The Lost Art

The Tide ~ by The Spill Canvas

And there's three, count 'em three
Children playing on the beach
They were eager to learn,
To be taught and to teach

There's Veronica
She's biting her lip
As she watches the waves turn white at the tip
And there's Vada
Radiating with joy
And luckily she still can't stand the sight of a boy
And lastly there's Dade
His hair dances in the wind
And he's wondering what love is
And why it has to end

And he can't understand
How everyone goes on breathing when true love ends
His mother whispers quietly...
Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love is just a hoax so forget anything that you have heard
And live for the moment now

And there's three, count 'em three
Children growing on the beach
They were eager to learn,
To be taught and to teach

There's Veronica
She's licking her lips
As she waits for her real, first passionate kiss
And there's Vada
She Can't admit her jealousy
Of her sister Veronica, and how she's so pretty and how she's so pretty
Lastly there's Dade
Still sitting on the dock
Ponders his life, and he skips his rocks
And he wonders when his father will return
But he's not coming back

And he can't understand
How everyone goes on breathing when true love ends
His mother whispers quietly...
Heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love is just a hoax so forget everything that you have heard forget everything

And there's three, count 'em three
Children missing from the beach
They were eager to learn,
To be taught and to teach

But the sad thing
Is that they never lived passed the age of fifteen
Due to neglect from their mother
Who was bed ridden by her ex-lover, their father
She didn't even notice, or pay much attention
As the tide came in and swept her three into the ocean
Now all her advice, it seems useless

No, heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard
And live for the moment now

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So the other day I had a dream. The dream was one of the best dreams ever. I wasn't rich, I wasn't powerful, I wasn't improved, I wasn't having sex, I was just me... and she was just her. We were in Love. Not Lust, Not Convinience, Not one sided - just Love. You could see it in her eyes, in her voice, with her actions. I could feel it in my chest, in my arms and in my mind. Euphoria. The dream wasn't long, it was incredibly detailed yet so surreal and hazy. I remember her eyes mostly, the sparkle in the eyes, unforgetable. I woke from this euphoria to the realization that I had missed an important appointment and then realized that my dream was just that, a dream. What a let down after the ecstacy of emotion felt before. This dream started me thinking. I thought about Love, I thought about myself, I thought about my experiences. I also realized that I was hardening, that I was losing my wistful romanticism, my optimism of Love that I used to hold dear to me. I realized that many people have been hurt and battered around on their Journey to find Love and they come out of it giving up on Love, that they will never find it, or they can never give it, or they are unworthy of it. They have given up on the romanticism, the euphoria, the bliss. They start to believe that "Love is just a hoax so forget everything that you have heard". Well I refuse to continue down that path. I reach out to the the naive, hopeless romantic that still lingers. Their is Love for everyone no matter how much you belittle it, or mock it. I have heard people tear apart others who are still romantic and euphoric. Why? To hide that they truly long for it. It's in there somewhere, no matter how much you deny it. Some of you may not understand what I am going on about, but I know some of you do... and this is for you... the ending of the song captures it...

No, heaven's not a place that you go when you die
It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive
So live for the moment
And take this advice, live by every word
Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard
And live for the moment now

This then lead me further down the path of these thoughts about Love and Life itself. Life is to short to live in bitterness, or fear. We need to grasp the life around us and start to live it! Especially when it comes to Love. This is hard because of insecurities and doubt. We think we are not good enough, not attractive enough, not talented enough. Maybe we have even been told these things. Possibly we have experienced things that seemed to confirm it. Our fear of rejection rules our actions, so we cower from the pain that we once felt. We choose not to risk again, but what good are things without risk. Risk makes us feel alive. I know I am not an example of stepping out and living but I hope I am heading there. I hope I can take risks on things and people that are so fantastic and amazing, I know its hard, and I know people make it harder, but I beleive in more, something fantastic and surreal like my dream. You might call me a dreamer, or idealist, however, I do know that things aren't perfect and there is pain. Things won't always be prefect, and work out right, I know that. Things won't always be wonderful. But why do we throw out the fantastic and wonderful and settle for only the mediocre and the pain? I don't know if anyone understands what I am saying or not but whatever. But remember... Love's completely real, so forget anything that you've heard.


So Much ~ The Spill Canvas

How does it feel to know you're everything I need
The butterflies in my stomach
They could bring me to my knees
How does it feel to know you're everything I want
I've got a hard time saying this
So I'll sing it in a song

Oh I adore the way you carry yourself
With the grace of a thousand angels overhead
I love the way the galaxy starts to melt
When we become one
When we become one
When we become one
When we become one

How does it feel
How does it feel when we get locked into a stare?
Please don't come looking for me
When I get lost in the mess of your hair
How do you feel when everything you've known
Gets thrown aside
Never fear, my dear, 'cause we have nothing left to hide

Oh I adore the way you carry yourself
With the grace of a thousand angels overhead
I love the way the galaxy starts to melt

Hold on to me girl
If you feel your grip getting loose
Just know that I'm right next to you
Hold on to me girl
If you feel your grip getting loose
Just know that I won't let you down

Well, I'm ready
Well, I'm ready
I am ready
To run away with you
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
To run away with me

Pack your things we can leave today
Pack your things we can leave today
Say our goodbyes and get on the train
Say goodbye
Just you and I in the sweet unknown
We can just call each other our home

If I had to choose a way to die
It'd be with you
In a goosebump infested embrace
With my overanxious hands cupping your face
In a goosebump infested embrace
With my overanxious hands cupping your cherub face

How does it feel?

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Expression. Risk. Love. Life. Romantic. If only...






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