Jack Burns

Say hello, say goodbye..

Say hello, say goodbye.Our hands touched our hands for one more second than usual and all the stars are coming closer to see us.

Her smile is the best thing in the world

Her smile is the best thing in the world.In my mind I see what I want, in this world I say what I want,and I know that life dances, drunk, laughing between us all,but nobody else is able to trust myself, nobody but me can trust me, nobody but me can save me..
Everybody forgets to ask themselves, who are they?Is this myself? And life replies fast, "yes, you are"And you should reply faster next time, and get what you want nex time..because her smile is not yours anymore..did you ever though in her heart in the arms of another man?her eyes breathing in the eyes of another man?Yes, I do, but in my mind I see what I want, and in this world I say what I want.

Have you ever played that game?

Have you ever played that game?You ask her a question and she replies backand with every answer she tells you the story of your life.

Just with a picture of her

Just with a picture of her.. I could remember for a lifetime.Her smile illuminates the streets and it makes sense to laugh again.
With her ass walking in front of me I could get mad any moment and touch itbut she would slap my faceand my heart would cry so hard..so I will not touch it..I will just smile, like a fool again,because this night makes sense again,because she's again around us.

I am the question

I am the question,you are the answer,we are the story.

Let the birds fly

Let the birds fly,let the flames burn.Let our love lie, and our dreams dieby making them come true.

Are you a writer?

Are you a writer? Are you a lover?Are you a singer? Are you my brother?Are we really friends? Are we something else?Is the world trying to say something to us?Are we too tired to find the answers?Or is it that we don't want it bad enough?

It's about being honest

It's about being honest, your whole life.Being honest with yourself and being honest with others.It's hard to take chances, it's hard to leave behind the mask.It all started when you were young and scared,this whole pretending game..And as you grow older both you and the game die a little bit every day.

The truth

I write everyday, sometimes just for fun,sometimes to get closer to God, andsometimes to get closer to you but,the truth is, that.. I don't know if I love you anymore..

There's gotta be something

There's gotta be something here..the reason for what we overthink,the reason why we write instead of living..Maybe it's fear.
There must be something I'm missing..the reason why I think of you more often than others..the reason why we are not yet together..Maybe it's me.
I could possibly start living fully,I could possibly start living with you.I could possibly stop thinking about meand start thinking about us..But I can't stop chasing what I'm after..

The end of time

No matter how many dreams or situations warned me about the end of time,for some reason I can't quite see the end.

The blank page

The blank page stares back at you while you look at it.You are getting better at finding new things to say, anytime a little bit different.. but, what's the meaning?The writer's voice, but, why is he talking?Who is it there to care? is it anyone? is it you?staring back at the page? do you feel the connection?All I was ever after was a connection.

Let yourself go

Let yourself go, for once, just one time, for a second..Not in real life! that would be crazy, just in your imagination..
And for one second, fantasize about how much more exciting would be not being afraid anymore.. tapping into your higher self, finally letting it all go!
To hell or heaven, wherever it all wants to go.. who cares? You are alive now.. Can you do it? Or would you still keep waiting.

Perfect time

Present time, perfect time.

The perfect moment

Let's do something, something new, something better, anything..
Soft lips kissing our skin,warm hands touching our hips..
Why wait? if we are here..There's no reason to wait!
We are the perfect moment.

The challenge

Open your eyes again as if this was the first time.What do you see? I bet it's a different picture now.
The challenge is to live here, to take action here, far away from the constructs of our imagination..
If you ever decide to come, we can step into the unknown together,we can go all the way together, we can live and die together.

Sun comes up from the west

Sun comes up from the west today,this world is upside down.War doesn't worth itand the birds are singing.

Every now and then..

Every now and then..you come to my mind stronger than ever.And it makes me wonder because before I used to think that I would never forget you. Once I thought that I might forget you.And now I know that I could never let you go.

How much different

How much different your life would have beenif you had married tonight instead of a while ago?
Someone might have written poetry and songs about you..The spark would have turned an everlasting flame that burns.Your doubts and fear would have been just a distant memory, rumors..The smell of red roses elicitting your thoughts and soul..
I understand that not everybody gets to choose the train that they ride on, but, do you?

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