I have a story of who I was, am and will be to tell
Odds are that it probably won't ever sell
Not to the public, no time and no interest there
No one's concerned with what I have to share
I'll write for me, and I'll write for this
The moments that hit me, and those that missed
Drop my family a line, those I love so much
And for those who've passed, now cold to the touch
Remember with a smile, the visions and images
Those with hope for more on their visages
It's a different world we live in, even though I'm still young
Many of us have seen enough for our soundtrack to be sung
So don't forget the words that are so softly spoken
Try to survive, don't ever become one of the broken
It's still the beginning, not the start of the end
Hopefully when we survive, there'll be time to heal and mend.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Track Thirty-One
Welcome to the Window.
Who would have ever thought that the simplest, and yet most heartfelt wish in a life could ever come from a rap song? Perspective is changing face.
Live In The Sky - T.I. Featuring Jamie Foxx
Life's ups and downs, they come and go
But when I die, I hope I live in the sky
All my folks who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky
Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky
It's true what goes around, comes back you know
So when I die I hope I live in the sky
All my folks who ain't survive, may they live in the sky
Tell God, I wanna fly, let me live in the sky
Who would have ever thought that the simplest, and yet most heartfelt wish in a life could ever come from a rap song? Perspective is changing face.
Live In The Sky - T.I. Featuring Jamie Foxx
Life's ups and downs, they come and go
But when I die, I hope I live in the sky
All my folks who ain't alive, I hope they live in the sky
Pray to God when I die, that I live in the sky
It's true what goes around, comes back you know
So when I die I hope I live in the sky
All my folks who ain't survive, may they live in the sky
Tell God, I wanna fly, let me live in the sky
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Fake Fiction
Going back there
For the final time
It's more surreal
Than before
Hard to imagine
Just yesterday
I cleaned my shoes
And set foot
In there for
The very first time
Now, now I'm back
Cue soundtrack.
For the final time
It's more surreal
Than before
Hard to imagine
Just yesterday
I cleaned my shoes
And set foot
In there for
The very first time
Now, now I'm back
Cue soundtrack.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Dream Big
We want the world
While the world doesn't want us
Not anymore, after what we've done
Isn't it obvious?
While the world doesn't want us
Not anymore, after what we've done
Isn't it obvious?
Track Nineteen
I noticed that this track was missing in the chronicles, so I'll just slip it in here. I think I was in a rather pissed off mood, so imagine this is all unhappy and filled with self-loathing.
Smile =]
Take it easy everyone.
Smile =]
Take it easy everyone.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Satirically Political, And Politically Satirical
It's nice when
Every so often
You find the title
Of a song, never
Really ever at all
At any stage
Any verse or line
Has anything to do
With the actual
Lyrics or purpose of
The song.
It's a cruelly brilliant
And brilliantly cruel
Way to screw with your mind
Every so often
You find the title
Of a song, never
Really ever at all
At any stage
Any verse or line
Has anything to do
With the actual
Lyrics or purpose of
The song.
It's a cruelly brilliant
And brilliantly cruel
Way to screw with your mind
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Blurring Sharpness
Bastard eyes, failing me
Leaving my mind lost
In a haze of misty pity
Neediest in desperate times
Day and night becoming one
Leaving my mind lost
In a haze of misty pity
Neediest in desperate times
Day and night becoming one
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Give Me
A picture in a picture
Not to be hung on the wall
Yet somewhere it can assure
That it's face is seen by all
How about a song then
In fact it may be best
Now write it for me, friend
Give it to her when I confess
Not to be hung on the wall
Yet somewhere it can assure
That it's face is seen by all
How about a song then
In fact it may be best
Now write it for me, friend
Give it to her when I confess
Friday, January 23, 2009
Take You There - Sean Kingston
We can go to the tropics
Sipping our coladas
Shorty I could take you there
Or we can go to the slums
Where killers be hung
Shorty I could take you there
[Lighten up, it's good to not care sometimes. Shorty I could take you there...]
Sipping our coladas
Shorty I could take you there
Or we can go to the slums
Where killers be hung
Shorty I could take you there
[Lighten up, it's good to not care sometimes. Shorty I could take you there...]
Remember This
F*ck You, To Be Polite
Judge, jury and executioner
You have a nice self-given name
Pity you can only do two of the three
Judge then execute
One day soon, in this past
It's coming soon, or maybe gone
All hell's going to break loose
You'll have nowhere to run
Joke, juvenile and erratic
Like your new name?
You have a nice self-given name
Pity you can only do two of the three
Judge then execute
One day soon, in this past
It's coming soon, or maybe gone
All hell's going to break loose
You'll have nowhere to run
Joke, juvenile and erratic
Like your new name?
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Fallen Man - Relient K
Because a judge of you
Is someone I could never be
It's why you should thank the Lord
That it is Him, and it's not me
Don't give up, it's not the end
There's hope for every fallen man
To pick themselves up when they think they can
Because with every passing second comes a second chance
Is someone I could never be
It's why you should thank the Lord
That it is Him, and it's not me
Don't give up, it's not the end
There's hope for every fallen man
To pick themselves up when they think they can
Because with every passing second comes a second chance
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
The Difference Defined
They said this day would never come
And yet with the dawning of the sun
Will rise a hope, a symbol for all
Who plead for sanity to be restored
As titans crumble around us
Greatest of men reduced to dust
A miracle born from dying power
Heralds new strength in this darkest hour
Remember this day, young and old
Which rose with the dawning sun of gold
Two million marched to bear witness
The man who promised to make the difference
And yet with the dawning of the sun
Will rise a hope, a symbol for all
Who plead for sanity to be restored
As titans crumble around us
Greatest of men reduced to dust
A miracle born from dying power
Heralds new strength in this darkest hour
Remember this day, young and old
Which rose with the dawning sun of gold
Two million marched to bear witness
The man who promised to make the difference
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Make The Title Longer Than The Lyrics Because It Seems To Be Like The Thing To Do
Create a list
Of useless pastimes
And add these
Ridiculous lines
Of useless pastimes
And add these
Ridiculous lines
All That's Left
See how I'm reduced to this
This little part of nothing, tired
Waiting for the metaphorical glue
To fix me, another broken cliche
This little part of nothing, tired
Waiting for the metaphorical glue
To fix me, another broken cliche
Suicide Medication
For a little while there used to be
A pill that was prescribed for little kamikaze me
I'd leap off a building, crush my head
Then my meds would kick in, bring me back from the dead
I'm not complaining here, but it's a bit of a pain
When you're trying to kill yourself in front of a train
All the effort that's taken, to leap right in front
Only to survive to see you're a minor speed bump
So now I'm stuck here, at the bottom of the sea
Trying to drown little kamikaze me
An anchor on one foot, lead weight on the other
Getting sick of the fish telling me not to bother
[It's a bit sadistically fun isn't it?]
A pill that was prescribed for little kamikaze me
I'd leap off a building, crush my head
Then my meds would kick in, bring me back from the dead
I'm not complaining here, but it's a bit of a pain
When you're trying to kill yourself in front of a train
All the effort that's taken, to leap right in front
Only to survive to see you're a minor speed bump
So now I'm stuck here, at the bottom of the sea
Trying to drown little kamikaze me
An anchor on one foot, lead weight on the other
Getting sick of the fish telling me not to bother
[It's a bit sadistically fun isn't it?]
Monday, January 19, 2009
Apathetic Excuse For A Lymerick
Not caring at all is the perfect way to live
Assistance would be the last thing you give
They'll whine and complain
That you're not the same
Just tell them to piss off, really
Assistance would be the last thing you give
They'll whine and complain
That you're not the same
Just tell them to piss off, really
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Don't Need A Ticket
If I were to take a trip
Down old memory lane
I'd stop by and sit
On the bench near my shame
I'd remember the times
All my faults and flaws
Caught up with my life
And showed me the cause
Then I'd head to the beach
Of complete remorse
Because then I could teach
You what to do when unsure
So take a trip down
This old memory street
Where litter lies around
And blows past our feet
I'll show you this life
We'll paint my town red
And when we've made enough strife
It's home time, to rest
Down old memory lane
I'd stop by and sit
On the bench near my shame
I'd remember the times
All my faults and flaws
Caught up with my life
And showed me the cause
Then I'd head to the beach
Of complete remorse
Because then I could teach
You what to do when unsure
So take a trip down
This old memory street
Where litter lies around
And blows past our feet
I'll show you this life
We'll paint my town red
And when we've made enough strife
It's home time, to rest
My Chemical Romance
I'm hooked like a fish
On this drug of late
Consumes my mind
Like crack cocaine
The smallest of doses
Drives me insane
And although it'll kill me
I'll need it again
On this drug of late
Consumes my mind
Like crack cocaine
The smallest of doses
Drives me insane
And although it'll kill me
I'll need it again
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