Train Stations

Do remember the sound of passing cars
Walks along the train tracks
Wishing we were fast enough
To make it to the next station

Our legs are not moving
When I needed them to walk us home
Like a landlocked ship without a compass
We need out of this fucking city

Give us nature, give us reality
Forcefeeding suburban life like religion
This adobe home in a dying world
I want to see blue skies
Have harbor lights for guides
We are all too lifeless to see
Isolation is a fraud
You can't escape those summer nights
No breeze to feel the least bit free from the desert chokehold

No freedom
No fight
No laughter
No cry

Just a dust storm to remind us
This town is gonna burn

In Zen, the most important thing to learn is that life is that reality is here, right this second. Your life is beautiful. Every waking moment will never happen ever again, so each moment is precious and beautiful. There is no past and no future, just right now. Find the beauty in everything you do. I find beauty in all things I experience. Love, anger, stress, work, rain storms, writing angry songs, writing love songs, writing songs about people you once thought would always be around, realizations, fatherhood, (almost) marriage... These are all beautiful things I experience in life. I tend to write songs that lament, that reflect on broken friendships, wishing for the coast and the ocean breeze... But these are releases. And to release is to find truth and freedom within yourself. I need some hardcore band members to show up on my door step so I can bring this all to life. One day right?

Off to watch the rest of Funny People, and then probably Lost with Lindsay. I feel accomplished today because we finally learned how to lay down and cuddle on the couch. Mind you, we have that cheap $200 ikea couch that can hardly SEAT two people at once, it is basically a love seat couch. Today we finally figured it out and drifted in and out of daydreaming and sleep, while outside the rain had given way to hints of sunshine and a breeze that only Oceanside typically sees. Birds were singing and kids were playing behind the complex at the elementary school. It was an amazing half hour. The small things in life usually become the biggest highlights at the end of a day.