Monday, September 28, 2009


Characters they lookin’ at me, I know
A thousand different expressions in the snow
Don’t think I could tell what they're saying
Even if I could, would I want to know?

All that life’s got in the chamber is a shot
Your way through the storm you’re finding
There’s no light ahead, just waves that are breakin’
on the shores
of desperation, dismay and down and out
Cause I ain’t found my way
Ain’t looking to get nowhere
Just racing down the streets for a runaway dream
Hoping that a future will catch me up
And what I imagined is seen.


Paradisefor2 said...

Hi Jason,

Your pictures are beautiful! And totally sets the tone for the piece that follows....

Very impressive.

I will be back soon, for sure!

alisa ;-)