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

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