Monday, December 11, 2006

sometimes, I swear


ezb said...

Wow, nice photo, the lines are so perfect.

Dan said...

you do, Sean baby and I love it.


the bearded who rests his head aginst the rails, listens to the hum of the train and smells something bad.

BTW...surely you listened to Counting Crows relentlessly once in your life?

Sean M Whelan said...

thanks EZB and Dan.
and Dan, I have NEVER listened to Counting Crows relentlessly in my life.
Sounds like some kind of torture method they would use at Camp X-Ray to me.

dan said...

nah. not really torture. depends I guess.

just lyrically it is all open skies and empty spaces and love stories...

Sean M Whelan said...

hey dan...
open skies, empty spaces and love stories?
I can definitely dig that.

Dan said...

"If I could make it rain today
And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter
I would
Just to get a change of pace
Things are getting worse, but I feel a lot better
And that's all that really matters to me"

"These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have nothing to say
You get what you pay for
But I just had no intention of living this way
I need a phone call
I need a plane ride
I need a sunburn
I need a raincoat"

Your kinda words, I thought