viernes, abril 16, 2010

Our Whimsical Future

Tea in the mornin',
Coffee in the afternoon,
And beer and wine at night,
A cigarrette in my hand,
And you by my side
Doesn't seem too shabby a-way
To spent the rest of my life

Oh my, my, my, my
You're mine, mine
Everyday and everynight

The moon and the stars, up in the sky,
Light up the night, for you and I,
To share the greatest moments of our lifes,
Which we'll record with our bodies and eyes
And they'll be engraved,
On our memory,
And on our hearts and minds
They'll be there, for us to remember them,
As time, oh bittersweet time goes by

So my dear, sigh
And say goodbye,
But, don't worry it's just for tonight,
I'll see you again on the other side.


Nothing but the shadow of a man,
That used to be alive,
Merely, the ashes of a burnt truth
That long ago became a lie
No sun, no stars, are kindling bright,
The dark tunnel before the light,
All weakness, and no might,
Just a doomed batter waiting for the third strike

So come for me, I won't put up a fight,
I promiss you, not even a tear these eyes of mine will cry,
Come for me, I'm standing still,
And take me along with the next winter chill.

Is hope overrated?
I think that question's jaded,
Maybe in time we'll find a way
To stand our ground, while the tides,
The impenetrable tides of life,
Fiercely sway
But until then, as soft as clay, 
I will stay

So come for me, I won't put up a fight,

I promiss you, not even a tear these eyes of mine will cry,
Come for me, I'm standing still,
And take me along with the next winter chill.

Everybody says, it'll be alright
Even as the pitch black uncertainty
Haunts you in the night,
Maybe we should give up our sanity,
Perhaps then the future will seem bright,
But until i gather enough strength, and courage,
I'll remain haunted for countless of sleepless nights


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!