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jueves, noviembre 25, 2010

Mr. Storyteller

A begger is a begger,
And always will be,
Please change the tune Mr. Storyteller,
I'm tired of the melancholy,


The heart's the realm of the love dweller,
That's the only place where he can truly be free,
I think you're onto something there Mr. Storyteller,
Keep telling that story to me.


Don't stop Mr. Storyteller, don't let silence,
Overshadow my existence,
When you speak I feel,
A part of something real,
Don't let me fall Mr. Storyteller back to that illusion,
Tha insincere, superficial pollution,
That keeps me chained down and bound,
Please don' t let it go out, your beautiful sound.


A man with thought's always the game's best player,
Though he may not always appear to win,
You speak the truth Mr. Storyteller,
Go ahead I'm listening to every word you're saying,


We're all nothing more than a dove's feather,
At one time or another we'll all fall,
Just like a feather, Mr. Storyteller,
I'm falling down through it all.


Don't stop Mr. Storyteller, don't let silence,
Overshadow my existence,
Only when you speak I feel,
A part of something that's real,
Don't let me fall Mr. Storyteller, back to that illusion,
Tha insincere, superficial pollution,
That keeps me chained down and bound,
Please don't let it go out, your beautiful sound.


Your words, are like drugs to me,
Beautiful and compelling rhapsody,
It's happening, sex in my mind,
I hear the freedom bells clearly as they chime,
Oh, charished confusion and mayhem,
A place I'd long to be at, but never been,
With dying black, and nuptial white adorned,
I'm existing once again, I'm a newborn.


Don't stop Mr. Storyteller, don't let silence,
Overshadow my existence,
Only when you speak I feel,
A part of something that's real,
Don't let me fall Mr. Storyteller, back to that illusion,
Tha insincere, superficial pollution,
That keeps me chained down and bound,
Please don't let it go out, your beautiful sound.


ARealRock'N'Rolla

Get busy mending

All the world's telling me,
What to do and who to be,
Maybe I don't wanna be anyone,
Where to go, here and there,
Maybe I don't wanna be anywhere,
Wanna drug me with stupid television,
Throw me a book, and tell me it's salvation,
Well I'm sorry I don't do superstition,
Throw me a bone and fix my situation.

Keep your glorified social status,
Don't you know that blows away like dust,
In politics and country we trust,
When it's in ourselves we must,
'Coz when a dollar sign comes their way,
They won't think twice to throw us under the bus.

All the world's telling me what I should feel,
Scared, down, frustrated that's their deal,
Maybe I just wanna feel something that's real,
Rich or poor, they say you've gotta fight,
And the burning flame of patriotism iside ignite,
Why aren't their sons the ones sent off far away to die,
Out of that omnipresent feeling in their hearts, fright.

Keep your badges and your honor,
And bring our soul brothers back to life,
Or at least go and tell their fathers and mothers,
They died over nothing, just a lie,
Put our shattered souls back together,
Make me whole, so I can be myself again,
Whoever that was, I can't remember,
You were busy breaking me, now get busy mending.

How foolish of me, I forgot,
To you I'm just a number on a paper sheet,
You've taken everything I've got,
My heart, my soul, my hands and feet.

Keep your glorified social status,
Don't you know that blows away like dust,
In politics and country we trust,
When it's in ourselves we must,
'Coz when a dollar sign comes their way,
They won't think twice to throw us under the bus.

Keep your badges and your honor,
And bring our soul brothers back to life,
Or at least go and tell their fathers and mothers,
They died over nothing, just a lie,
Put our shattered souls back together,
Make me whole, so I can be myself again,
Whoever that was, I can't remember,
You were busy breaking me, now get busy mending.ARealRock'N'Rolla

martes, noviembre 23, 2010

A life well lived

He walks alone on a rainy night,
Only his memories are walking by his side,
One stone per charished moment in his pocket,
And dusty letters in his leather jacket,
Remind him of how good the good times were,
Though he wonders, what was it all for.

He never had too many things,
But what he did have, he had a lot of,
A soul to live, fingers to play, and heart to sing,
Some may say that's just not enough,
Though to me, that's more than we could ever hope to posess,
A life lived this way doesn't need any more or any less,
Make every laughter count, every tear, every breath,
For before you know it, you will have left.

Now he sits by himself by the side of the road
Watching everyone walking as they go,
As they head somewhere to hang their hats and coats,
He's a wreckadge stuck in the middle of the sea,
Surrounded by speedboats,
But at least he's free.

He never had too many things,
But what he did have, he had a lot of,
A soul to live, fingers to play, and a heart to sing,
Some may say that's just not enough,
Though to me, that's more than we could ever hope to posess,
A life lived this way doesn't need any more or any less,
Make every laughter count, every tear, every breath,
For before you know it, you will have left.

ARealRock'N'Rolla

Think about a life without you.

I was walking on my own,
When on a puddle of water on the road,
I saw your reflection.


I was delighted,
A fire in me was ignited,
Birds were going tweetly doo,
I had finally found you.


Now years have gone by,
You're still by my side,
I look at you,
And I can't do,
Nothing but sigh,
'Coz I can't wait,
For the day,
When I die.


'Coz then, I will be finally free of you,
Think about a life without you, that's all I do,
'Coz I was fine then,
Way back when,
You were just a stranger,
Now you've become a changer,
You've turned my life over and around,
You've gotten me upside down,
You've turned my smile into a frown,
I used to be up in the clouds,
Now I'm here stuck with you and without,
All the things I dream about.


Your skin to me is so coarse,
It's hard to think of anything worse,
Than your touch,
It's just too much.


Your voice when you sing,
Is deafening to me,
It makes my ears ring,
And my brain curl up and go crazy.


Now years have gone by,
You're still by my side,
I look at you,
And I cannott do,
Nothing but sigh,
'Coz I can't wait,
For the day,
When I die.


'Coz then, I will be finally free of you,
Think about a life without you, that's all I do,
'Coz I was fine then,
Way back when,
You were just a stranger,
Now you've become a changer,
You've turned my life over and around,
You've gotten me upside down,
You've turned my smile into a frown,
I used to be up in the clouds,
Now I'm here stuck with you and without,
All the things I dream about.


 ARealRock'N'Rolla

lunes, noviembre 22, 2010

Remember me. (If you love me)

Looking to the future and what it may bring,
Makes me ponder on all of the things,
That'll come, and those that will never be,
The man I'll become, the things I'll do and see.


I drift away and go to,
A time when I'm not around,
I wonder if someone'll still remember me,
Even after I'm buried six feet underground.


If you love me, remember me,
Think of me for a while and then let me go,
If you hate me, cast me out and be free,
Life's too precious to waste it so.


I can't wrap my head around the "not being here",
Guess the "where do you go" part's got me knee-deep in fear,
I wanna live before I die,
But I also wanna remain, after I fly.


When I've shed my last look upon the world,
And everything around me grows thin,
Will I hear the solemn cry of a colourful girl,
While I'm slipping into an unknown setting.


If you love me, remember me,
Think of me for a while and then let me go,
If you hate me, cast me out and be free,
Life's too precious to waste it so.

Every step I take,
Gets me closer to a place,
I'm too afraid to know,
I just don't wanna go.

If you love me, remember me,
Think of me for a while and then let me go,
If you hate me, cast me out and be free,
Life's too precious to waste it so.






ARealRock'N'Rolla

domingo, noviembre 21, 2010

Just hold me for a while

I feel the darkness aproaching,
Can't tell if it's good or bad,
Feel the urge of returning,
Of going back.

Afraid to see what lies ahead,
I'm petrified,
I'd rather stay here instead,
But I know it's time to say goodbye.

Just hold me for a while,
As I slip away,
Just hold me for a while,
There's nothing left to say,
Just hold me for a while,
Don't let myself get in the way,
Just hold me for a while,
Forever and a day.

Soon my eyes will see no more,
Everything is fading to black,
The knob's turning on it's own, don't wanna see what's behind the door,
Fear sinks in, my heart's racing, I know I can't go back.

My memories like leaves that fall from the trees,
They're all sliding away,
Flying out of my head and away from me,
And not unlike them, I'm unable to stay.

Just hold me for a while,
As I silp away,
Just hold me for a while,
There's nothing left to say,
Just hold me for a while,
Don't let myself stand in the way,
Just hold me for a while,
Forever and a day.

Just hold me for a while,
Just hold me for a while.

'Til I've passed on,
'Til I'm gone.

ARealRock'N'Rolla

martes, noviembre 16, 2010

Where I long to be

You know when your mind wanders away,
Back to happier times,
You remember your childhood loves,
The first time you listened to your favorite band,
Or the first time that a person held your hand,
And you look around at your life today,
And you ask yourself,
When did the person you used to be went away,
'Coz now the good times ain't as good,
And the happy times aren't as gay,
But the bad times sure are bad,
As the sad times are surely the saddest ones,
If only you could go back,

To when everything was magical,
When love was just automatical,
You didn't have to pray for it to be reciprocal,
To when a handshake was a real one,
When it wasn't a prelude to the stab to come,
To when everything was so simple,
Now it's all complicated and radical,
Take me back and leave me,
Where I long to be.

You go through your old school pictures,
Then you look at your face in the mirror,
You begin to realize that you ain't gonna be young again,
Then you understand that someday your story will end,
It hits you like a freightrain, one day you'll die,
But you've gotta pick yourself up off the floor, open up the door,
And go out to live 'til you die, it ain't no time to sit around and cry,
Though at times you'll go

If only I could go back,
To when everything was magical,
When love was just automatical you didn't have to pray for it to be reciprocal,
To when a handshake was a real one,
When it wasn't a prelude to the stab to come,
To when everything was so simple,
Now it's all complicated and radical,
Take me back and leave me,
Where I long to be.


ARealRock'N'Rolla

The only way I know how to be

I ain't never been the kind of man to say things,
Wordlessly,
Guess all these eyes o' mine can do is see,
Perhaps it's my fault, I've always been too lazy,
To teach them how to speak.


I've never had a good way with words either,
It takes the longest time, for these fingers to write,
Anything worth while reading,
Can't be blamed for being a quiet guy,


I never say anything,
Unless it's worth saying something,
And when I do, it comes out wrong,
Think that explains why I'm always on my own,
Maybe people get offended too easily,
Or maybe ev'ry time my tongue lets loose it crosses a line,
But this is the only way I know how to be.


My old lady asked me something the other night,
Can't remember wot it was,
Guess it wasn't too important 'coz I didn't reply,
She told me I didn't care 'bout anything she said,
And I told her not always, only at times,
She slapped me across the face and threw me out,
That's wot I get for saying wot's really on my mind,


But it ain't that I'm a bad guy,
I just can't seem to get along with lying,
I always say wot I feel whether I'm wrong or right,
Guess we'll find out, in time,


I never say anything,
Unless it's worth saying something,
And when I do, it comes out wrong,
Think that explains why I'm always on my own,
Maybe people get offended too easily,
Or maybe ev'ry time my tongue lets loose it crosses a line,
But this is the only way I know how to be.


ARealRock'N'Rolla

domingo, noviembre 14, 2010

It's all touch and go

Everything in life is touch and go,
You can only do wot you feel's best,
But don't take my word for it,
It's just a foolish man's guess,
A woman's all alone in her living room,
A sad song plays, while she dances in a wornout dress,
A forgotten man sits alone in a crowded pub,
As he waits for an unknown guest,
That just won't show,
At least not tonight anyways,
It's all touch and go.

So, you never quite know wot to do,
The shadow of doubt falls over you,
It's just the way it is, nobody knows why,
The only thing we do know,
Is that we don't know,
And it's ok to let that show,
We're all scared, can't you tell,
It's all touch and go.

A washed out soul sits alone beneath the trees,
Her hair's blown back by the cold winter breeze,
Her face is pale, she's down to her last finger nail,
She saught to trail an unknown path, and she failed.


So, you never quite know wot to do,
The shadow of doubt falls over you,
It's just the way it is, nobody knows why,
The only thing we do know,
Is that we don't know,
And it's ok to let that show,
We're all scared, can't you tell,
It's all touch and go.


Ev'rythin's touch and go,
How will it all go,
Who's to know


It's all touch and go.




ARealRock'N'Rolla

You've Just Gotta Look Out Your Own Eyes

I belong to you,
And you belong to me,
We're all brothers and sisters,
Can't you see,
'Coz we're all thrown together,
In this wonderful clusterfuck we call life,
Thus it's been and thus it'll be forever,
You'll see it too when you start looking out your own eyes,
Ev'ryone says they're from here and there,
When we're all from the same place,
Why have you got those tired eyes for,
Wipe those tears off of your face,
'Coz we're all thrown together,
In this wonderful clusterfuck we call life,
Thus it's been and thus it'll be forever,
You'll see it too when you start looking out your own eyes,
I know it ain't no easy situation,
Walking down this strange road,
But before your mind starts spinning outta control,
Try to realise something you already know,
That we're all thrown together,
In this wonderful clusterfuck we call life,
Thus it's been and thus it'll be forever,
You've just gotta look out your own eyes,
Though I've tryed,
So many times before,
For the life of me I can't figure out why,
We just can't seem to find out how to open the door.
'Coz we're all thrown together,
In this wonderful clusterfuck we call life,
Thus it's been and thus it'll be forever,
You've just gotta look out your own eyes,
Oh you've gotta look, (X4)
Oh, you've gotta look out your own eyes. (X2)




ARealRock'N'Rolla

jueves, noviembre 11, 2010

On The Wrong Side Of The Tracks...

A rainy day,
A lit cigarette,
A lonely man smokes himself away,
With no answers to the questions in his head.

His soul sinks,
Into a dark abyss,
As he thinks,
Of all the chances that he missed,
A life of wasted opportunities.

Deep inside his soul,
He knows,
He's on the wrong side of the tracks,
But walking on, he goes,
It's too late to turn back.

Gazing out his window,
At all the faces passing by,
His heart falls low,
And his sorrow flies high.

He turns away,
Stares out into open space,
He's all alone, he's a cast away,
An empty heart beats alone in an empty place.

Deep inside his soul,
He knows,
He's on the wrong side of the tracks,
But walking on, he goes,
It's too late to turn back.

Deep inside his soul,
He knows,
He's on the wrong side of the tracks,
But walking on, he goes,
It's too late to turn back.

ARealRockNRolla

domingo, noviembre 07, 2010

That's who I am

I'm an on-land sailor,
A storyteller,
A dreamworld dweller,
An illusion seller,
I ain't got money,
Ain't pretty or funny,
At times dark but never sunny,
There ain't nothing more than meets the eye, honey,
Jeans over suit,
Cigarettes to fruit,
A drunk to boot,
Just aim and shoot,
Truths over lies,
Ears over eyes,
Jesus Christ?,
No, I ain't that wise,
A heart o' gold,
So I was told,
Growing old?,
That's only for the bold,
When I was a boy I was a liar,
Not by choice by desire,
Should I burn in the pyre,
Hope not, 'coz I hate fire.
Curious about the end,
What's around the bend?,
A very popular man,
Who's in need of a true friend,
Ain't scared o' dyin',
No, I don't mind,
Alive and dead, there's but a line,
Of the finest kind,
That's who I am,
Not a perfect man,
Have tried, but I just can't,
There are broken things you just cannot mend.






ARealRockNRolla

sábado, noviembre 06, 2010

Lost in translation...

I took this train down to nowhere land,
'Coz I can't handle the strain, of always trying to understand,
There's just too many if's and why's and how's,
So I got up and went and left this shattered house,
Packed my memories neatly in my suitcase,
And hit the road, to another place.


I don't know where it is that Imma goin',
But I sure know where I've been,
I plan on goin' wherever the wind's ablowin',
Hopefully it takes me to the city of the unseen,
'Coz I find it hard to take all this here attention,
I miss those days when I had a reputation,
It's time for some long overdue vacations,
I'm aplanning to get lost in translation.


Why is it so damn hard just livin',
I find at times it gets a lil' hard just breathin',
You're awalkin' and atumblin',
And your world all around you is acrumblin',
You think about all the things you've done,
And all the choices you've made, somehow seem broken down and wrong,
Just like the most beautiful of roses, has it's thorns,
So do we, they spring out on the day we're born.


I don't know where it is that I'm agoin',
But I sure know where I've been,
I plan on goin' wherever the wind's ablowin',
Hopefully it takes me to the city of the unseen,
'Coz I find it hard to take all this here attention,
I miss those days when I had a reputation,
It's time for some long overdue vacations,
I'm aplanning to get lost in translation.


'Coz I can't stand, to just stand and wait,
All the tolls I needed to pay, have been payed,
Oh, brother they've been payed at the highest price,
They've left me way in over my head, without even a dime to drop dead on,
So now I'm just asingin' lullabies.



I don't know where it is that I'm agoin',
But I sure know where I've been,
I plan on goin' wherever the wind's ablowin',
Hopefully it takes me to the city of the unseen,
'Coz I find it hard to take all this here attention,
I miss those days when I had a reputation,
It's time for some long overdue vacations,
I'm aplanning to get lost in translation.



ARealRock'N'Rolla

Now that I ain't got you...

The smell of cigarettes on my hands,
Tells me it was good night, last night,
The smell of liquor on my breath,
Tells me that last night, I went for a little ride,
The smell of the night on yesterday's clothes,
Tells me I ventured to the wildest side,
And two birds lying sleeping beside me,
Tell me I'm ready for another go 'round, another try.


'Coz I'm free now that I ain't got you,
I breathe the soothing danger of the night,
Have no guilt trips over doing wot I wanna do,
And yes I may be blue from time to time,
But the right kindda wrong company,
And the toys of the night life, make my moon shine,
'Coz I'm free now that I ain't got you.


The awoken essence of primal instincts,
Tells me that last night in my sheets, there was a rollercoaster ride,
My heart sees it all, smokes it all, drinks it all, does it all,
Pass it down, pour it up, take it to the top, and gimme a light,
I'm a rooftop walker, a straight talker, and a danger stalker,
I'm a rolling stone, a rock'n'rolla to the bone, and I rock and roll alone.


'Coz I'm free now that I ain't got you,
I breathe the soothing danger of the night,
Have no guilt trips over doing wot I wanna do,
And yes I may be blue from time to time,
But the right kindda wrong company,
And the toys of the night life, make my moon shine,
'Coz I'm free now that I ain't got you.




ARealRock'N'Rolla

viernes, noviembre 05, 2010

A Nameless Godess. (In a Cool Long Red Dress)

I was at a party,
Lost in the crowd,
When I saw her,
She was standing there,
Nothing short of a godess,
Smoking on a cigarette,
In a cool long red dress,
It was there and then,
When I knew,
She would put everything,
Who I  was, to an end,
And there was only one thing,
I could really say,
Hoka hey, hoka hey, hoka hey,
When my lips,
First touched hers,
My heart broke a dozen times,
And in my ears,
The bells of fate began to chime,
She put my mind at ease,
And my heart in overdrive,
We got lost in each other,
The hours flew by,
Her naked body covered,
And sheltered mine,
From that old, that very old,
And familiar cold,
Before we knew it, the dawn had shown its face,
And bluntly, the sobriety of the new day,
Overshadowed, the drunken haze,
Of the night before, which faded away,
All too soon,
It was all sun, there was no more moon,
She kissed my cheeks goodbye,
She slipped past the door,
And ever since then I,
I ain't seen her no more,
That nameless godess,
In her cool long red dress.




ARealRock'N'Rolla

If Only You Were Here. (My Dark Haired Friend)

I wish you were here by my side,
The waves are crashing at my feet,
I feel the ocean piercing through my eyes,
I'm sinking into the bottom of this moment, so freely.
The wind's whispering it's sweet music in my ear,
It's letting me know the hour comes near,
But everything is alright, I have no fear,
I'm signing off, I'm about to dissapear.


And all the while I'm thinking of you,
I can see your face so clearly,
Painted on a cloud up in the sky,
Time slips away so hurriedly,
From a thousand miles away I can hear your sigh,
I take hold of this feeling with all I've got, but it's coming to an end,
If only you were here, my dark haired friend.


I feel the sunshine resting on my chest,
I'm like a child all over again,
This pristine sensation of life, I know it best,
I'm no longer bound to anything, I shook lose from my chains,
I wanna pour myself into your warm embrace,
I wanna feel your breath on my skin,
I wanna fix my gaze upon your face,
I wanna feel your heart beating up against mine, while this moment grows thin.


And all the while I'm thinking of you,
I can see your face so clearly,
Painted on a cloud up in the sky,
Time slips away so hurriedly,
From a thousand miles away I can hear your sigh,
I take hold of this feeling with all I've got, but it's coming to an end,
If only you were here, my dark haired friend.


I'm loosing you in the horizon,
I feel the tide's already arising,
The sun's fire has burntout for the day,
The moon alights the sky, she's here to stay,
And stars spring out, like roses in may
I grab hold of the thought of you, but it's gliding away,
You and you alone can help me relive this day once again,
If only you were here, my dark haired friend.




ARealRock'N'Rolla

Pink Floyd Comfortably Numb w/Van



ARealRock'N'Rolla

jueves, noviembre 04, 2010

Bloddy burocrats

They take it all away,
They leave you empty-handed,
In the middle of the road,
You're left stranded,
Without a dime in your pocket,
And no place to go,
What's the thing to do,
Who in the world knows.


As long as they can make a buck,
Whether you're hurtin' or not,
I tell you mate, they just don't give a fuck.


You see 'em drowning in champagne on their fancy yats,
And buying gucci coats for their ugly cats,
I tell you mate, they just don't give a fuck, bloddy burocrats.


Where ya goin'?,
Imma blowin',
Your burocratic mind.


You have to fill in forms to fall in love,
And then some more,
When you find that love just ain't enough,
And you wanna walk out the door,
They're all just blue blodded gits,
Who only go to bed,
To fuck like bunnies and make a hoard of burokids,
Ain't that the tits.


Our pain to them is just a form of refined comedy,
If their stocks went down a point, wouldn't that be a tragedy,
Tell you mate, they just don't give a fuck about you and me.


They're all happy go lucky driving in their sport cars,
While we're sitting in our porches pist off at this pharse,
Tell you mate, we're fucked, and they're laughing away drinkin' at their minibars


Watcha' doin'?
Imma running,
'Coz the burocrats are bombing,
They've got their panties,
In a bunch,
Apparently they just can't take a punch.


They see us bleedin',
Lyin' on the streets and pleadin'
But first they need an assesment meeting,
While we're sufferin' and acting like tottlers,
Just kicking away and screamin'.
Tell you mate, Bloddy burocrats.

miércoles, noviembre 03, 2010

A Lonely Mile

Feel like I've been walking for hours now,
These streets are old, though they feel changed somehow,
The wind's blowin' but the trees don't sway,
Guess it wasn't such a good idea to come home today.


Wots going on,
In this old town,
I'm all alone,
And there's not a sound,
It looks like these empty streets,
Haven't been walked on in a while,
It's just me,
Walking a lonely lonely mile.


A black veil has been set upon the city,
This once beatiful town, now don't look so pretty,
The warmth is gone, the cold has come,
I feel the chill sinking into my bones,
Or maybe it never really was so warm all along.


Wots going on,
In this old town,
I'm all alone,
And there's not even a sound,
It looks like these empty streets,
Haven't been walked on in a while,
It's just me,
Walking a lonely lonely mile.

The only thing moving me's the blues,
And the feeling that I've got nothing left to lose,
'Coz whatever I felt something for,
Ain't here anymore.

Wots going on,
In this old town,
I'm all alone,
And there's not even a sound,
It looks like these empty streets,
Haven't been walked on in a while,
It's just me,
Walking a lonely lonely mile.

A Clown

No one ever seems to realise,
That the floor we're walking on is holed up with lies,
And though some of us fall through,
We just keep on walking,
'Coz we don't know wot else to do.


But though you're the ones tripping and falling down,
Somehow I always wind up looking like the clown,
You spend yer lives with yer heads buried in the ground,
And 'coz my face is not painted brown, I always look like the clown,
'Coz yer all just kings and queens, but you've missplaced yer crowns,
And I'm the jester in the castle, nothing but a clown.


Shape up yer heart and mind,
Before you run outta time,
Just 'coz everyone is always eating the floor,
Doesn't mean that that's the way to go,
There are many other paths to walk for sure,
But to tread 'em you have to know.


That though they're the ones tripping and falling down,
Somehow you'll always wind up looking like the clown,
They spend their lives with their heads buried in the ground,
And 'coz your face ain't painted brown, you'll always look like the clown,
'Coz they're all just kings and queens, but they've missplaced their crowns,
And you'll just be the jester in the castle, nothing but a clown.

But though they're the ones tripping and falling down,
Somehow we'll always wind up looking like the clowns,
They spend their lives with their heads buried in the ground,
And 'coz our faces aren't painted brown, we'll always look like the clowns,
'Coz they're all just kings and queens, but they've missplaced their crowns,
And we're just the jesters in the castle, nothing but clowns.

martes, noviembre 02, 2010

Without A Care. (Para ti brujo)

On your shoulders I rested my legs more times,
Than I could ever imagine,
Like a great tune, that memory's fixed on my mind,
It just keeps on playing,
I remember the lines on your face, 
And the grey on your hair,
They're both now lost from this world, without a trace,
You died as you lived, without a care.

Even though it's been so long since you've been gone,
And the years just keep on piling on,
The candle still burns bright,
And when I seem to lose my way,
Get tangled up in the things I cannot say,
The candle still burns bright,
And when my soul wanders into the darkest place,
And I can't find my way around this maze,
I can see your candle still burns bright.

All my childhood memories,
Are locked in a mitt, a bat and a baseball,
I'd let them out but you took away the key,
This moment's the only thing I own, that's all,
In your arms, I flew through the air,
These were the only moments that I ever lived in without a care.

Even though it's been so long since you've been gone,
And the years just keep on piling on,
The candle still burns bright,
And when I seem to lose my way,
Get tangled up in the things I cannot say,
The candle still burns bright,
And when my soul wanders into the darkest place,
And I can't find my way around this maze,
I can see your candle still burns bright.

What good will it do?,
To curse the gods for stealing you,
The years I got with you, were only nine,
If you ask me, I say that's just way too little time,
But only one man amongst ourselves can say what is or isn't fair,
And that is the man who lived without a care.


Even though it's been so long since you've been gone,
And the years just keep on piling on,
The candle still burns bright,
And when I seem to lose my way,
Get tangled up in the things I cannot say,
The candle still burns bright,
And when my soul wanders into the darkest place,
And I can't find my way around this maze,
I can see your candle still burns bright.
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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!
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