Wednesday, October 27, 2004
In The Making
It's such tiresome fun
Standing still in the sun
The cameras and tracks are rolling
The long hours waiting and acting
Help me keep the noise
quiet and still
Please focus the lens
sharp and clear
He needs to keep it real
The crowd, entice and thrilled
He needs to keep it real
The script he has to be sure
The flash of lightning
The glow of the sun
They hold the rights to control
The power of the sun and the moon
Help me put the noise
where they belong
Please add the tunes
make right the wrong
Standing still in the sun
The cameras and tracks are rolling
The long hours waiting and acting
Help me keep the noise
quiet and still
Please focus the lens
sharp and clear
He needs to keep it real
The crowd, entice and thrilled
He needs to keep it real
The script he has to be sure
The flash of lightning
The glow of the sun
They hold the rights to control
The power of the sun and the moon
Help me put the noise
where they belong
Please add the tunes
make right the wrong
Sunday, October 17, 2004
When will I find
Broken down, give me the security
So wrecked up, we comprise of the minority
Printed notes, they promise my upbringing
So unsure, what tomorrow lies for me
Empty faces, open places, where I live inside
So pretentious, great pretenders, they all lurk inside
When will I find, a place for me to hide
Where can I find, a place for me to cry
My head, it lives within a rock
My poor soul, it strives to break the lock
My dear friends, I'm sorry you knew me
Society, at last I turn myself in
So wrecked up, we comprise of the minority
Printed notes, they promise my upbringing
So unsure, what tomorrow lies for me
Empty faces, open places, where I live inside
So pretentious, great pretenders, they all lurk inside
When will I find, a place for me to hide
Where can I find, a place for me to cry
My head, it lives within a rock
My poor soul, it strives to break the lock
My dear friends, I'm sorry you knew me
Society, at last I turn myself in
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
Against All Odds
I want to walk alone in the darkness
Bring myself away from the nonchalence
Being able to guide myself through blindness
Listening humbly despite being deaf
Speaking the truth although I'm dumb
Touching hearts without my hands
Running the race as a cripple
Living the life although I'm dead
I want to be able to make the difference
Choosing to walk away while everyone walks ahead
Going against all odds and difficulties
Knowing that it's a losing war I'm fighting
Bring myself away from the nonchalence
Being able to guide myself through blindness
Listening humbly despite being deaf
Speaking the truth although I'm dumb
Touching hearts without my hands
Running the race as a cripple
Living the life although I'm dead
I want to be able to make the difference
Choosing to walk away while everyone walks ahead
Going against all odds and difficulties
Knowing that it's a losing war I'm fighting
