Two is company
Three is a crowd
The noise shrivels me up
I just want to be with you alone

Why can't we speak when others are in the room?
Why are we silent other then an occasional word or two
We know quality time is a good conversation

Thats why I hate the party and those get togethers
Why the socials make me unsocial

Two is depth
three is shallow
The aimlessness shrivels me up
I just want to be with you alone

Why can't we speak when others are in the room?
Why are we silent other then an occasional word or two
We know quality time is a good conversation

Thats why I hate the party and those get togethers
Why the socials make me unsocial

I don't want to just hangout with people
and talk about nothing
Thats why I tend to make a phone call when at a party
Because they make me feel so terribly lonely
"love covers a multitude of irritations"

May we all have bad eyes
So we can't notice other peoples faults
Or if our sight is good
May we squint until they look alright

May the lights be dim
So there messiness seems to us clean
Or if we must be outside
May the sun be setting so they're imperfections can't be seen

Love covers a multitude of sins
Love covers a multitude of differences
Love covers a multitude of irritations

If our nerves are like gasoline
May we evaporate
If our nerves are like eggs
May we at least be hard boiled
If our nerves are like a match
May we be a wet one that can't light

May our nerves be such
That a beer would calm down
Not stir up to irrationally want to fight

Love covers a multitude of sins
Love covers a multitude of differences
Love covers a multitude of irritations
My hope set down and was patient
But after being left for weeks
It soured like milk
And now sits uneasy in me

Like the fool repeatedly suckered into
a new get rich quick scheme
So is my hope for friendship
With each wonderful person I meet

Take a retard banging his chest
Write hope on head
kick me on his rear-end
and you have a picture of me

I have them over for dinner
They have me over for tea
after that we feel uncomfortable
going beyond hello once a week

I guess we only have so many tries
And we use them up right after we meet
"initiative out of lives" I then read
on the game over screen

Oh hope why are you so hopeful!
After so many sinking feelings?
In excitement I share the good news
Which in time reminds me of the fool I am

I guess my hope is childlike
Harsh are these prods to adulthood
Oh but hope don't grow up!
Less you grow old and die!
"NO MORE SEPERATION"

In heaven there will be the end of separation
No more good byes, no more "I'll never see you again"

You know its easiest to describe heaven
By explaining what it is not

In heaven there will be the end of times complications
No more clocks, no more "It's time for me to go"

You know its easiest to describe heaven
By explaining what it is not

In heaven there will be the end of lifeless conversations
No more feeling drained, no more silent awkward phone calls

You know its easiest to describe heaven
By explaining what it is not

In heaven there will be the end of misunderstandings
No more conflict no more see others though a false pretense

You know its easiest to describe heaven
By explaining what it is not
"Once the stone has stopped rolling
Its really hard to get it started again
But things are still moving
She wrote back and my heart was warmed
But once there is a few weeks of silence
I'll have to let something in me die
That will likely not be reborn

For though I'll make attempts
Its hard to keep a fire lit
Its hard to find the fuel
And to keep up the motivation to continue on
when one feels warm and the other is cold

Friendship is like eating food
No matter how much you eat today
Tomorrow once again you'll be hungry

Friendship is like keeping a fire going
No matter how many sticks thrown into day
Tomorrow they will be ashes... ashes

So though I'll make attempts
Its hard to keep a fire lit
Its hard to find the fuel
And to keep up the motivation
To continue on when one is warm and the other is cold

Some friendship needs a constant catalyst
If there is not trampoline then conversation never gets off the ground
sometimes we're both a bit like a blank screen
For today is never all that interesting
We need wood, a spark and some gasoline
To get the conversation going
And once its moving like
Its like a ball rolling down a hill"
EVOLVE INTO A LIE

Sooner or later I seem to always have to face
That your words are without Substance
Spoken in time but time changes
And you forget what you say

But I can't seem to forget
What you spoke in my ear
My problem is I believed you
I put too much weight in what you said

I found hope in your words
But lack of action killed it
I put trust in what you said
But now I am left disappointed

Words that are spoken in a state-of-being
Have no weight once the mood swings
Quickly they are forgotten as you move on
Until something happens and they come back again

A pill can change the mind
The brain can change the mood
How we feel can change the countenance
A smile can change those in the room

I hate how out of control we are
How moods have power over the soul
I hate how suddenly we do not care
What once had meaning is now treated as useless

I want to believe what you say
I see in your eyes you are sincere
But like Peter in time
Your truth will evolve into a lie

Oh why must I be just like you?
I too am fickle and shifting
Unstable and always forgetting
"LONER"

I stand here longing for someone to find me
Wishing they would stop avoiding my eyes
But it is like I am invisible
For they do not see me
It is like I don't exist
For they just pass right beside me

All of these people I know
But I really do not know,
That is why I feel so alone

I'm really am not a loner
How I love people,
But I can't do all the pursuing
And they are just too busy

I'm really not a loner,
How I love people
But there is only a little room for me
And it is already full

It is like I am on a Island
while boats full of people float by
I cry out “Let me join you”
But they do not even lift their eyes

Is this Your way of teaching me
not to make this world my home?
Take me home,
Lord I'd rather be with You
then here all alone
When I talk to people and try to ask questions, I often feel like a cheap radio, full of static with a high pitched hum. Everything I share is unclear and choppy and it seems impossible to keep conversations going for long. But with a small handful of people, it's as if I'm a Bose radio and they tune me to a clear channel and what comes forth is so beautiful, flowing and inspiring (At least to me anyway)

With most people I'm like a crappy little TV with a snowy picture. But with those special few, it's like I am broadcasting HD on a premium home theater.

But it is two ways, like a good clear connection on quality land line phones. which is so refreshing,  when most of the time my connection with people is constantly "dropped" or is cutting out, crackling and beeping indicating my cell is roaming.

All of me is inside
But for a part that sticks itself out the window
All of me feels the blow
As the branch almost takes off my head

Though I have said "no"
A part of me has said "yes"
I said "let her go"
But a part of me said "not yet"

I did not want to stand out in the road
I wanted to stand on the side in indifference
But I was dragged out by these rebellious feet
And as they were ran over, I was ran over aswell

The child in me that is blind by ignorance
Has the determination to be my leader
He twist my arm and he gets his way
With my eyes wide open I follow him like a blind man
Into a pit, into a snare, into a ditch, into the briers, into a snare

Just like I am not concerned about
What the president eats for breakfest
likewise I should not concern myself
With whats none of my concern
But that part of me, concerns itself
With whats none of my concern
So now I am concerned about the consequences
And the discomfort that now comes to me needlessly
This evening, I felt a odd sense of rejection in my transition from being with people to being alone in my house. Yet there was really no reason for this emotion, so why did it weigh on me some much so that I felt utterly disabled? Aimlessly I just stared at my wall, lost in my lack of thought, nothing seemed worthwhile, I could not think of anything I wanted to do. The art of staying happy and busy while alone is so easily lost! Just one week of being with people and having lots going on, and now I have one evening to myself, I honestly feel totally lost. It seems I cannot have both worlds, either I am a socialite and can't handle quite time, or I get accustomed to being with me, myself and I, and hardly ever leave my house and feel perfectly content with how few friend I have, as I spend almost ever evening song-writing, etc...

Once I get accustomed to being with others, I walk in my house and feel displaced, like I need to leave, like it is wrong to be there when I know there are folks next door. Honestly, I am addicted to quality time and good conversation, I get a taste and it re-awakens that desire, which makes me feel really uncomfortable doing anything by myself. But then leads me to spend my every awaken moment with people, I feel like I have to and eventually I notice how few quality moments are happening, and I find myself feeling a bit unloved, out of place, unable to connect and lost on how I can get a good deep conversation going with anyone.

Most often two is company and three is a crowd, two is depth and three is shallow, and the aimlessness shrivels me up, so I just want to be with people alone, but most often this just don't happen. If only my silly love language with not quality time and affirmation, then I would be perfectly happy just hangout with whoever, talking about nothing, watch movies, play games and sports, etc... But for me if there is no quality conversation slipped in, it's draining.
I WISH YOU WERE HERE

I have never been one to miss people
But I guess you changed that
Because I wish you were here

Cause when I think of you
I feel your absence
And I know it will be a long long time
until we see each other again
And even then it will end with another goodbye
Because that is the nature of my life this side of the line

But space and time won't always be my enemy
When I cross into eternity that can
keep me from the ones that I love
It does not matter if it is brotherly or romantic affection. Affection always says "Forever." In the love songs people sing how they will always feel a certain way and nothing could ever change it. When I hear such songs I roll my eyes and say "Oh brother..." Because I have had plenty of people vow faithful friendship to me and go on and on, and I know they meant it at the time because they enjoyed the friendship and their brotherly affection expressed itself by saying forever and always. But most often I end up being like a chapter in a book, once they move on to a new one, I am old and uninteresting and they never have anything to do with me again. I expect this now because I know how things work.
    Even in my own life I have seen the reality that we can love someone or something with ALL our heart, mind, soul and being, and yet a while later not even give a rip or care. But maybe originally before the fall, affection was consistent and really did go on forever, and once we are in heaven our affection will never fade, and since it will always be there we will always fully delight in others and be committed to our friendships with them. Maybe the reasons why affection speaks like it does is because it is the remains of something beautiful, something existing before sin and that is why it genuinely says "forever" and if it could remain in us, it really would be forever. So the problem is not with affection, it is with our being fallen creatures. Maybe the more like Christ we become, the more affectionate we will be towards one another with consistency and faithfulness. Affection is important. It is a command in scripture to have brotherly affection for one another.