around the world complain and place blame on the United States for not being involved in conflicts such as the Rwandan Genocide, the mass murder of an estimated 800,000 to 1,071,000 ethnic Tutsis and moderate Hutus by Hutu militia groups in Rwanda in 1994. However, if the United States had fought in Rwanda with fellow United Nations peacekeepers, chances are, after a couple years of fighting, approval ratings for the conflict would be tanking like a new TV show starring Rosie O'Donnell. Thus, we would begin to hear the whiners, arguing that the United States is greatly involved in affairs which are not peripherally related to the supreme national interests of its country. In the USA, you can't win for losing.

There is still more examples. President Clinton also refused to mobilize U.S. ground troops in fighting the Bosnian Serb Army in Bosnia and Herzegovina in 1995 and the Yugoslav Army in the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia (specifically, the province of Kosovo) in 1999. All of these conflicts which resulted in thousands and thousands of civilians deaths were basically ignored by the US, which focused less on a preemptive foreign policy active in the Third World. Yet I hear people still argue that the United States meddles way too much in affairs of way too many nations... I truly do not see the basis for this argument.
Thus when U.S. President George W. Bush retaliated after 9/11 with the invasion of Afghanistan, he was more then just 'meddling in the affairs' of other countries that had nothing to do with 9/11 (as my friends argue). He was responding directly to the attacks on the United States, and the terrorist training camps for Al-Qaeda that were being created there.

To conclude, the War in Iraq, the War in Afghanistan are just that, war. Afghanistan is a large mess, resurgence of the Taliban has been devastating to Canadian and American soldiers. However, in many parts of the country, women now no longer live under law that prevents covering their skin, and Afghani's now have the ability to live in a semi-democracy, rather then a Taliban regime. The United States is there for a reason, albeit the War in Iraq was based on false information; but essentially, they have been able to help encourage democracy and freedom in the Middle East. The fact that Saddam Hussein will no longer mass murder Kurds with gas, the ability for people of the country of Iraq to have freedoms and rights, and the fact that millions of Iraqi's can now vote democratically is simply astounding. The media which surrounds us loves to portray the War in Iraq and the sacrifices the United States has made for the sake of freedom as useless, exaggerated, and not worth the high cost. And to an extent they are right; war is the ultimate consequence. Let us not forget the extent to which we pay for our own freedoms. God Bless America and God Bless Canada.

Sway Tonight

Shadows dance, spin, and spiral across
The streets, the movement of the sun fading away reveals a horizon
So unpredictably amber; its as if God has stroked a magical brush
Through the landscape and tracing the outline of the stars in the sky
The glow of our city, blended with heat make us wish we could fly
The dimming sun is setting and we begin sweating
Relax, relax, let the senses of your reflexes act.

We drive in silence, in pure unattainable lust,
Agony, excitement, this is such a rush
Our fingers intertwined, the streetlights pave our way
The look of desire on your face is all you betray
It's hard to drive straight when I'm in such disarray
The wave of heat fills this space and I let out a smile
I'm keeping this heat trapped, never letting you go
It's so hard to drive when you won't go slow...

I watch the kiss and it turns me on
It makes me feel as though I am helpless and there is nothing else
I pull her down towards me, I stare right through her
When I hold your narrow waist and pull you tight
I wish this was what life was always like
The way your arms feel around my back, relax, relax
Let the senses of your reflexes act.

We sway, so sway, never let this end
The magic, this aggressive passion descend
Pulling us close, swaying like ghosts
I give it all, I won't fade away
I give it all, I won't fade away
I give it all, I won't fade away