
Forgotten steps








Right to burn a flag.
Burning a flag is a right and it’s a right we have to continue to protect no matter what.
It’s a right that should never, ever be exercised, but if some asshole is dumb enough to exercise it, we need to protect his right to do it.
Because that’s what makes us different. That’s what makes a man great. It’s the fact that you can say and do those things, that you can say and do what you believe in. And you can stand up for what you believe in.
We have to stick up for all the rights we have. Even the ones that make me want to bash someone’s head in from time to time.
But…
If you have the right to burn my flag, I have the right to kick your ass.
paraphrased from Lori Ryan

I try and I try again
I will not give up hope
But every time I try
I’ll cling to a fragile rope
The illusionist can let that rope
So easily disappear
My heart is drenched in sadness
My shattered confidence in fear
The disappointment is cutting deep
Every time anew
When I realize that my beliefs
And the things I regard as true
Are nothing more than a vision
Of a perfect world that doesn’t exist
Of make-believe and fairy tales
Of fortune that I wished
All that’s left is sadness
Every illusion shattered
But still I try again
‘Cause nothing else mattered

I forgot what real love should be
Since the last time you held me in your embrace
You gave me back my broken heart
Said your final goodbyes, left without a trace
I will repair the stolen trust
Try to leave the hurt behind and close all doors
It takes some hard time to adjust
For as long as I’ve known I was always yours
Finally I let my love go
With lonely empty feelings, I gave up hope
Before the night is gone I know
I’ll be really fine, I’m sure that I can cope
I have locked all doors one by one
Just kept a special room in my heart for you
If you come back there will be none
Only some sad memories you put me through


Someday you just wandered in
It was a decision deliberately made
The thought of a warm place to stay
And for just a moment not to be afraid
You were fed and you were loved
And gave the same love back to me
You could come and you could go
Had your freedom to some degree
One day winter turned into spring
The urge to leave was too great
You bowed your head and left my place
To accommodate your fate
Summer went, a chilly autumn came
And suddenly you were scratching at my door
With a pleading glimmer in your eyes
Asking for a winter’s home once more
Year after year you came and went
The feeling you always left behind
Was the love that was ever there
Because our lives are intertwined
