Yesterday

I dreamt you held me tight
But I've dreamt that before
You whispered "everything will be alright"
You've never said that before
And yet now, before comes the night
I wish I was again in your arms
Waiting together for the light
Held closer than ever before

You've been walking in my thoughts all day
I don't know how to deal yet
But I don't want you to go away
Some things are not real yet
I can't say it, but I want you to stay
I wish I was again in your arms
No matter what they might say
There is hope that this will happen yet

Coffee

"There's plenty of time left tonight
I promised I'd have you home before daylight
We do the best we can in a small town
Act like big city kids when the sun goes down

If it's not too late for coffee
I'll be at your place in ten
We'll hit that all night diner
And then we'll see

There's so many things I have to say
I'll stay up all night to hear about your day
We do the best we can in a small town
Act like kids in love when the sun goes down

If it's not too late for coffee
I'll be at your place in ten
We'll hit that all night diner
And then we'll see

There's a love that transcends
All that we've known of ourselves
And I'll wait for it to come
I'll wait for it to come
Well it's got to be strong to touch my heart
Through its shell
And I'll wait for it to come
I'll wait for it to come

If it's not too late for coffee
I'll be at your place in ten
We'll hit that all night diner
And then we'll see

There's a love that transcends
All that we've known of ourselves
And I'll wait for it to come
I'll wait for it to come
Well it's got to be strong to touch my heart
Through its shell
And I'll wait for it to come
I'll wait for it to come down"
-Copeland

These are your daughters

I'm becoming more and more passionate about ending slavery. Think about it. Modern day slavery... in countries like Canada. You know it's there. It's down the street. It's in the schoolyard. It's in your church. Chances are, someone you know is buying sex. Supply and demand. Younger and younger. Higher demand for a younger supply. Torture. Trafficking. Rape. Modern day slavery. In your neighborhood. Pretending it's not there won't make it go away. These are people, not numbers. They have faces. They have names. What many do not have is hope. Chances. A way out. You know it's wishful thinking when you say they can just walk away if they wanted to. Don't excuse yourself from doing anything by saying that. Don't ignore the cries of the needy. Wake up. Stand up. Fight. Modern day slavery. It's wrong. What are you going to do about it? Remember,
THESE ARE YOUR DAUGHTERS.

Sundays

Dance like you don't remember 'cause there's days you can't forget.

Y como te voy a olvidar?

It doesn't follow...

I just thought it did, because it would in a fairy tale.

Let it die

I was wondering today, how long does one wait for a friend? When do you realize that your friendship is slowly dying? And when is it time to say enough? Friendship goes two ways and I can't go both of them.

You used to be the one who walked my dreams at night
The one I'd pray would come find me
But now you don't try
So I think to myself, "let it die"
We used to walk and talk for hours
'Til I'd given you my heart
I don't remember why
But that's over now, let it die
I once thought I would always love you
And wait until you saw me too
But everything changed without a cry
And this voice it says to me, "let me die"

I'd hold on if you ever came around
What are you waiting for?
But I'm sick of always calling
And it's time to settle scores

You have considered finding me
But some things just aren't the same
We are who we are, and who we will be
And I'm sick of this stupid game

Time's running out, it won't come back again
You're running out of days to wait
What's done is done and gone is gone
And pretty soon it'll be too late

Take a chance

Nothing ever happens if you don't take chances. Live spontaneously or live more quietly, but make sure you at least live. That is what I want to do. Live. With a purpose and without regrets. And so I take chances.

In the rain again

The water it comes pouring down
It mingles with your tears
It envelopes everything in the sound
To remember what happened here
Your eyes are burning in your face
And now the streams come pouring out
They sparkle on your cheeks like glass
So you spin and turn about
You turn away so I don't see
The fight that you're losing, the fire in your eyes
But friend, I already know
The pain that comes from saying goodbyes
So now it's my turn, I turn away
And climb the steps to where I must go
Wet from the rain and wet from our tears
And glad I turned before you saw
the burning eyes
the muffled cries
the pieces of my heart I left behind
Glad that you didn't actually know
How much indeed I love you so

TE EXTRAÑO

With

With nothing to say and everyone to say it to
With nowhere to go and everywhere to be
I still miss you
With eyes to see and ears to hear
It's dark and quiet
But the silence is loud
You know I'm here
With every thought and nary a word
Yet every word doesn't come close
To say this thing, this where that I feel
You know there's nothing left
And no chances
But I'm looking for a loophole
To defy the answers
And in answering
Being me
With you.

Freedom of speech?

We live in a country that claims it has both "freedom of speech" and "political correctness". But the way I see it, they are two mutually exclusive things. Freedom of speech means being able to say what you think. Political correctness means not offending anyone. What if what I think offends someone? Should I not say it? Ever? There are times when it is better to risk offense and say something important, than to keep quiet because you are afraid of what others might say or think. There are, also, some things that should not be said, but that is different than not saying something to avoid risk of offense. For example, if I were to state my opinion that homosexuality is morally wrong (to touch a hot button), some people would become offended. Not to mention I would be politically incorrect. But I do believe homosexuality is wrong (please note: not more wrong than other sexual sins, I'm singling it out because it is such a hot topic these days), and you cannot tell me to be quiet because that is taking away my right to free speech. If you want to offend no one, the best course would be to never say anything at all.
One addition to this would be that I believe the "do-gooders" are more sensitive than the people they are trying to do good by. The majority of animal rights people are absolutely ridiculous. But that's a different story. Making it illegal to spank your children is also stupid. How are you supposed to teach them if you can't punish them?
And finally, I am going to exercise my right to freedom of speech, and say that I realized today that I judge people's intelligence on their vocabulary. People who do not know any more adjectives than the f word are none too bright. In high school, we were taught not to use the same describing word more than once a paragraph, if not once a page. When people only know one adjective, and feel the need to put it in front of every noun, they not only sound stupid, they more than likely are a bit. Broaden your vocabulary.