Thursday, March 22, 2012

Crazy Blues


I don't want to feel this
No time to give to Miss Crazy
And speaking of the miss
I haven't really missed her lately.

She's been gone, you see,
Long left aloof and lost in misery.
Floating away on a manic breeze
Like I'm in remission from her disease.
Oh father forgive me, I have sinned.

And here we go again,
Over and over on and on and on
I sing this song, you can call it the blues
But I'll dub it a shade of gray.
Just fighting to find the way,
Gotta first find the will
You must know exactly how I feel
Walkin round in my shoes. 
Skipping record spins the blues.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Together In Flames

You're not the first,
Don't feel bad, 
I'm sure you won't be the last.
What with all the dissapointments I've had
You'd think I'd expect,
but be immune from the pain.
That I'd recognize and quit a losing game.
So naive.
People can change, or so I seem to believe.

Humanity, get it straight!!
What the hell's the problem with the system?
Why do we let each other down?
What goes around comes around means we're all fucked.
And if the word gets out that we're all doomed,
They'll all take the little courtesy most cared to use,
And we'll go down together in flames.

Then there's the one who's mad at the world,
Blocks out the good things he should've let in,
25 years self-preservation kept the hurt away.
But he hasn't felt enough to appreciate.
By the time the walls come down my friend,
You can't get it back, all that should have seeped in,
And without it what's the point?


Humanity, get it straight!!
What the hell's the problem with the system?
Why do we let each other down?
What goes around comes around means we're all fucked.
And if the word gets out that we're all doomed,
They'll all take the little courtesy most cared to use,
And we'll go down together in flames.

Let me in,
I ca see you clouding over,
Over there in the distance.
It seems nice...the serenity.


Thursday, February 16, 2012

In My Heart I Know

There are days I wake up chest aching,
Feeling like I can't breathe.
And there are night when sadness creeps into my dreams.
Why is it still here?
Strong after so much time.
Time heals all wounds,
All wounds but mine.  

With you taking up all the space in my head,
I feel lost and scrambled.
Wish I was able to erase it all away.  
But I still feel cheated like you were mine.  

How did I get here?
Lost myself, lost my soul.
And it's just like me...
To let somebody take it all away.
Please take me away

I spend my days looking up trying to see the light.
Running in circles, fighting this eternal fight...
Eternally.
It never ends for me.

So what have I become now,
If I already didn't know,
Who I was without you here?
And it was my instinct to hold on
To the one things I hoped would never leave.
Which further drew you away.

When does a suited match
Not an equal a pair?
What a cruel world.
Not like I expected life 
Always would be fair.
All this pain in me is
A sitting burden on my soul.  

What I see in you,
Man,
I need to let go
Before it ends me.  
But what am I to do 
If you keep subconsciously entering.
Pray for another all consuming love to fill the space.
Assuming my heart is still intact in the first place.  

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Day Past


Ring round my finger,
pocketful of consciousness 
Why do we set all up for failure
If life is not a test?
Don't lie to me,
But neither should you confess.
Ring round my finger,
Day past a wedding dress.

Lay me down,
This bed of burdens
Slows my way to sleep
Despite yesterday's words,
I give not my soul for anybody else to keep.
And when I fade away, 
Never to wake again.
I pray love will be there on my second wind,
I won't end up like this again.

So depressed...
Ring on my finger,
Day past a wedding dress.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

With A Soul Like Mine


With a soul like mine who could sit still.
How can I see a sunset and not want to chase it down?
How can learn about something I don't want to do,
And see the full circle come around?

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Strange Hit

Took a strange hit.
Built the life of my dreams,
Still the pieces won't fit.
I want to rearrange it.

Stack in one hand of the pieces all mixed up.

Count my regrets on the other hand,
Then throw away the lot.
Make room for a happy thought.

So I go in my dreams,

And I'm walking in the rain,
Soaking wet blue jeans,
Big Smile Beams
Get to a place where me and happiness meet.

Keen familiarity.

Knowing what I need and I run,
Towards the right path.

Would it be feasible,

Could it be easier?
Please let it ride.
This is my kind of life.  
Wake up to reality,
a sharp stinging knife.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Mismatch It

Mismatch it
Fucking Fantastic
Twist the words I said up,
Then offer to gift wrap it.
Is there anything else?
You plead insanity.
What exactly does that have to do with me?
Don't try to cover reality
With clouds of bullshit matter.
You're unbelievable...
So scattered.

Matter of fact you're exactly,
The part of this world I could do without effortlessly.
So you might want to go back into your little corner of the world.
It's the one I don't lose sleep over.
You've given me plenty of reasons to shut you out.

Reword it,
Try and re-earn it.
Can't cross that bridge 
Unless you can unburn it.
Everyone here knows you 
don't have a heart of gold in,
They won't believe an ounce
of what you told them.
And the poor few who have
bought what you sold them
Will see it all eventually.
When they come back at you,
I hope you think of me.