Friday, July 11, 2008

WOW

I want to feel addiction
in the strongest sense
Something thats not in fiction
Something I cant cleanse

Modern times are digital
yet they fell analog
Warp speed moves in slow motion
Unending patterns moving in rotation

White sky fell to the blues
Now only glistens of white
Make us wonder whose got a clue
Why do I wear this like the mule

Diamonds of carrots have me prancing like a slave
But sometimes its better than this maze
Unwinding chances of options
Yet I cry myself to sleep
Morning comes to soon, these clever mutations
Of a new day to keep

I try to believe
I want to believe
just something to believe

This is my roll
Nothing will ever get better than this
So read it now
So read it again

You have me
You have my emotions
You have me
Every eye that comes across this
You have me
You have my love

Knives for Sale

Fuck these words that are holding me back
I've something to say
Just not sure what it is

It's ok to be lost in confusion
It's really are only choice
So tell me your secrets
How bad can they really be?

Danger on the horizon
Above something we see
Questions arise and question fall
Where are you?

So take your time
before you answer yourself
Aint it fun
This shit
Oh yes

So I take my medicine
And go bout my day
Cause its all I'd rather do
Isolation is a state of mind, yes it is
But you'll have to get there yourself
But you can get there

A Prayer for Patience

I have some questions with this apparition
Something feels fundamentally complex
Yet simple very so
What does it take to see the problems
And oh what should I do about em

Lucid days break to ephemeral dreams
Something tells me to keep moving
or get crushed by the weight of it

Monumental to the Molecular or
Molecular to the Monumental?
Close our eyes and decide which is which

Time to climb or prepare to fall
No one is holding up our belay
Do something or Do nothing
It's just so complicated and tortuous
Someone just lend me a hand
And I'll give you mine all the time

Just have to take my time
Or reach certain doom

Kalls of the free

Pressing restart at the dawn of night
So the sun becomes the moon
Confusion comes with the light
Before I know what to do
It goes and changes on me again
Where to go when we become indivisible
Burning of energy potential
Being full feels empty
This is why sometimes I'm confused

Never taught this way
Never taught this way

And it never end
Our fight
To find a better road to climb
Only one day at a time
Cycular and Circular moving exponentially
Back before the kids woke
From their adolescent slumber