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Thursday, February 19, 2015

Call and Complain

Turnstiles to a cage and 
the day is just mine. 
Calm down and stay cool,
I really want it all. 

How the hands of fate,
give me this?
I can't complain but cope. 
I really want it all. 
But my stomach is empting. 

Debachury. 
Take a spin to,
christen me. 
I can't complain of the,
sizzling. 
I hear down from my spine. 

Mutiny. 
You took my ship and
buried me. 
The crushing of my,
misery,
helps me feel just fine. 

I can't call and complain,
of the stories I'm in. 
Sweat down my neck. 
Try to run it off. 

How did things,
turn out like this?

How did things,
turn out like this?

How did things,
turn out like this?
I only want it all. 

I'm stuck on a metal leash,
to hear the preachers preach. 
To hear the devil consume,
Only half the world



Debachury. 
Take a spin to,
christen me. 
I can't complain of the,
sizzling. 
I hear down from my spine. 

Mutiny. 
You took my ship and
buried me. 
The crushing of my,
misery,
helps me feel just fine. 





Remember me

Sunday, February 8, 2015

What I Hold


Buy a pack of cigarettes, 
and taste the smoke within your soul. 

I thought I had a dominance, 
over your weary full. 

A twist and turn, 
I shot the fray, 
A Babelism turned to stone.

With you here I screamed, "get out!"
It's you that's always home. 

So the demon scratches the surface,
and the bugs crawl in your skin. 

This feeling is the grace of god,
and it feels trapped within. 

Did I cross the line, 
when you crossed my mind.
Who is the bitter foe?

I'll take my truck to out of town,
bury what I hate most. 

I look in the rear view,
with you in the clear.
Now it's something that I loathe. 

I want to go home to my family. 
I want to see my home. 

"Patience is a virtue."
Says my wife with the scars. 

"It's something that will take with time,
not with your hearts desire."

It's wrong to let me feel this way,
it's for the better that I hear. 

Someday I'll find another one,
that day is what I fear. 




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Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Home

Way down the,
long long road,
I saw the edge of time.
The space was,
so damn clear,
I knew it could be mine.

So come on down.
Here we go.
It can be right For sure I know.

So come on down.
And I swear.
It will be you and me out there.

Cut it up in Rio,
and the dancing,
will be swell.
Or set up,
in new Amsterdam,
in this brand new world.

So come on down.
And I swear.
It will be you and me out there.

Take a chance,
And say farewell,
And we will never be still.


Waiting down the coast.
A life I'm sure and more.
Waiting down the coast.
A life I'm sure and more.

So come on down.
Here we go.
It can be right For sure I know.

So come on down.
And I swear.
It will be you and me out there.

Take a chance,
and say farewell,
and we will never be still.

So come on,
and take a chance,
of being alive out there.






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