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Broadside

A broadside is the side of a ship, the battery of cannon on one side of a warship; or their coordinated fire in naval warfare. From the 16th century until the early decades of the steamship, vessels had rows of guns set in each side of the hull. Firing all guns on one side of the ship became known as a "broadside". The cannons of 18th century men of war were accurate only at short range, and their penetrating power mediocre, entailing that the thick hulls of wooden ships could only be pierced at short ranges. These wooden ships sailed closer and closer towards each other until cannon fire would be effective. Each tried to be the first to fire a broadside, often giving one party a decisive headstart in the battle when it crippled the other ship. more »

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2015

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The wind is fucking up my hair,
been watching clouds go by for hours.
Standing on the weathered dock,
thinking of the times and what they cost me.
But was I ready
to turn my back and run
into the setting sun?

I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities passed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the glass.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.

Faces in a crowded room
in my silence, I’m consumed.
They shake my hand and strike a pose
posting memories so I’ll know
that I was once known.
But when the moon is low,
why do I feel so damn alone?

I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities passed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the glass.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.

I did what’s best for me
with some uncertainty. 
I climbed a mountain 
to embrace the things I couldn’t see.
Always been clear to me
just who I wanna be.
So far from chasin dreams,
cause greatness comes to 
those who never sleep.

I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities passed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the glass.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.

I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities passed me on my way back,
life’s moving too fast.
Different cities through the glass.
All my struggles are captured
in these photographs.

I don’t wanna grow old.
Sweet dreams,
I’ve been sold.
Opportunities passed me on my way back
home.

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