“so you can take your midnight ramblin’…, and you can keep your winding roads”

“… Living inside my heart. Living inside of me.”

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sweet desire, flicker becomes the fire

If the air could carry you far from the “madding crowd.” And the morning after could change the way you feel about how you feel about me, then we could tell hallmark, you’ve got the day off.

Till then I’ll be me and you will be you. And country music will be, well country music.

Fiat Lux

Comes a time
Where the minutes
Are like little stars the shine
as bright as the hours
as long as the days,
all of Which I hold close in my heart
everything your are to me. strong as the trees,
fresh as a summer breeze
as warm as a baby first breath

This is everything that comes to mind,
everything my eyes can see,
all things my heart has dreamed

This is who I am,
this is how I see you,
in me,
all I can say
Is, I am everything I’m suppose to be.
Because I set you free.
Because you had faith in me.
…and I had all my faith in you.

I’m in love with you,
not the idea of you.

Fiat lux © 2006 finnperkins

Up-Posted Date © 2011 finnperkins

Howie Day Collide

as the sun came up this morning…

thankful for another day
cause I let yesterday get away
never knowing when to say the reasons
why everything i know of you
takes everything I have,
to stand beside you

wonder if i’ll ever get pass
that feeling from reeling
the not knowing
or the understanding why
the my reasons for not showing you
what it is to be
right by your side

will i be myself again
tell you that
your laughter holds me together
your smile gets me through
so many empty miles

wonder if i’ll ever get pass
that feeling from reeling
the not knowing
or the understanding why
the my reasons for not showing you
what it is to be
right by your side

standing inside myself
i can see all the possibilities
all the seasons changing
all my reasons changing
just inside those eyes.

Just inside those eyes.

© 2011 finnperkins

“…eleven months to get to the best month of the last year.”

reflections on 2010 –

I realize a calendar year consist of 12 months. I also realize it took eleven months to get to the best month of the last year.

Thanks for a great December… you all know who you are, …if you don’t; I guess it didn’t mean as much to you as it did to me. Looking forward to more week-ends that make the work week that much more dull.


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