I've been abused and broken down, but when I'm out and about, they remind me of all I need.
When I'm kicked around, bruised and taken advantage of in these past days, I'll look at these tracks and remember olden days. Knowing how they awaited patiently, loving and loving me.
When my world slows down for a time they'll be there, those ones who care. They change faces and times, when I learn to lean and trust the faith in me.
I've had my ways, doing my own thing so easily. When the world slowed down and the stars burned out, you were there for me. You brought me out to see, it was all the same, the death of me and everything I onced loved to see. That it wasn't worth to take in all that would eventually kill the soul inside me. When eyes would open wide, this wasn't what they'd want to see.
You took it all from me during these dark days. Put me back up on my feet, so I don't have to lean. It wasn't easy but they gave me the things I need, a north star burns in these veins tracked and scared deep.
So even when my world slowed down, the loss of faith in those who took care of me. You reminded this soul, and made me believe it's all in this love around me.
New faces come each day, new hearts and new souls with each. One will come along to treat me better than anything, love me for being me and my life story....
Opened my story past and could see, you brought the faith back into me. Love ran deep in the veins of its tale, pages thrived and others died. But they're all I need, this truest love and trust inside of me.
They brought the love inside me, and you made me see.
Your love is all I need.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Have You Seen My Dreams?
I fall and wait for the time to wake
Run, who can hold my soul
Should I sleep for eternity
How dark these dreams are haunting
Sail on through the misery
How dark these dreams are haunting
Piano keys softly play
Do I dare wake?
I let the music flow
it seems it’s the song of my soul
Do I dare wake and kill these dreams
Do I dare listen to the secrets inside coming
black and white tinkling
Does anyone know…
What’s inside me, dreams are haunting
I sleep to wake, and wake to sleep
I take my waking slow
Waking, turning, listening
Restless legs yearning to walk again
Run, but who can hold my soul?
These hands are hurt, broken
They cannot hold.
Who can hold my soul?
I fall and wait for the time to wake
Run, who can hold my soul
Should I sleep for eternity
How dark these dreams are haunting
Sail on through the misery
How dark these dreams are haunting
God, will you hear my prayers
I ask to the stars, to what’s beyond
There's only silence
Where’s that Stargirl they talk about
Dancing from shooting star to star
I want to run, where’s the music for my feet
Where’s my heart-beat?
I fall and wait for the time to wake
Run, who can hold my soul
Should I sleep for eternity
How dark these dreams are haunting
Sail on through the misery
How dark these dreams are haunting
I don’t hear the keys softly playing
Where’s my heart song
I want two hands to hold, to guide and swing
Where’s that girl that’s been dancing in my dreams
It seems I want to ask her to marry me
Have you seen my dreams shining in the everglow?
I fall and wait for the time to wake
Run, who can hold my soul
Should I sleep for eternity
How dark these dreams are haunting
Sail on through the misery
How dark these dreams are haunting
Have you seen that Stargirl,
have you found my dreams?
She lives up to all I see,
have you found my dreams?
Have you found my sweet dreams loving me?
I wake to sleep and take my waking slow,
there's a beat in here where the music flows.
Have you seen...my Stargirl?
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Everybody Let's Go
Hey ho everybody lets go
Come step step step
a little with me
It’s time we all went on a field trip
Just you and me
Hey ho everybody lets go
Lets go back before that attitude
before kids got gang banging tattoos
Before “oops there goes reality”
And we knew about gravity.
Hey ho everybody lets go
I got a time machine in my pocket
Yeah it’s a little broke
Got holes in it
cause who remembers every trip
Every minute of life when you’re tripping just to stay alive
No it aint no joke or just me saying
Ha ha look we’ve all struggled this lifetime
But there’s something more when you’ve gone lower
Than the acceptable low
When you know what it feels to hold a knife
Metal biting into the sides of your throat
The scratch of the noose waiting for you at high noon
Cause that bullet just wont do
Can’t leave that mess on moms carpet
No red stains or lasting memories to leave behind you yo
Hey ho, no it aint no joke just for the living
Come on everybody let’s go
Grab my hand if you know what we’re saying
That’s right I said we, weren’t you listenin'?
Cause it aint just you and me that been down this hard road
We’ve all thought of ways to make life better
There’s no fairytale that’s been fed at bedtime
Sorry if that ruins your plans or nightlife
You probably already know though
So come on back to reality
Those pill pushing poppers aint gonna help
Nope it just aint a fairytale
Hey ho come one, come all, let’s GO!
There’s a whole bunch of us who walk this road
Forwards to recovery
Backwards to misery
Doesn’t matter we’re all the same
Skin flesh and bones
All got mistakes to make
we’re all deaf from time to time
Don’t let anyone tell you what’s wrong or right
Live by your heart and you’ll make it here
Hear those stories true
Ringing loud and clear
Not a gunshot to the head
But that in survival there is HOPE!
Hey ho everybody let’s go!
Yeah we all got the pops that didn’t turn out to be a hero
No mother who could do it all and never shed a tear
All got some baggage from a former lover
Enough shattered and broken hearts
To make a stained glass museum
Yeah we all got the hard truth and regrets
Life aint no fairytale fed to us by parents unreal
Been called names by our former peers
Bullies pushing and tearing us apart
One more black eye don’t make it right
Playing the name game don’t change how it is
Call someone a faggot, hoe, bastard doesn’t matter
We’re all human, love, breathe, live, and die
Playing Russian roulette with feelings just aint right
Come on everybody let’s go,
Leave the bullies and pozers behind
Not worth a second thought
Two years time won’t know “who was that guy”
Let’s leave the bullies behind,
Don’t let them take your life.
Hey ho, everybody lets go!
Hey ho everybody lets go
Time to get outta here
Time to leave the shit behind
Yeah I got a time machine with holes
But who cares about the past
It’s a dog with no bite
Don’t give it the teeth to eat you
away from your rights
Come on grab my hand
Time to walk this so called lonely road
Hey ho everybody lets go
Meet you on ninth street
Where we rock out to feel the beat
In our hearts and the souls of our feet (who needs shoes anyway?)
Meet you at the crossroads tonight
Where we get high on life
We’re all walking together
Through this storm called strife
It aint no fairytale, no.
Hey ho, everybody lets go.
(Life is worth living, and yes there is hope, let’s go find it, walk this road…..together?)
Come step step step
a little with me
It’s time we all went on a field trip
Just you and me
Hey ho everybody lets go
Lets go back before that attitude
before kids got gang banging tattoos
Before “oops there goes reality”
And we knew about gravity.
Hey ho everybody lets go
I got a time machine in my pocket
Yeah it’s a little broke
Got holes in it
cause who remembers every trip
Every minute of life when you’re tripping just to stay alive
No it aint no joke or just me saying
Ha ha look we’ve all struggled this lifetime
But there’s something more when you’ve gone lower
Than the acceptable low
When you know what it feels to hold a knife
Metal biting into the sides of your throat
The scratch of the noose waiting for you at high noon
Cause that bullet just wont do
Can’t leave that mess on moms carpet
No red stains or lasting memories to leave behind you yo
Hey ho, no it aint no joke just for the living
Come on everybody let’s go
Grab my hand if you know what we’re saying
That’s right I said we, weren’t you listenin'?
Cause it aint just you and me that been down this hard road
We’ve all thought of ways to make life better
There’s no fairytale that’s been fed at bedtime
Sorry if that ruins your plans or nightlife
You probably already know though
So come on back to reality
Those pill pushing poppers aint gonna help
Nope it just aint a fairytale
Hey ho come one, come all, let’s GO!
There’s a whole bunch of us who walk this road
Forwards to recovery
Backwards to misery
Doesn’t matter we’re all the same
Skin flesh and bones
All got mistakes to make
we’re all deaf from time to time
Don’t let anyone tell you what’s wrong or right
Live by your heart and you’ll make it here
Hear those stories true
Ringing loud and clear
Not a gunshot to the head
But that in survival there is HOPE!
Hey ho everybody let’s go!
Yeah we all got the pops that didn’t turn out to be a hero
No mother who could do it all and never shed a tear
All got some baggage from a former lover
Enough shattered and broken hearts
To make a stained glass museum
Yeah we all got the hard truth and regrets
Life aint no fairytale fed to us by parents unreal
Been called names by our former peers
Bullies pushing and tearing us apart
One more black eye don’t make it right
Playing the name game don’t change how it is
Call someone a faggot, hoe, bastard doesn’t matter
We’re all human, love, breathe, live, and die
Playing Russian roulette with feelings just aint right
Come on everybody let’s go,
Leave the bullies and pozers behind
Not worth a second thought
Two years time won’t know “who was that guy”
Let’s leave the bullies behind,
Don’t let them take your life.
Hey ho, everybody lets go!
Hey ho everybody lets go
Time to get outta here
Time to leave the shit behind
Yeah I got a time machine with holes
But who cares about the past
It’s a dog with no bite
Don’t give it the teeth to eat you
away from your rights
Come on grab my hand
Time to walk this so called lonely road
Hey ho everybody lets go
Meet you on ninth street
Where we rock out to feel the beat
In our hearts and the souls of our feet (who needs shoes anyway?)
Meet you at the crossroads tonight
Where we get high on life
We’re all walking together
Through this storm called strife
It aint no fairytale, no.
Hey ho, everybody lets go.
(Life is worth living, and yes there is hope, let’s go find it, walk this road…..together?)
Sentiment is My Forte
I have a story to tell, would you like to hear? Sit with me a while it takes a hundred years. I have a life to live, care to be part of it? Another eighty years. Take one step don’t look away. Come near so I can say, a story of livin’ my way.
There’s more to life than just to live. Walk the bridge, cascades to wash away the anger and fear, to linger on the thin line between love and hate but don’t fall in. Make life to create a difference again and again. You’re the writer; make the hundred year story count for more than just words on a page to rarely glimpse at. Black dots connected with lines, staring in a blank window, no warm home inside. Where’s your reasons why I ask, where’s your passion and sentiment? Where’s the fire burning in the hearth for all to see, to come huddle near?
Yet, the light doesn’t set on the City of Angels, midnight moonlight, enough to break your heart in longing desire. Stuck between today and tomorrow, verging on eclipse in the twilight of halo dreams. I’m writing here watching people pass by, never any change as their walls are collapsing in. You want to be here you said, but where’s the sentiment? Where’s the light you’re suppose to bring or am I just blind to god’s saving grace my friend?
‘Sentiment is my forte’ I said; pull the cord rip the heart walls open like the package you sent. See what’s inside, only two ways out of the box you give. You pray for rain, hope slows down the crushing fire. I dare you- reach inside, find wings to fly and give this lifetime. Find your reasons why.
I have a hundred year story of learning to share, of heartbreaking love so pure, compassion with reason, hope without fear. Come. Walk with me a bit in twilight dreams lit by an angel, feel the wind beneath our wings brush your cheek. Sweet dreams my dear, we’ll live again. Sentiment is my forte I said, and I know why.
There’s more to life than just to live. Walk the bridge, cascades to wash away the anger and fear, to linger on the thin line between love and hate but don’t fall in. Make life to create a difference again and again. You’re the writer; make the hundred year story count for more than just words on a page to rarely glimpse at. Black dots connected with lines, staring in a blank window, no warm home inside. Where’s your reasons why I ask, where’s your passion and sentiment? Where’s the fire burning in the hearth for all to see, to come huddle near?
Yet, the light doesn’t set on the City of Angels, midnight moonlight, enough to break your heart in longing desire. Stuck between today and tomorrow, verging on eclipse in the twilight of halo dreams. I’m writing here watching people pass by, never any change as their walls are collapsing in. You want to be here you said, but where’s the sentiment? Where’s the light you’re suppose to bring or am I just blind to god’s saving grace my friend?
‘Sentiment is my forte’ I said; pull the cord rip the heart walls open like the package you sent. See what’s inside, only two ways out of the box you give. You pray for rain, hope slows down the crushing fire. I dare you- reach inside, find wings to fly and give this lifetime. Find your reasons why.
I have a hundred year story of learning to share, of heartbreaking love so pure, compassion with reason, hope without fear. Come. Walk with me a bit in twilight dreams lit by an angel, feel the wind beneath our wings brush your cheek. Sweet dreams my dear, we’ll live again. Sentiment is my forte I said, and I know why.
A Life Isn't a Story
One day I'll tell you what these scars mean to me, to you they're just a past that you never could see, but to me they mean more than just a past story. A life is more than just a story.
Every smile I've ever given, every line has more than just what's there. A life is more than just a story, it's layers of painted art not quite perfect, beautifully calm and dark- just a reflecting pool for you to stare. You won't always see the bottom, but babe I'll let you see this time. Each scar has a story, I'll tell you of this one tonight, just promise you'll hold my hand. This artwork ain't a Picasso but it's beautiful all the same, it's in the eyes of the beholder, they'll see the bottom layer of this beautiful disaster and you'll know I'll love you always, cause you've seen past the smile straight to the pain, but you made me laugh with your own masterpiece of life and showed me the way.
You see this new scar, it was because of you and only you, I'll live with it forever and never forget it's there because I'll always love you, it will be my reminder of our time together. No matter what new paint you put on, I'll always think you're a masterpiece maybe just a little lost and confused. But life's more than just a story, it contains more than just us, life goes on and carrys new firsts and new glues. These pieces you've shared I love forever, but you took this painting off my wall and decided you'd go use, new decisions new paints darker and no longer tinted golden blue.
A life is more than just a story, I'll always love you more with each passing day.
These bottom layers only mean what you want them to, a simple past to paint the future upon. I see the joy and happiness and the past you've tried to glue, pieces upon pieces broken in more than two by two. Your painted life colored and darkened shows the most beautiful soul this life has ever seen. It's more than just a story these emotions we feel, painted deep for others to see bleeding reds and blues. Don't let the bottom of this pool of paint scare you, it's made you You. We're becoming who we are through and through. So let's forget to peel these backs off, let's leave them to slowly heal. The paint will dry, a new brush will come, you're beautiful and that's true. A life is more than just a story, this artwork is part of you. Your life is a beautiful painting to me, you know I'll love you always.
A life is more than just a story, I'll love you more with each passing day.
Hopefully you'll understand when I tell you, I'm not who you thought I was today. See this scar? It's more than just a story, it's made me who I am tonight even though it's still brand new and shiny bright. I'm not who you may want me to be, but I'll always have my hand open for you. Tonight just hold mine, and I'll tell you the rest of this scar's story, it's a painting a life of it's own for you. The bottom of this paint pool is a different color, but you know I'll always love you.I won't hold you here for long, just tonight give me the comfort I want. I show this painting just for you, because I can't lie forever with these hidden feelings torturing me over little things. My life is more than just a story, but I painted this one for you. I love you and I'm not afraid, but I know I have to throw it all away. I can't hold you here like this for long, I'd hate it if I made you stray. I'll be ok, there's always more paint when the rainbow comes, just first let the rain wash everything away. I love you, but life just isn't a fairy tale story. A Life isn't a story, it's a beautiful painting that can never be erased.
Pages of a story can be erased, re-written, or burned. An artwork as amazing as you can't be rid of the only canvas you have to paint this life story upon. You can try to cover up the spots with more paint, you'll always know what was once there. Some let it show, some learn to hide love or pain, to each their own. But your life is this amazing painting, don't let anyone throw it away, not even yourself cause you know I'll love you always.
A life is more than just a story, you know I'll always love you just the same.
Every smile I've ever given, every line has more than just what's there. A life is more than just a story, it's layers of painted art not quite perfect, beautifully calm and dark- just a reflecting pool for you to stare. You won't always see the bottom, but babe I'll let you see this time. Each scar has a story, I'll tell you of this one tonight, just promise you'll hold my hand. This artwork ain't a Picasso but it's beautiful all the same, it's in the eyes of the beholder, they'll see the bottom layer of this beautiful disaster and you'll know I'll love you always, cause you've seen past the smile straight to the pain, but you made me laugh with your own masterpiece of life and showed me the way.
You see this new scar, it was because of you and only you, I'll live with it forever and never forget it's there because I'll always love you, it will be my reminder of our time together. No matter what new paint you put on, I'll always think you're a masterpiece maybe just a little lost and confused. But life's more than just a story, it contains more than just us, life goes on and carrys new firsts and new glues. These pieces you've shared I love forever, but you took this painting off my wall and decided you'd go use, new decisions new paints darker and no longer tinted golden blue.
A life is more than just a story, I'll always love you more with each passing day.
These bottom layers only mean what you want them to, a simple past to paint the future upon. I see the joy and happiness and the past you've tried to glue, pieces upon pieces broken in more than two by two. Your painted life colored and darkened shows the most beautiful soul this life has ever seen. It's more than just a story these emotions we feel, painted deep for others to see bleeding reds and blues. Don't let the bottom of this pool of paint scare you, it's made you You. We're becoming who we are through and through. So let's forget to peel these backs off, let's leave them to slowly heal. The paint will dry, a new brush will come, you're beautiful and that's true. A life is more than just a story, this artwork is part of you. Your life is a beautiful painting to me, you know I'll love you always.
A life is more than just a story, I'll love you more with each passing day.
Hopefully you'll understand when I tell you, I'm not who you thought I was today. See this scar? It's more than just a story, it's made me who I am tonight even though it's still brand new and shiny bright. I'm not who you may want me to be, but I'll always have my hand open for you. Tonight just hold mine, and I'll tell you the rest of this scar's story, it's a painting a life of it's own for you. The bottom of this paint pool is a different color, but you know I'll always love you.I won't hold you here for long, just tonight give me the comfort I want. I show this painting just for you, because I can't lie forever with these hidden feelings torturing me over little things. My life is more than just a story, but I painted this one for you. I love you and I'm not afraid, but I know I have to throw it all away. I can't hold you here like this for long, I'd hate it if I made you stray. I'll be ok, there's always more paint when the rainbow comes, just first let the rain wash everything away. I love you, but life just isn't a fairy tale story. A Life isn't a story, it's a beautiful painting that can never be erased.
Pages of a story can be erased, re-written, or burned. An artwork as amazing as you can't be rid of the only canvas you have to paint this life story upon. You can try to cover up the spots with more paint, you'll always know what was once there. Some let it show, some learn to hide love or pain, to each their own. But your life is this amazing painting, don't let anyone throw it away, not even yourself cause you know I'll love you always.
A life is more than just a story, you know I'll always love you just the same.
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