Old (young) Pictures



I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real 
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures 
Are all I can feel
Remembering you standing quiet in the rain 
As I ran to your heart to be near 
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close 
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night 
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe 
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage 
To let it all go
Remembering you fallen into my arms 
Crying for the death of your heart 
You were stone white
So delicate 
Lost in the cold 
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering you how you used to be 
Slow drowned 
You were angels
So much more than everything 
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly 
Open my eyes 
But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words 
I could have held on to your heart 
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart 
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you 
But I never hold on to your heart 
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more 
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world 
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you

One-Way Conversations

I go out late at night just to see what I can find
Stayin' in the shadows where the light don't ever shine
Having one-way conversations with the darkness in my mind
He does all the talking 'cause I'm the quiet kind
So peel it off, pull 'em down
Let me see it, turn around
Just lay back and let it happen
And remember to breathe
Staying off the radar like a bomber on the run
Do another lap around the target just for fun
Stayin' quiet, keeping calm until I find the one
Feel the wave wash over me when the deed is done
So peel it off, pull 'em down
Let me see it, turn around
Just lay back and let it happen
And remember to breathe
Well, just lay back, oh, just lay back
And remember to breathe
Well, just lay back now and let it happen
And remember to breathe

Cousins, 20yrs like it's nothin'

14 outta 16 aint too bad
Bill, where ya at, cuz?
R.I.P. Patrick

Hadestown

Sofia's 1st Broadway Show (and Dad's favorite)