A wise man said you aint young forever
well forever is a damn long time
so I packed my bags and I headed for Georgia
cuz Georgia is on my mind

don't waste time

because wasted time is like a hobos change
it aint good for nothing but crime

he missed the days when he could sit down and relax
a paradox
a parallax
the stories of youth and tales of old
the nights of flame and soot and coals
colors blurred and faces too
he needs a way to get him through
the night is his home but the day is too long
so he spreads his worth till the yawn of dawn
and he gets by because he needs to
he's gotta prove them wrong
a soul who has been flushed
but the drain is clogged
they would have let him go
but hearts are softer now then ever before
travis was a wise man who got caught up in the feel
now rum and mary j replace his every meal

My heart is a golden ghost
that lies in the river at the city limits
yearning for the rays of the night
and the light of the moon to illuminate my sorrows

My mind is a diamond sailboat
sailing through the waters of the coldest dessert
searching for the key at the ocean floor
to kick start the motor of the ticking time bomb

these legs of mine have got eyes of blindmen
oblivious to these shackels of mine
running through the halls of the endless labyrinth
when I get to the end it will all be fine

sitting,
waiting for the wake to take my mind away
to sail it to a place to slip the time of day
and find a way to place the time behind us,
remind us of a day when reminders
could remind us of the times when time was timeless
and the lines were straight as circles and the sun,
the beginning has begun and the end was
always one that we pretend would never come
but we would wind it up and play it just for fun.

Take it from me
there are things that we hear and see
and feel and perceive
and they tangle and weave
and stab and they bleed
into the cracks in the street
at the souls of our feet,
and we fall and we fail
and we whimper and wail
at the sound of the gavel
in the court at the trial,
oh the sentence is life
and the walls are white
for the rest of our lives,
and when we start anew
I can promise you
that the sky will be blue
and the oceans too,
but the shade of the walls
and the doors and the stalls
and the floors and the halls
and the roofs and the panes
and the pictures and the frames
and the mind and the brain
will bleed a color all the same

white

we had our chance to dream, but not to live.

another tear dropped
another lesson learned
never trust a girl with a cigarette burn
never trust a girl with the summer time stare
leave her to the wind to get blown somewhere

i gave her too much time
and thought i was being patient
i drew myself a line
but i made my self erase it

but the worst part of it all
is that it is yet to unfold
but i have a good idea
of what the future holds

believe me when i say
that there will come a day
that every lovers soul
will let her get away

If heaven were real, girl you would be an angel.

I'm too far away to hear you sometimes
and you don't even know of the half
you still say that you've got feelings though
feelings is all that I have

to be quite honest
I hate you
you make my insides burn
and my ears ring
with rage,
I rake my nails into my palms
when your voice
rattles down my ear canal
and into my brain
and your laugh
it makes that vein on my temple
flare and pulse
like a earthworm on acid
you you you
are the reason
I have these thoughts
and drive around
with my eyes wide
and senses dull
YOU YOU YOU
are the reason I write

so thank you

we can make it if we run
we mustn't let the night catch up
and spoil all the fun
let it be known
that days are never ending
and the spoils of existence ring true
let yourself be decadent
and the world will become one with you
bring all of your pleasures
with you on your back
take your mind to the sailors star
and watch it from the dock

as the boat rocks....

don't be bothered
just be free
close your ears
and come with me
well float away
to mystic lands
sift our brains
and strangers sands
colors bright
and feelings bold
ask the lights
and truth be told

I'm walking towards the ground
I'm never looking back
I'm taking what I want
and I'm keeping it
I spent my whole life
reaching for the meaning
made it to the top  
now I'm leaping off
poised painless weight
towed down by the immortal force
I'm ready for the end
and I'm feeling it
the sensation behind the mask
hidden in the point of no return
I found it for myself
and I'm keeping it

the dark man sits in a cherry tree
whistling a melody
for them to sing along to
his faded overalls hung
over his strong broad shoulders
and his straw hat shaded his sweaty nose

The dark men stalk the steamy field
singing the melody the cherry man whistled
their coarse earthy claws continually latched to the cotton
potato sacks and whicker baskets tied around their waists
holding the accumulations from a long cruel day

They picked till they bled
and then picked some more
but the cherry man sat
and hung his legs
and let his haunting tune
shepherd the peons

please join me baby
on a sinister ride
please join me baby
crystals in the tide
please join me baby
i think its time for change
oh join me baby
in a heartless game

ill give you all my reasons
ill show you all my cards
and if you think of leaving
ill surely fall apart

so join me baby
oh join me baby

im breathing heavy
you drank my wine
your sinful whisky
burnt in my mind
I'm sliding under
im fallin in
come join me baby
reach it again

please join me baby

i will never bend in such a way that will disturb
the perfect equality that i strive for
but never fully achieve

i will forever place the quenches of my own comfort
above any annoyance that prods my soul,
and remain as welcoming as a rusty hammer

i will never blink at the innocent eye
of any woman until i snake my way in and out
of every hell burnt curve of her vulnerable body

i will forever spend eternity
twisting down the long black hole of existence
reaching out into the breathless air
hoping to catch enough
to exhale the final breath of my cowardly life

i will always be

lost

Your cool cranium is undisturbed
by the current of our cruel world
Your eyes are floating in an amber sea
float along through the harmony

Float along, Float along

Static searching you may never find
what you looking for is in your spine
Re-created by the seeking wind
Reach the ending and begin again

Float along, Float along

I went fishing last evening and a girl caught feelings
I decided not to through her away,
so I threw her in my cooler and hopped in my truck
I left my pole when i drove away.