Three Things I Wrote On My Phone Before I Fell Asleep Last Night.

I really feel like these could the beginnings of three songs.

- If you could see heaven every day. Then there would be no other place anyone would want to go.

- Today is the day I grew up. Now I just want to die. Found out I don't have any wings. And I ain't ever gonna fly.

- What tangled webs that were never woven. What truer words were said, but never spoken. How can you hold me in your arms when you too are as broken.

Yeah. Now if only ambition happened I could be on to something here...