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I find it hard to write journal entries anymore. My emotions and world are largely private now. This past year has been a roller coaster in which I would have rather not have wished to have ridden.
Promised Land
Promised Land
Queensrÿche
Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock
upon my door,
and waiting... for Promised Land.
Standing neck deep in life,
my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor.
Is this all?
Because it's not what I expected.
Somewhere along the way
friends I once held close fled the fast lane.
I didn't notice, I just had to make it.
Head down, nose in the grindstone;
the kiss of life placed on my brow
kept slidin' to the ground
and now it's buried six feet under.
Preaching from the floor again
the same old sad song,
"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son."
Where did it all go wrong?
Black
Black
Pearl Jam
Hey... oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I stare?
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
Pickiness
Do we as photographers get more picky about our own work as we go along? Is that a sign of actually getting better or is is senility? LOL I find that I am posting less photos lately even though my shooting quantity hasn't really changed. I have good images in stock, just so few that I feel are worthy to share.
R.I.P. Ronnie James Dio
This morning The Heavy Metal world lost the Great and talented vocalist Ronnie James Dio of stomach cancer. He was 67. Dio fronted the bands Elf, Rainbow, Dio, Black Sabbath and Heaven and Hell. He will be missed.
Photo courtesy of Roadrunner Records.
We're a ship without a storm
The cold without the warm
Light inside the darkness that it needs, yeah
We're a laugh without a tear
The hope without the fear
We are coming - home
© 2011 - 2024 magicfirefly
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next year will be better