jueves, septiembre 23, 2010

Endure

Life's nothing more than a game we play,
Like branches, all we do is sway, just sway,
Our decisions, into the wind, are cast away,
We're just broken down and lost ships docked on the bay,
Waiting to return to our home beneath the calm ocean waves one day,
But until then.

We have to endure the radicall and unpredictable changes of the tide,
Live in the sun, and howl at the moon at night,
Try our best to make the best of this static ride,
'Till it's our turn to make the journey to the other side.

We opened our eyes and closed our hearts, when we first arrived,
Only by closing our eyes and opening our hearts can we truly live life,
Otherwise we're doing not but living a deceptively comforting lie,
Nothing but fake diamonds from here on until the day we die,
And that's no way to live to laugh, only to cry.

We have to endure the radicall and unpredictable changes of the tide,
Live in the sun, and howl at the moon at night,
Try our best to make the best of this static ride,
'Till it's our turn to make the journey to the other side.

Let yourself be gently rocked to sleep by the ever changing tide,
And the sounds of the world that often break the night,
Trust always in your own damn self and in that heart,
That beats inside.

lunes, septiembre 20, 2010

A satisfied mind...

When I'm old I wanna be able to say,
I wanna do it all again,
The very same way,
I wouldn't change a thing.

When I'm old I wanna look back on my life,
With nostalgic heart and eyes,
And do nothing but sigh,
And whisper the sfotest whisper out into the world ."Oh my".

I wanna have no regrets,
When my life's cigarette,
Swiftly goes out,
I don't want there to be even the shadow of a doubt,
That I trule lived my life,
No other way but mine,
I wanna have a satisfied mind.

When my hair's turned gray,
And my thoughts, like branches, sway,
From side to side,
I wanna feel there's nothing more,
I desire while I get ready,
To slide throu' the door,
And make my way across to the other shore.

Live 'em out...

People often live in a daze,
Always drownin' in a sea of work,
And when they run outta days,
Dorwinin' as they were, they make their way to the morgue.

Spend their lives asleep,
Only wake up when it's time to go,
And it's in that moment of release,
They find the beauty life keeps hidden in their souls.

There ain't nothing wrong with growin old,
When you come to truly know what it means to be young,
Don't let yer days fade away,
LIVE OUT EVERY DYING SECOND BEFORE YOU COME UNDONE.

Growing old's the rule,
Dying young's the exception,
Well if the rule means living life a blooddy fool,
I know I've got another option.

There ain't nothing wrong with growin old,
When you come to truly know what it means to be young,
Don't let yer days fade away,
LIVE OUT EVERY DYING SECOND BEFORE YOU COME UNDONE.

I wanna...

If I knew a way to stop time,
I would, this is true,
It ain't that I'm scared of dyin',
I just don't want to,
At the end of the day I'm headed,
To the inside of a box, and so are you,
Even those passing us by,
Are just passing through.

I wanna see it all before I go,
To that fairy tale kingdom of the unicorns up in the sky,
Or to the firey haven for the heathen below.

I wanna know it all before I go,
Why do some live, why do we all die,
And why, don't we all just do both.

I wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna truly see things,
I wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna  feel everything,
I wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna fly.
I wanna crash and burn,
Then as a phoenix,
From the ashes, return.

In Yer Flying Machine

Tke me away in yer flying machine,
Take mi high,
Take me low,
Where to,
I dont' know.

Take me away in yer flying machine,
Let's go far,
Dance in the stars,
We'll watch the meteors,
Pass us by like flying cars.

Take me to a place where freedom's a reality,
Take me to a place where love's the elixir of life,
Take me to a place where the worst crime's vanity,
Take me to a place, where the hours don't slip away and pass me by.

Take me away in yer flying machine,
Fly me to the sun,
Let us burn,
Melt together,
And be as one.

Take me away in yer flying machine,
And let's forget our landing space,
Let's get stranded,
We'll be like,
A couple angels fallen from grace,

Take me to a place where freedom's a reality,
Take me to a place where love's the elixir of life,
Take me to a place where the worst crime's vanity,
Take me to a place, where the hours don't slip away and pass me by.

Shine on...

Shine on beautiful diamond,
Even when all else is dark,
Shine as bright as you can,
Before you go, make sure to leave a mark.

Shine on beautiful star,
Shine for us to see,
The sky above is yours to scar,
And our hearts to swell up and free.

Shine on, brighter than the sun,
Light us up and set us on fire,
Cleanse our souls,
And our spirits, purify.

sábado, septiembre 18, 2010

My three roses...

Got three roses in my head,
And in my heart too,
Every night 'fore I go to bed,
I think 'bout the distance and it makes me blue.

Though in my mind I feel them near,
Their words, their thoughts I cannot hear,
My heart withers as I, in a kiss, send them all my love,
Though, somehow, that's just not enough.

Wish I could wish away time and distance,
And do nothing every night, just drink and dance,
Smoke funny cigarettes,
My three roses and I,
That life, I think it best.

Those things are theirs,
The ones I was born without,
A sense of style and grace
And a fire that nothing can put out.

Two of them freeze time,
The other one makes people fat,
My heart swells up and, like a bell it chimes,
I know and love them, and for this I'm so glad.

Wish I could wish away time and distance,
And do nothing every night, just drink and dance,
Smoke funny cigarettes,
My three roses and I,
That life, I know it best

Just sitting...

My momma always told me,
I had a heart of gold,
I was out of money,
And it had to go.

I've always been adrifting,
Never stayed in just one place,
And now here I'm sitting,
Breathing in the myst of a daze.

My mind begins to ponder,
On all the wrongdoings and the good deeds,
And so I wonder,
Why do the good die young and the bad grow like weeds?

These thoughts, like water,
Put my firey heart out,
The bad have all the power,
And the good only own smoke and doubts.

I've almost lived out my days,
Waiting to sing a song,
Now at last today,
It's finnaly being sung.

I've been walking for so long now,
My legs gave in,
I'm just gonna stay sitting down,
'Till fate says it's time for me to get on going.


And so my mind begins to ponder,
On all the wrongdoings and the good deeds,
And so I wonder,
Why do the good die young and the bad grow like weeds?

These thoughts, like water,
Put my firey heart out,
The bad have all the power,
And the good only own smoke and doubts.

viernes, septiembre 17, 2010

Take me home

Nothing but empty streets,
Dirty beds of lust covered with lying white sheets,
One great hall of broken hearts and misery,
Most of us are lonely, some are happy,
Wotta way to live.

Come on, come on,
Just take me back,
Take me home,
To a place I belong,
Don't think I wanna be here anymore,
My mind's done.

I'm slipping deeper in this hole,
Remember way back when I felt I had a soul,
Now the warmth of the sun does nothing for me, I'm always cold,
A coward breathes behind this mask of bold.

Come on, come on,
Just take me back,
Take me home,
To a place I belong,
Don't think I wanna be here anymore,
My mind's done.

I'm Paranoid!

My heart just,
Skipped a beat,
It's getting harder,
For me to breathe,
I'm stuck in between,
What I see and feel,
I can no longer,
Tell fake from real.

It's coming down,
I feel it burying my mind,
Six feet underground,
I'm running outta time.

The lights go out in my head,
I might as well be dead,
Don't know what I'm doing,
Don't know what I'm saying
Help me fill the void,
In my head 'fore it's too late,
I'm losing it, I'm paranoid.

Everything starts.
Quaking inside,
My conscience goes,
Looking for a place to hide,
It's coming for me,
Then I'm coming for you,
You can run or bleed,
It's up to you.

It's tearing me apart,
You can no longer trust my heart,
Temporarily without soul,
I'm out cold.

The lights go out in my head,
I might as well be dead,
Don't know what I'm doing,
Don't know what I'm saying
Help me fill the void,
In my head 'fore it's too late,
I'm losing it, I'm paranoid.

sábado, septiembre 11, 2010

It ain't gonna be me

When you see me comin',
You better step aside,
'Cause as you look deep in,
My blood-shot eyes,
You know...

I'm up to no good,
And I'm in no mood,
To be fucked around with.

So get outta my way,
I'm not gonna play,
Yer mindless games,

A lion, to this world, I came,
Only this one cannot be tamed,
So don't even try.

If something or someone stands before me on the road,
One of us is going to go,
And all I know is,
It ain't gonna be me,
Oh no It ain't gonna be me.

If yer on my path,
We're on a collision course,
I'll break yer bones, ya'll feel the wrath,
You'll be reduced to cinder,
That'll be the aftermath.

I'm up to no good
I'm in no mood,
To be fucked around with.

So Get outta my way,
I'm not gonna play,
Yer mindless games.

A lion, to this world I came,
Only this one, you cannot tame,
So don't even try.

If something or someone stands before me on the road,
One of us is going to go,
And all I know is,
It ain't gonna be me,
Oh no, It ain't gonna be me.

jueves, septiembre 09, 2010

Only you can take me away

Years traveling down this old road,
And still I seem to get tangled up,
Can't seem to figure out which way to go,
There's always a blind turn, or a bump where I get stuck.

You, my mademoiselle, only you can take me away,
Dream a dream and let me slide into it eternally,
I'll quietly sit and listen to every word you say,
There up high we can dip our feet in the clouds and just be.

It ain't hard to go on when you're not alone,
But when missfortune has it's way,
The night always seems find you and sink the cold into your bones,
So you'll remember the sting of lonlyness through out the day.

You, my mademoiselle, only you can take me away,
Dream a dream and let me slide into it eternally,
I'll quietly sit and listen to every word you say,
There up high we can dip our feet in the clouds and just be.

I don't know,
Where to go.
Take me there,
Don't care,
As long as it's not here,
I ain't scared.



To Hell With Goin' To Heaven

To hell with going to heaven,
Only uptight nuns and pedofiles,
Dancing to the slow rythm,
Of an angel's harp.

Gimme the good gear, cigarettes and alcohol,
While the bass, drums, and guitar,
Make sweet and pure rock 'n roll,
And a soulful voice that sets peace into my heart,

Every night sings me to sleep,
For the rest of this on-going eternity.

Don't worry yourself old man, keep your wings,
'Cause if honesty's a quality well received by you, I'm all set,
With making up new ways to sin,
To trully live before the years pass me by and make me dead,
I forsake you and the milennia lasting lies you've been telling
Keep your holy lies, and gimme ordinary truth instead.

To hell with going to heaven,
Only uptight nuns and pedofiles,
Dancing to the slow rythm,
Of an angel's harp.

Gimme the good gear, cigarettes and alcohol,
While the bass, drums, and guitar,
Make sweet and pure rock 'n roll,
And a soulful voice that sets peace into my heart,

Every night sings me to sleep,
For the rest of this on-going eternity.

This beautifully heartbreking mess we call life,
Is only being darkened by the blind-fold,
You've chosen to set before our eyes,
Now we know not the peaceful warmth, only the confusing cold.

Is it too much to ask for, a little room to breathe,
Is in ourselves not in you, we should believe,
It's for our brothers and sisters that we bleed,
Is true freedom too hard-a-gift for you to give,
Well, if it is...

To hell with going to heaven,
Only uptight nuns and pedofiles,
Dancing to the slow rythm,
Of an angel's harp.

Gimme the good gear, cigarettes and alcohol,
While the bass, drums, and guitar,
Make sweet and pure rock 'n roll,
And a soulful voice that sets peace into my heart,

Every night sings me to sleep,
For the rest of this on-going eternity.






lunes, septiembre 06, 2010

The loneliest man...

The loneliest man, walks from here to there,
No one sees him coming, and when they do, they get scared,
So they jump at the chance to run him down,
They take his deepest fears, and use them to bring him to the ground.

He might as well be the sole soul on earth,
A ghost he is, and has been from birth,
Has no dreams just an old pair of holed shoes
His lonely soul, he didn't get to choose.

The loneliest man, on the shore he stands,
The waves break back when he goes to sink his hands,
An outcast he did not become, he was born so,
When you walk away from everything, you just keep on walkin' till you go

Certainly the saddest man in the world,
He stands still while the rest of the world whirls,
No one has really cared about his fate,
And neither has he to this date.

With every breath, he's drowned by that familiar pain,
Always head down, chest in, sorrow high,
So long since someone spoke to him last, does not recall his own name,
Thinks he's gonna live forever, cause he doesn't know anybody who's died

I might as well be the sole soul on earth,
A ghost I am, and have been from birth,
Have no dreams just an old pair of holed shoes
My lonely soul, I didn't get to choose.

Certainly the saddest man in the world,
I stand still while the rest of the world whirls,
No one has really cared about my fate,
And neither have I to this date.



THE ANSWER TO LIFE'S MUCH EASIER THAN U THINK SON!!

Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!