Close the door, put out the light
Y'know they won't be home tonight

This grand plan called "life"...

When do we recover from love?
If our lives are filled with petty emotions,
If we forget about the good moments
of the beauty and simplicity
of happier days and hope,

When do we give up on ourselves?
If we never give ourselves
a chance to start with,
If love is dead and fear surrounds us
and life is a mystery we best leave unsolved,

When do we resign to fate?
To forget about the grand plans we create,
And leave this earth before our fall,
We wonder what happened
and die without a second thought.

Lack of updates...

I hear you!

People have been kicking up a stink about the lack of updates.... (well actually, not really!)

And seeing as how this is such a hectic blog (more lies!) I do feel the need to explain myself...
Between working on a new album and the video clip for the runaway smash from the last album: (well I liked it anyhow) "Sleeping with the furry happy bunnies whilst spooning"... I just plain couldn't be f__ked updating my blog!

gracious apologies to the few spammers who may or may not read this blog,

DOC!

Jim Morrison once said,

People are strange, when you're a stranger...
Faces look ugly, when you're alone...
Women seem wicked, when you're unwanted...
Streets are uneven, when you're down...

I hear you Jim... you may no longer be with us but your spirit lives on among the words of your song.