Lyrics

so, here are the lyrics to my upcoming record, as they are. i have yet to decide on one final song.  so, in no specific order, enjoy.

 

Seasons

 

well i think its been, quite some time since you were down

well id like to hear, youve been welcomed with open arms

oh darlin, lets not watch, the moment skip on past

i know ive messed up before, more times than im man enough to speak of

but i know, you know me better than your friends

 

so come on, lets get the hell out of town

so come on, lets run ourselves, out of breath and into love



the seasons, they come and they go

and i wait for you

your love is this song

i’ll play it till youre back home

i promised you, i’ll wait for your return

im sitting on your front porch, still sitting on your front porch

 

i dont have much more to give than time and love

but you know me better than your friends

 

Wishful Thinking (tentative)

well i cant say i dont know you, but lord knows i want to

cuz girl when i see you, the colors it turns my cheeks

and i cant say things are the way they should be

but you’re only 16 and this is the valley

 

i just wanna hear everything you wanna speak

i just wanna sit, right next to you and watch you talk to me

baby baby please, cant we go somewhere quiet and pretend to be, far away, far far away

well i cant say i dont know you, but lord knows i want to

cuz girl when i see you, the colors it turns my face

and i cant say things are the way they should be, but youre only 16 and this is the valley

 
but baby im so busy, and your friends think im too much, but you-know-me-so-well-more-than-all these other girls

im state to state, i just wanna get home, back into your arms

nothing else matters, if you can wait for me, i promise id wait for you

 
well i cant say i dont know you, but lord knows i want to

cuz girl when i see you, the colors it turns my face

and i cant say things are the way they should be

but youre only 16 and this is the valley

this is the valley.

 

Gettin With Me

well i could be, nothing more than a monster

trapped in your nightmare, afraid i cant get out

and you could be everything to me

but we just cant be nothing, lets not be nothing

 

i could make you promises to break,

and youd get a kick out of the excuses i would make

and i would fall in love over and over every day

and you would say…

 

well girl i got swag and you aint impressed

so come on

 

lets cut to the chase, youre more than i can handle im too easy to break

well just keep stringing me along, cuz waiting is fine, hoping is fine

its hard to tell me friends that im in love with a stranger, yeah youre a strange girl

but oh ive decided youre the best fit, to put up with all my fits, and make me want to get over it

 

and id have you, and youd have me,

 

dont fret about anything youve ever done, cuz youre perfect, just the messy way you are

 

well girl i got swag and you aint impressed…

 

 

The Mess We Made

well i left the room, knowing precisely that everything would change

but baby i promise it doesnt have to be this way

all i ask, is that when i get home

we can sit on the couch, and talk this out, talk this out

we can sail, across this destiny

we have together, or we can just sit right here and talk about it

i fall in love, thinking about us

 

well if we just sunk the ship

then i dont know what im to do with

all the memories we made, doin the silliest things

that summer that summer, it wasnt the smartest we’ve been

but what’s more real than the love we had, the crazy love we had

wouldnt change it for the world, wouldnt change a second

i would not change it, lets not change this

 

we can sail, across this destiny

we have together

or we can just sit right here and talk about it

i go crazy, thinking about all this stuff,

thinking about, thinking about our love

 

Solid Gold Guitar

well i sit right on the corner of the bed

watching your world spin overhead

and you smile at me with your plain white teeth

waiting and watching like i was prey

one day, i’ll dress up like my dad and youll put the coffee on

we’ll watch the world spin overhead, like we were dead like we were

passing away, the fast food and dining on, ice cream sundaes every day would be the same

 

and i wont wanna talk about the news, i’ll just sit on your front porch and play the blues on my solid gold guitar

my solid gold guitar will get soaked from the tears

and rust away and youll say hey babe lets hit the hay, and i’ll be right behind you

with my hand in your back pocket, knowing every day, would be the same

and oh, how sweet itll be, to know the other girl wasnt the one for me…

official update

so im going to cosmetology school now! it was a long-meditated on decision, and im stoked. im loving it, its tons of fun.

if you havent already, add me on my myspace page.  its got some songs i recorded, just me and my guitar but youll like em guaranteed.

http://www.myspace.com/anthonypolancomusic

while im plugging, let me just get it out of the way and say to add me on these too:

facebook.com/soulskater22

twitter.com/anthonysciences

twitter.com/sounds_sciences

okay.  so i wrote my first article for www.thesoundalarm.com !  its an album review on a band called I Call Fives.  i would post it here, but itd be much more beneficial if youd visit the website and read it. so do that, im super stoked for it! http://thesoundalarm.com/?p=2113

i’m playing tons of shows with Sounds & Sciences this summer, we’re projecting to hit the road in august too, so if we’re coming to your town, get ahold of me so we can party.

i started writing the songs on my personal myspace just for fun, but now that people are getting back to me warm, requesting i make more and enjoying them, i think itd be fun to do some shows.  idk. we’ll see i guess as time passes and i build up more material. definitely cant invest too much time away from writing the new S&S album, or school.

so thats it!  im running 6 miles a day now.

okay, thats it.

Anthony Precisely

a piece that some might call poetic. a short story if you will. About one of my more extreme alter egos. wrote it ages ago, but its stuck with me so i’d like it to be read.

Anthony Precisely was a young, 18th century bad habit who would crawl into his pop-up sacrifice every night off interstate 559 and hope for a better harvest in the morning.  See, Anthony Precisely was a black-list after-school politician with a thirst for a soft forgiveness and a taste for second chances.  He tried to make ends meet but found life wasn’t the same without a belly full of heartache and a sense of nationality in his coffee.  He’d send his monthly I. O. U’s to his never forgetful vengeance and his only responsibility in an envelope labeled, “to my biggest apology, from my own worst enemy.”  Every morning while washing his face in the train station bathroom he’d sing his song: “i left my life, in my suitcase, i’m going home, im coming home.” Convenience clerk Clark would sing along, and the homeless army veteran/AIDs victim/guy who’s car broke down trying to get to a funeral Peter, would carry the bass line.

Day after day they’d sing their sorrows while walking down the paved blood sweat and rude awakening, wishing for a second chance at making the same mistake twice.  Reality buffs, we called em.  Proletarian kings.  Living day by day, dying for an opportunity that wasn’t gonna happen, killing for a foot in the door to a world with no walls.

Anthony Precisely was a fan of the turkey sub Tuesdays.  The turkey sub Tuesdays the turkey sub Tuesdays were nights to remember; unforgettable times of glory where, for 2 1/2 minutes at least, he was unstoppable.   The youngsters would pass him by and remind him of his own, and the discolored battery-operated television set would remind him of home.

Home.  That was a word he hadn’t heard in too long to remember but not long enough to forget; about its smell, its intoxicating dingy warmth its, moth-eaten drapes and dust-soaked furniture.  His never forgetful vengeance would come home with grocery bags full of debauchery and a heart of rock too heavy for her expensive body to carry, and with a motor mouth like a machine gun turret would riddle Anthony Precisely with hurtful accusations of not providing for his only responsibility and empty threats of leaving him, for good, this time forever, again.

Anthony Precisely gave up on love.  He gave up on dreaming, he gave up on romance; he gave up on the specks in the sky next to the pie.  He gave up on bliss.  He took petty delight in the  small, hopeless aspects of his life; knowing that everyone has to be lonely sometimes. Anthony Precisely.

The 18th century bad habit who crawls into his pop-up sacrifice every night off interstate 559 and hopes for a better harvest in the morning.  Anthony Precisely.

Reality buff, we called him.   Living day by day, dying for an opportunity that wasn’t gonna happen, killing for a foot in the door to a world with no walls.

Living in Grace and Love!

This past few weeks my heart has been everywhere regarding living in grace; namely, am i resonating the same amount of grace that Jesus did?
Throughout the new testament Jesus lived in an unbelievable amount of grace and love. a brotherly love and a fatherly love, for everyone he came in contact with.
I’m reading this book my friend Matt let me borrow, it’s called Ministering Cross-Culturally. it’s an awesome book, i highly encourage everyone who has an interest in both foreign and local ministry to read it. One of the points that slapped me right in the face really showed Jesus’ respect and love for people.

“The implications of Jesus’ status as a learner are seldom discussed, let alone understood or applied. God’s Son studied the language, culture, and the lifestyle of his people for thirty years before he began his ministry.”

He spent the majority of his time on earth just hanging out with people, learning, loving, and growing! He made friends, spent time with his family, engaged in traditional and cultural events, and even spent time learning from the synagogues. He didn’t just jump in guns blazing, pushing people down, tearing down the temples; he was walking humility and respect.
A lot of christians think that people who hear about God should be offended, because they dont know the truth . Luke 2: 52 says that “Jesus increased in wisdom and stature, and in favor with God and men.” AND MEN. it doesn’t say with just his disciples, it doesn’t with just those who believed, it says he grew in favor with men. People liked him for who he was!
Sometimes i hear christians talking about how they were out talking about Jesus, and they’re all excited because someone cussed them out, or because they got kicked out of a public place; they think they’re martyrs. they think that is persecution.
they got cussed out because of them, not because of Jesus. They got kicked out because of the mess they were making, not Jesus.
Jesus walked in love and respect for others; all others, at all times, in every situation, and the only ones that didnt agree with that were the pharisees.

I love how Romans 13:8 sounds on so many levels. “Owe no one anything except to love one another, for he who loves another has fulfilled the law.” I heard Kris Vallotton speaking on a similar point, he mentioned how Jesus believed in Judas, even though he knew he was a thief. Not only did He trust Judas even though he didn’t deserve it, he makes him the treasurer. Judas follows by stealing from the treasury, but Jesus doesn’t take the job from him. He gives him the benefit of the doubt, he trusts in him when no one else would. He sees the world through God’s eyes, not the eyes of man. Judas takes the rest of the money to sell Him out, as Jesus knew he would.
We need to live accordingly; not judging, just loving, the way Jesus did. he didn’t drop the gavel on Judas, despite his very much severe mistakes. He believed in his brothers when no one else would, and saw the good where no one else could.

John 15:13 reads, ” Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” whoa. let’s think about this for a second. do i love like this? do i love to the point where i would give my life, at any cost, (even crucifixion?) for my friends? obviously Jesus did. not only that, but he gave up his life for US, non-existent beings, and all the people who betrayed him and begged to see him crucified! talk about living in grace. talk about living in complete and total love.

lets slap a stamp on that idea with John 15:12: “This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.” whoa! we’re SUPPOSED to love at the same level that Jesus does! “as i have loved YOU!!!” whoa whoa whoa! that is too sweet a sound. YOU!! that means we HAVE to love just like Jesus did, for everyone!

the Word is so tasty; it’s filled with awesome, personal lessons wonderful guidelines, all the answers to the deepest life questions pretty much laid out in front of us. dont ever let your lives get in the way of your sights set on the heart of God. 1st John 4:20 reads, “If a man says ‘ I love God’ and he hates his brother,he is a liar: for if he does not love his brother whom he has seen, how can he love God that he has not seen?”
bam! talk about a slap in the face! If we can’t love the way we’re supposed to with people we see every day, how can we love a God that we can’t see? a God that isn’t a physically-tangible being?

the answer is; we can’t. its childish to think that you can find your flashlight in thick darkness without stubbing your toes on pretty much everything else in the room first. we have to first learn to walk in the love and grace that Jesus Christ Himself, the beautiful Father and lord God incarnate, did.
haha! the good thing is, Jesus promised us that we CAN have such a love! wahoooo!!

im gonna wrap this all up, but before i do ponder this thought. in Matthew 12, it shows clearly that only the pharisees criticized the disciples for small things; to everyone else, the only thing that mattered was who they represented, and what they had to offer to the world. “but if you [pharisees] had known what this means ‘i desire mercy and not sacrifice’ you would have not condemned the guiltless.” how many people you know, (because i’m sure none of us) act like the pharisees, and miss the truth behind the lives of our brothers and sisters in Christ; criticizing small cultural and social differences instead of objectively viewing the world through God’s eyes? do we even have the right to look at it through our own?

Ask God to rip open your heart and pour in His wonderful grace and love and mercy.
Ask Him to walk with you every day and be your eyes, your ears, your tongue, and your heart, so that you may live more in the fullness of the grace and love that Jesus Himself walked in.
Ask yourself, is there someone i’ve judged instead of loving them and letting God be the judge?
Lastly, tell me what you thought about this. it’s the first piece ive written based on scripture like that. i hope i did a good job.

supernatural events (updated frequently)

im gonna update this post every time something like a vision, prophetic word, or supernatural encounter happens. so check every so often!!

Friday October 30th, around 8 PM at the house of Samuel and Cordell during worship

It was night time. i was laying on the floor looking up at a window sill. i got up and put my hands on the sill, and looking out i saw a vast ocean, and there was a lone mountain far out into this ocean. i saw myself then from the middle of the ocean to seethat i was in an upper story of a big big house. i got the impression that the house was my own.

sometime after this, i saw a field of cotton, and the cotton was a blue and not white. i learned later that the cotton represented the access to holy spirit at any point in any day.  Samuel later in the evening said the word “cultivating” and i was thrown back into the vision and saw the cotton in the field begin to glow red hot, like a fuse.

tuesday October 27th, 2009 , evening time in the home of the Seitz family during a prayer meeting.

rows and rows of clouds, and then a lone mountain/iceberg, and then a black cat.

tuesday October 27th, 2009, between the hours of 1 and 2 in the afternoon, outside of Starbucks while praying with Matt.

In this vision i had infrared sight, and then it went away and i saw two flaming posts offset to the left of me, and then they went away and i saw a floodlight to the upper right-hand corner of me.

today October 7th, 2009, between 6:30 and 7 A.M on the corner of Englehart and Jefferson ave. Reedley,  California

As I was turning i saw a blueish white bolt come straight down about 20 feet from me. it looked like when you stare at the sun and your eyes have the circle burned in for a while, but it was just one straight beam of blueish white light. very brief; only a split second, but it was so vivid that i knew i wasn’t just mistaken. i dont know what it was but hopefully someone has experienced this before.

i got this vision around 10:40 a.m, september 21st 2009, in starbucks.

it was as if a blue lens was over my eyes. i was staring first person at my bare feet on sand, and i couldn’t look up right away. it took me a while, but i looked up and saw an ocean, but the water was really dark, black almost.  it took me a while to look away, but i looked up at the horizon and saw a sky with clouds, but above the clouds was a night sky with stars. i stared at the skyline for a while because i couldn’t look away, and then i looked back at my feet in the sand. i’m unsure the time of day, but it was either later dusk or early dawn, there was no sunshine but it was still fairly clear and didnt look like night.

if anyone has seen this also or anything similar, let me know. thank you for reading.