Thursday, August 31, 2006

Now-published "Gems"

I really don't know if I'll ever publish the last two entries I made, they were more for ranting's sake than any real reason. But considering it's been a couple weeks since I published anything, I offer my version of a greatest hits kind of thing. More like an "unpublished gems" entry. Basically this entry is composed of lyrics to songs that I've written in the last two years.

Enjoy, or don't, whatever.

Fishbait

Far Away.

Well I'm far away from yesterday
And where I go, it's got to be
Away from here

The things I know, they never stay
And where they go, it's got to be
Away from here

Now how 'bout you, what could you do?
To help me stay away from here.
Jan 2006

Headache

She sees my perfection through banches and leaves and I cry at night,
There's no love for me here in the dying light of forests of kindness
Round the outskirts of the town where her body lies empty
Waiting for me.

I sit feeling nothing, smoke all of the thoughts that I can't forget
While I lie awake wanting a cigarette and search for my mistress on unholy ground
Where she's dying 'lone slowly in extasy.

S'only you that I follow and lonely I suffer.
Wandering aimlessly down paths unkept that I'll never see.
And you're just too much for this poor kid to handle,
But when I dream in the evening you're here with me.
Nov 2004

untitled

If we could only walk hand in hand together,
And lock ourselves in a lovers embrace,
Stroll through life forever this way,
Tongues intertwined, savoring kisses.

Til our hearts decide to break yet part only briefly.
Only to find that there's nothing in magick to
Hide the feelings we both knew wouldn't grow old

Passions so frantic,
We can't afford to miss any moment sharing delusions.
Say that you want me and proove that you mean it.
Now again, while I flirt w/desire.
Kicking it's windows and falling from heights.
And all in the hope that you'll be waiting to catch me.
co-writter: Melanie Keller.
Nov 2004.

Clever

I wander down the roads not knowing
I wonder where the stories are
Thinking that nothing will rob me
From time in my mind for these holes in my heart

Thinking only of things that don't matter anymore
As you finally find your way out of my door
There's no room for your shit
Or any and all of your reasons to sleep on the floor

And you think you're so clever
But you push and you pull and you've made me unsure.
And you know that there's nothing for me to do anymore
But you still think you're so clever

I'm fighting all of the reasons to keep you beside me
But I'm much better off w/out a psycho to guide me
The things that you told me were never the truth
And there's no way I'm crawling my way back to you.

So take all of your problems to somebody else
There's no chance of me helping you out of your hell
See I've got my own issues, like you couldn't tell
Why don't you solve them for me, you know me so well

And you think that you're so clever
But you push and you pull and you've made me unsure
And you know that there's nothing for me to do any more
But you still think that you're so clever.
Jan 2006

Dirty Mistress

She sings my reflection through whispers of trees and there's nothing to save me
I'm here on my knees while she mocks and she taunts me
W/words all obsene
And there's nothing to find in this hole
Where I hide all my thoughts and my fears they fall on the deafs ears
It's all fuelling the fire and it has been for years
And now I'm waiting for someone to sweep up the tears while I'm high in my room
And I wonder where things all went wrong.

There's no way out for me, at least that I can see
I'm dying slowly inside, cuz I just shouldn't be
Fighting daily an anger that festers in me
And I can't even justify watching t.v.
So I'll go for a walk, but I'm not willing to talk
To the friendliest of faces that skulk down my block
They're all shadows to me and I really don't see
Any reason in finding a better disease.

And releasing aggressions through therapy sessions
Does nothing to subvert or change my direction
I've gone too far now past the whys and the hows
So I'll raise both my hands just to scream at the ground
I feel lonely up here, trapped in hate and w/fear
Sucking up to the barmaid for "just one more beer"
Is there no help for me in this rich company
Only cheaters and liars in this miscreant sea
Now I'm hopeing that nobody's home
'Cuz it's safer when I'm all alone.
Aug 2005

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