One last time 

SAY IT WITH ME

You'll miss the ventures

To the South

I'll miss the ventures

To the North

Maybe we'd be better off

If we met in the wetlands

Instead of the desert

Perhaps we should have went hunting

Instead of to the movies

Maybe I'm not much of a kisser

But you're not much of a lover

So I guess that makes us even 

Doesn't it?

Doesn't it?

Doesn't it?

Say it with me, doesn't it?

I don't know what I'm talking about

Anymoo :D

Cow in the sky!

Moo

:] 

Did you know?

My favorite color used to be blue

Now it's orange

I never space out

I'm just thinking too much

I wear a scarf to sleep

My first dream every night

Involves me being hurt

I can't remember the last time

I cried

I've felt an emotional blade

Far too often this year

I don't know what tomorrow brings

Besides laundry

I'd love to learn how to really cook

I want to go to Hawaii

I wouldn't mind working in a cubicle

If it meant a great window view behind me

Melatonin works better

If you think it will

My gloves don't smell the way

I want them to smell

My beard is growing more towards the right

Than the left

I can never say no to a cupcake

I used to have an obsession with

Beethoven and Mozart

My old room had a poster of the Sistine Chapel

Next to Jessica Alba

I miss Looney Tunes

I miss the simple days

I'd love to have a garden some day

I promise I'll throw a masquerade ball if I'm ever rich

I'm always training myself to not care for once

I'm thinking about finally getting my license next summer

If I get my license big road trip

Is it sad that on my 21st birthday I don't want to go out and get drunk?

I'd love to have a kitten or puppy one day

I really don't want to get married 

Kids are out of the question too

I wouldn't mind being that crazy Uncle though

I wish I could get locked in a room with nothing in it

But books so i could finally get all my reading done

Alice in Wonderland has such a strong place in my heart

I wish I were a kid again

My right shoe usually goes on before my left

You make me think there's something wrong with me

Penguins are the best animal

When I go to bed I don't like light...AT ALL

I've never made a succesful Gingerbread house

I could go for General Tso's Chicken right now

I miss Mr. Cheng

Banana is in my top ten list of word usage

I'd love to go back to Montauk one summer with friends

I think Australia has been calling my name for far too long

I'm a righty

I have to open soda bottles with my left hand though

I DON'T KNOW WHY

I'm a black belt

Dry heaving is one of the worst things in the world

I get random pains a lot

No really a lot, it makes me concerned

I wish my hair didn't stick to the brick wall next to my bed

I could eat like a billion hotdogs or pizza bagels

It's a meatball hero, not sub

Just now I thought of dinner at home and could smell it

I miss my dad's lasagna with the little meatballs

I miss using a deep frier for funsies

Miracle Berries are quite interesting

I'm ever so thankful for these headphones from my brother

I don't have a good sleep schedule

I miss going to hockey games

I want to go to another soccer game

I enjoy plane rides

But I hate heights

That's all I want to write for now

Say Goodnight!

Goodnight

Secrets

I always wonder if anyone knows my secrets

Or well, they're not really secrets

But just little things I do

Or have 

That no one has yet to acknowledge 

Or possibly notice

Recent things that come to thought

I wonder if they know:

They have their own spot on my buddy list

I always look up their stairwell when I walk by

Their book will be finished one day

I'm hoping one day I'll see them wear it

I'll miss them when they leave

I miss them that they're not here

Alone time is never alone time because my head doesn't shut up

I started because of you

How comfortable they are

How I rarely eat lately

I remember every little detail...

...And if I say I don't remember a person, name

Or event, I'm usually lieing

Chicken fingers and french fries will always be my favorite meal

Mozzerella sticks will always be my favorite appetizer

I wish I could make amazing nachos

I wish I could have chinese food right now

I wish I could start up a band

And then TOUR THE WORLD

I miss the simple times

And I need to call Johnson

Let him know

The oven is on fire

And his cookies

Will never arrive

I'm sorry Johnson

The cookies are on fire

The bathtub is overflowing 

I can't stop the faucet

If you learn how to play

The trumpet real well

You can join my traveling band

We'll dance and sing

Across the country side

You'll get paid five dollars a show

And eat for free

You can't beat that

Can you?

Come with me

Just come with me

Please?

If you'd like to know what's going on in my head 

I'll tell you now

I'm afraid

Worried about what's going to happen

What is being brought with next semester

I wish I could play acoustic guitar

I wish the cold didn't burn my skin like so

And I'm going to hope things turn out better

Than I'm planning

Maybe you'll stay

Maybe you will come around

And tell me how you truly feel

Stop being a bastard

We don't have time for that

Maybe I'll get in awesome shape

And become a super hero

Maybe everything will make sense

Through the new bushes

I'll have to travel around

Come on now

It isn't as bad as you're making it out to be

Stop overexaggerating

Her lips don't get as cold

As ice

But you claim that its a fact

You can't argue fact

But I know for a matter of fact

You're lying through your teeth

Stop lying around

On a Friday evening

There are things that to be done

There are people

That need to be talked to

And you're just going to sit around?

You're just going to wait around?

You're not passive

You're not someone that sits on the sideline

GET UP AND GO GO GO GO GO GO

So Hello to you

I know you can see into my head

I know you can tell me what's

Being pumped around with my blood

Let's dance

Let's dance

Let's dance and sing

My name is Tim

I was born on July 15th, 1988

That makes me 20 years old

My favorite color is orange

I'm a big fan of music, culture and 

Having an unknown sort of pride

In everything I speak

My personality comes off as always 

Having a map

But I'm pretty lost in it all

And I'm just trying to get a hook

Into everything that passes my way

So when the wind blows

It won't all go away

I'm emotionally lost

And keep digging myself a deeper hole

Things used to be simpler

Now they're just complicated

I'll learn something from this

I don't really know what

But I'll learn

She'll learn

And maybe the bystanders

Will as well

You're not a robot

But you can teach yourself

To never feel like one

I don't need no cigarette, baby

I'm filled with enough nicotine

I'm light headed enough

And my bodies already falling apart

Why should I speed up the process

Because you're outside being cold and alone?

I'll rub your shoulders

Give you my jacket

And if it all goes well

I'll shake your hand

But that's as far as I go

I'm sorry but that's it

Magically bored

On a wide street corner

UPPERS AND DOWNERS?!

INSIDE OUTSIDE!?

WHERE HAVE I BEEN?!

OUT OF MY BRAIN ON THE 5:15

I miss the Bass Guitar

I need to bring my amp up

So I can woo those women

Who don't understand a thing

About bad guitar playing

Hole punching in a straight line

Where did all those little circles go?

Loving is as loving does

Hold my hand tightly

As we cross the street

I don't want us to part

His bathtub was

Filled with shrimp, crabs and 

Octopus tenticles

The ones which never sold

From the seafood shop

Because we all know

They've been soaking in bleach

But if I know

You know

And all of them passing by know

Why don't they do something ?

It seems to be

We're going down stream

Which means this

We're heading in a southern

East or West

Going where

I'm not sure

Heading where

I don't know

But we're stuck together on this raft

Unless you'd like to fall off

And end your life.

Please oh please

Don't you see

We're just sailing away

On this blackened sea

Please oh please

Somebody save me

There once was a sailor

Who always kept one hand

In his pocket

And I don't know why

And I really don't know why

But he buried all of his gold

At sea

Rumor has it

Legend has it

His treasure chest filled with booty

And valuable pleasures

Still rests at the bottom 
But it's guarded by man eating sharks

Giant Squids

And Killer Whales

If we don't hurry now

We'll never make it

I always like to be there on time

To guarantee a good seat

I don't want to sit next to babies

And I'd rather not share a seat

With a man who doesn't know

Know how to hold his liquor

I can pick them out

I swear it

I SWEAR IT

She moved out to Kansas

To take care of a patient

I was told it was strictly business

My gut knew that wasn't her intention

In our room

Everything is just the way she left it

"I'll come back for it, I promise."

She was never taught how to lie well

But I guess that's why she went to medical school

And I went to law

Two very different people

Sharing a life

Maybe I was too greedy

Maybe she didn't care at all

----

Your side of the bed is still unmade

It's going to stay that way

Until you return from Kansas

Correction, if you return from Kansas

Oh well, loving is as loving does

And I guess Law school should have taught me

Well enough to never trust a stranger

You met off the street

Because all they're going to want

Is your money and then eventually

Walk out the door with your heart

Leaving behind the trust 

You valued ever so much

December is just a day away

You always told me 

The first snow of the season

Determined what the new year would bring

I never quite grasped that concept

But the young love we shared

Made me feel like I was open

To obscure thoughts of structure

Order and the world's true call

Maybe one day we'll meet

Face to face

In the city you were born

This time I'll bring the matches

And you're stuck with the loaf

When I'm with you

Nothing is ever said

Besides a question for a cigarette

Our eyes do most the talking

Our hands always fishing for our

Little lost secrets

I still don't know where you're from

But if asked 

I could tell anyone

Exactly where to touch 

To get a smile

---

The rubble just doesn't crumble

The way it used to

The sandbox is far from fun now

Oh come on now

You really didn't expect me

To move out to Kansas

You're a doctor

I'm a lawyer

Go take care of other patients

And forget about this one

I don't trade in hospitals

-----

Where did all this frustration come from?

I remember baking ginger bread cookies

And using icing to give the gingermen frowns

In preparation of the feasts

When I played G.I. Joe's

I acted out the scenes in between war

Because it is there the true soldier comes out

Snow Angels always seemed in complete

To me

Just lying there on the ground

Trying to picture all the twisted metal

From a car crash

Makes my brain throb 

-----

We used to sit on roof tops

Spit down on streets

Arguing

Over which Taco Bell sauce packet quote 

Fit better with our relationship

You chose the North

I chose the South

But we both knew

Our hearts lied in the West

For my birthday

You brought me out to the sea

And we played guessing games

Trying to figure out 

How many knots away

A mermaid or treasure chest might be

Where did all this frustration come from?

We're going to have to travel out to sea

31 Knots 

Until you'll be able to see

There's nothing out here 

But you and me

I hate to sound cliche

But that's apparently the only way

You'll ever listen to me

Snap your fingers to the beat

Like it was a song by Queen

Cavier and Cigarettes

Dress up fancy like we were going

To the opening of a VIP Art Gallery

Sol Lewitt's Final Piece

Keep your head up high

The War won't last as long as

The General says

Rome wasn't bult in a day

But London was most certainly

Burned down in three

Keep your head on straight

Mostly for me

That's all I'm asking

Stay strong 

For me

-----

We're moving out to Autumn

To get away from this heat

The leaves are coming

But they're going to have to 

Adjust and change

To the cooler breeze

I'm leaving behind 

All my bright colors

In exchange for a more

Natural look

Dark red

Dirty orange

And plenty of leather brown

Your mother wants to move again

This time to Winter

I told her I hear it's rough there

If you aren't prepared

And I don't know if I am

With this current economic situation

I'm not quite sure I'm generating enough

Heat warmth security

To make it through a dark white night

In the town of Winter

I don't know about you kids

But living off of cocoa 

Doesn't sound too good for the bones

I knew Winter was a bad idea 

Maybe we'll find a better life

Out in Spring

The money isn't needed as much

And we won't have to worry

About personal expenses 

Involving entertainment

Since the local community

Is apparently pretty friendly

Lots of fields

Lots of flowers

Should be good for the muscles

Maybe Spring will be 

Where your mother and I will

Retire

Back to Summer so it seems

Spring wasn't what it was

Made out to be

I miss this town though

It keeps me going

It keeps me moving

I feel like I have a perfect figure

Whenever I'm living in the town

Of Summer

I don't know why we ever left

Randomly I decided today

I'm going to give away

All the things in my collection

Which shine the color of red

Red like the veins of your motherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr's

Wrist?

Wait No

No

NO

NOOO ALL WRONG LETS START AGAIN

I went down to the Four Aces Pub

Trying my best at a hand of 

The bouqet of flowers

That rested ontop of the bar top

Maybe you'll go away

And fall away

Until I don't like where this is going

I don't like where you're going

I don't like that we can never say

Hey would you like to dance

Without it being that awkward

Bubbly feeling

Only teenagers get at their prom

Just talk from underneath

Like singers from the chest

Your doctor always said

There's a ballet dancer in your legs

Keeping the rhythm going

Down to your toes

Don't fall in the snow.

I don't think we click the way

We used to

Your gears are too short

Mine are just rusted.

My friends and I all went to see

What's going on in the valley below

Maybe there's a festival

Maybe there's a fair

Maybe nothing at all

We'll drive with the top up

Because Rachel doesn't want leaves

In her hair

And Bobby hates the feeling

That his hat might blow away

Plus no one really wants to know

Jason is blasting music

Most would say doesn't match the color

Of his skin

But it's okay we all have our own personal

Ways

There's a bottle of Jim Bean

There's a bottle of Rye

Whiskey Dry

Jack Daniel's on the table side

Sailor Jerry fell down the stairs

And no one knows why

The room is spinning

The room keeps spinning

And I can't seem to focus my two

Blood shot eyes

The Garden State is filled

With Toxic Waste

Thanks to Yours Truly

Go talk behind the waterfall

If you want to whine

Pink doesn't go well with bruise

And bruise doesn't go well with Maroon

So if you want to meet me at the butcher shop

It better be at noon

I'll have the ground beef

And don't forget the blood

My daughter wants hotdogs for dinner

But I think kielbasa will settle better

She's learning new foods

But her mother can't keep up

The bills are knocking

The collectors are coming

But that's okay

Because I'm here to say

I love beef.

And one day it'll happen

Maybe we'll cross paths

At a random art gallery

I know you have your ties

And I have my connections

Bumping into each other

Doesn't sound as crazy as I thought

Free Champagne

Free Wine

Cocktail Dress for you

Probably with one of those crazy

Sol Lewitt designs

Geometry was never my thing

Blazer for me

Fedora for me

Aquaman t-shirt underneath

Maybe this time

I'll call us a cab

Maybe this time around

You'll come home with me

Maybe 

----

You always said to me

"I'm going to design the city skyline,

You'll see."

I'm not one to doubt

But I never like to point out the obvious

You're caught in your tornado of a World

Convinced everyone needs your breath 

So they can breathe

Well sugar

Well suga

Maybe one day,

You'll see

This city isn't big enough for me.

Quicksand is my favorite

Kind of ground

You'll get picked up by the Garbage Man

Because you know where they're going

And that's your home at 5 in the morning.

Punch right into my skull

Please

For the sake of all that is cinnamon and bazil

Orange is far from your color

You'll see

You'll see

You got the monkey.