Long before the sun may fall from the sky,
All its wants to do is get really high,
To warm the hearts and minds of all mankind,
Round and round
for the rest of our lives.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Beyond the Grave
I'm not there,
to reinforce the crew,
so don't be scared,
when my veil follows you,
w
h
i
p
e
r
s
from the moonlight,
please tie this noose,
please tie this noose,
just hang it from this chandelier,
and knock this chair loose
to reinforce the crew,
so don't be scared,
when my veil follows you,
w
h
i
p
e
r
s
from the moonlight,
please tie this noose,
please tie this noose,
just hang it from this chandelier,
and knock this chair loose
Monday, May 03, 2010
A Drifters Bend
Floating,
down the river,
I try to catch my breath,
ironically laughing
as my raft is filled,
with my wasted breath,
I'm passed a can,
and crack open this beer,
as birds fly by,
chirping beautify amongst each other,
with the stream low,
we tie our rafts together,
so the rocks don't,
impede our members,
rope burn is the price,
we all must pay to progress together,
the river turns,
around the bend,
to this own,
drifters end,
Realizing in and unending bliss that:
Bridges come,
and bridges go,
they connect the dots,
to our social plots,
down the river,
I try to catch my breath,
ironically laughing
as my raft is filled,
with my wasted breath,
I'm passed a can,
and crack open this beer,
as birds fly by,
chirping beautify amongst each other,
with the stream low,
we tie our rafts together,
so the rocks don't,
impede our members,
rope burn is the price,
we all must pay to progress together,
the river turns,
around the bend,
to this own,
drifters end,
Realizing in and unending bliss that:
Bridges come,
and bridges go,
they connect the dots,
to our social plots,
What Am I?
I think,
of what i am,
to become,
a new man,
The same,
story goes,
for all of us,
I suppose,
These nights,
and these days,
are becoming,
the same,
How to change,
This redundant way,
Think!
I am thinking!
I am dreaming thought out this day.
of what i am,
to become,
a new man,
The same,
story goes,
for all of us,
I suppose,
These nights,
and these days,
are becoming,
the same,
How to change,
This redundant way,
Think!
I am thinking!
I am dreaming thought out this day.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Dead End Friend
You gotta burn down bridges to end old friendships,
cuz they just can't take a hint,
that you don't give a shit,
They'd rather waste your time and let their feelings decay,
But your fucking up your life,
and I can't follow you that way,
Your just
a dead end friend
a dead end friend
a dead end friend
Yeaaah
The beer and the drugs were effecting your judgement,
The warnings on the wall too bad your illiterate,
cuz your always outta money,
too busy to just hang out,
You gotta put the needle down
and head down to rehab now,
Cuz
Your just a
dead end friend
dead end friend
dead end friend
fade to darkness.
cuz they just can't take a hint,
that you don't give a shit,
They'd rather waste your time and let their feelings decay,
But your fucking up your life,
and I can't follow you that way,
Your just
a dead end friend
a dead end friend
a dead end friend
Yeaaah
The beer and the drugs were effecting your judgement,
The warnings on the wall too bad your illiterate,
cuz your always outta money,
too busy to just hang out,
You gotta put the needle down
and head down to rehab now,
Cuz
Your just a
dead end friend
dead end friend
dead end friend
fade to darkness.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Life Lesson
You can only learn,
as much you can,
from the smartest man,
And at the pinnacle of your knowledge,
don't panic,
just understand
there no one else to learn from,
And for a while you'll
pave your own road,
to nowhere until your satisfied,
Time
will dictate when you,
hand it off,
or leave it be,
And with the project aside
everything will become clearer,
because when you return from this path,
the student becomes the teacher.
as much you can,
from the smartest man,
And at the pinnacle of your knowledge,
don't panic,
just understand
there no one else to learn from,
And for a while you'll
pave your own road,
to nowhere until your satisfied,
Time
will dictate when you,
hand it off,
or leave it be,
And with the project aside
everything will become clearer,
because when you return from this path,
the student becomes the teacher.
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