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Bazookio
Bazookio
I write a little music. You can hear it if you like at: / / https://bazookio.bandcamp.com/album/vignettes-of-a-scatterbrain / / Sometimes I write a few words too and, well, here they are :)
I wake to find An aching in the grey My plans in disarray My peace of mind Shattered by the fray A scene from yesterday Callow and kind Innocent and blind Reason enough to stay So far behind Intention lost in time Now too afraid to stray *Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free been such a long time coming I forgot that I've been running Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free I've no desire to stay so i'm stepping out to find a better way* So sick and tired Of all that is mundane Numbing out my brain Unable to explain Confined to single lane Borderline insane I’ll shed my skin stop sinking in the shame of my alleged sin so stretched and thin can’t wait to leave but where do I begin? *Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free been such a long time coming I forgot that I've been running Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free I've no desire to stay so i'm stepping out to find a better way* A twinge of excitement, unfamiliar and queer begins to escalate, and weaken my knees I feel it spread beneath my bodies veneer taking control like a delightful disease Pretty soon I’m overcome by the feeling of an electrifying sense of unease with every sense within writhing and reeling I get up and start to reach for my keys My luck is changing, and its hard to explain the little trickle is becoming a flood I start to let go of the heartache and pain The very thought begins to quicken my blood No longer brittle, strong enough to spurn - my loathsome memories evaporate fast So with a smile upon my face I turn and raise my finger in salute to the past *Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free been such a long time coming I forgot that I've been running Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free I've no desire to stay so i'm stepping out to find a better way* (c) bazookio 2014
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC
Find a better way
I wake to find An aching in the grey My plans in disarray My peace of mind Shattered by the fray A scene from yesterday Callow and kind Innocent and blind Reason enough to stay So far behind Intention lost in time Now too afraid to stray *Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free been such a long time coming I forgot that I've been running Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free I've no desire to stay so i'm stepping out to find a better way* So sick and tired Of all that is mundane Numbing out my brain Unable to explain Confined to single lane Borderline insane I’ll shed my skin stop sinking in the shame of my alleged sin so stretched and thin can’t wait to leave but where do I begin? *Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free been such a long time coming I forgot that I've been running Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free I've no desire to stay so i'm stepping out to find a better way* A twinge of excitement, unfamiliar and queer begins to escalate, and weaken my knees I feel it spread beneath my bodies veneer taking control like a delightful disease Pretty soon I’m overcome by the feeling of an electrifying sense of unease with every sense within writhing and reeling I get up and start to reach for my keys My luck is changing, and its hard to explain the little trickle is becoming a flood I start to let go of the heartache and pain The very thought begins to quicken my blood No longer brittle, strong enough to spurn - my loathsome memories evaporate fast So with a smile upon my face I turn and raise my finger in salute to the past *Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free been such a long time coming I forgot that I've been running Set me free - set me free Set me free - set me free I've no desire to stay so i'm stepping out to find a better way* (c) bazookio 2014
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When I was young I thought the universe was small so there I was, the nucleus, the centre of it all. As I grew I quickly learned the terrifying truth, that there was more beyond the walls that held our weathered iron roof. Then life became restricted to a handful of fleeting years, to piece together meaning from a head full of ideas. *So lets go outside, discover the world There’s really no time to hide beneath the covers my girl To hell with the plan, let’s just be young while we can* Floating back and forth between reality and dreams Where anything is possible and not quite what it seems As we attempt to recreate something so pure from what has been We lament how much the worlds become so polluted and obscene We fought so hard to have you not considering the cost on more than one occasion felt that all our hope was lost Then I witnessed an event that took me right back to the start A picture on a screen of a tiny beating heart *So lets go outside, discover the world There’s really no time to hide beneath the covers my girl To hell with the plan, let’s just be young while we can* Do dreamers ever dare to dream we all must say goodbye? people just don’t care, it seems, so why the hell should I? yet my silent trepidation tries to cling to every day and the more it does, the more each slips away.. Late one night I held you, wide eyes surveying the room Through space so vast, compared with the enclosure of the womb Now I can’t wait to show you everything that lays beyond the door your life is just beginning and there’s so much to explore *So lets go outside, discover the world There’s really no time to hide beneath the covers my girl To hell with the plan, let’s just be young while we can* (C) bazookio 2014
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
Nucleus
When I was young I thought the universe was small so there I was, the nucleus, the centre of it all. As I grew I quickly learned the terrifying truth, that there was more beyond the walls that held our weathered iron roof. Then life became restricted to a handful of fleeting years, to piece together meaning from a head full of ideas. *So lets go outside, discover the world There’s really no time to hide beneath the covers my girl To hell with the plan, let’s just be young while we can* Floating back and forth between reality and dreams Where anything is possible and not quite what it seems As we attempt to recreate something so pure from what has been We lament how much the worlds become so polluted and obscene We fought so hard to have you not considering the cost on more than one occasion felt that all our hope was lost Then I witnessed an event that took me right back to the start A picture on a screen of a tiny beating heart *So lets go outside, discover the world There’s really no time to hide beneath the covers my girl To hell with the plan, let’s just be young while we can* Do dreamers ever dare to dream we all must say goodbye? people just don’t care, it seems, so why the hell should I? yet my silent trepidation tries to cling to every day and the more it does, the more each slips away.. Late one night I held you, wide eyes surveying the room Through space so vast, compared with the enclosure of the womb Now I can’t wait to show you everything that lays beyond the door your life is just beginning and there’s so much to explore *So lets go outside, discover the world There’s really no time to hide beneath the covers my girl To hell with the plan, let’s just be young while we can* (C) bazookio 2014
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Cauliflower Clouds..  weightless Drift silently beneath me in the blue And high above the world I notice Up here I get a birds eye view Far below the sighing city, Stretches out its ageing bones As evening falls upon the walls of this concrete jungle, overgrown – thick with tangled fitful tones. *Oh Where do you go When your sitting in an airport on your own? So.. what do ya know? When I find out what I’m here for I’ll be home.* Houses standing proudly on a hillside Are coveted by those who ride the train And the humble homes they soon return to Are dreamt of by those sleeping in the rain Amidst a million conversations   A man stands high upon a crate and begs the world to listen in His message stern, his tone irate - “Beg for your sins, its not too late!” *Oh Where do you go When your sitting in an airport on your own? So.. what do ya know? When I find out what I’m here for I’ll be home.* If I could just sit still - hold a thought in my head I could finish what I started – every word that I said But the sounds of the city keep calling to me and as long as I keep replying i'll never be free I see buildings reach to the stars And all the rainbow coloured cars The hopes and cares of life are few From up here I get a birds eye view *Oh Where do you go When your sitting in an airport on your own? So.. what do ya know? When I find out what I’m here for I’ll be home.* (C) bazookio 2014
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 2:44 AM UTC
Birds eye view
I have a friend close to the end he talks fantastically about all of the places he has been His body tired save for those eyes which burn brighter than sun tracing an arch across the skies He says 'Of all the things I know of all the things I’ve learned... anywhere you go the good things must be earned.' Safe and sound both feet on the ground he seems impervious to all the ******* going on around and when he speaks though often brief you hear a man who knows the meaning of true happiness and grief *"How is it I work each day when aching bones demand respite? What makes me sit composing verse, when others sleep into the night?" (From 'The Worms that drive you')* His one life goal just to share the words that cause the sleepless nights, the ones that rattle round upstairs And oh my soul was bought to bare by the words which where exactly what I didn’t want to hear... *"Have you wondered how tomorrow looks, when you've lied about today? Have you squandered opportunities when you've refused to play? Have you sought the possibilities? or broken through the ruse? Have you shed your limitations? tried to fill some bigger shoes? Does it all really matter… that your world is locked within, That the things which hold you back are simply things you revel in? That your greatest limitations are the ones you self impose? and the key which locks the door is locked outside the door you close?" (From 'Limitations') "To loose the joy of purpose is to loose the will to try and when the spirit of endeavour's gone the soul begins to die" (Title unknown) "Then the sun comes up with a glorious show And the nuclear dust in the air is aglow The rich and the famous are dead in their beds and the ***** and the cockroaches nibble their heads" (Title unknown)* I have a friend when shuffling with the crowds as everyone looks down he holds his head up in the clouds And though dismayed the time had gone so soon as he walks amidst the chaos he hums a gentle tune… *"Who am I and what am I and what have I to show? And should I be concerned that very few may care to know?" (From 'Soliloquy') "To look upon my megre works as worthwhile in the scheme of things, [Is] to nurture somewhere in the soul the song which satisfaction sings" "The hourglass [will] reach the time when all life’s frantic urgencies evaporate like wine" (from '8')* though memories fade words grow like seeds taking root within the hearts and minds of anyone who heeds *"[I’ve] seen troubled waters pass me by from torrent flow to pebble dry From softly spoken words of love where teardrops fall to pools of blood So verily I say to you, take heed my friend or feel the pain, From one who knows the way of things from one who sorts the chaff from grain (From 'Rule of Chance') Go outside and look around the simple things in life abound The wonder of the detail small enthrals the mind and makes it all It’s all before you spread about! you make the choice YOU WORK IT OUT! It’s all a state of mind you see and it’s the simple things that set you free" (From 'The Simple Things in Life')* (C) bazookio 2014
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
Charisma
I have a friend close to the end he talks fantastically about all of the places he has been His body tired save for those eyes which burn brighter than sun tracing an arch across the skies He says 'Of all the things I know of all the things I’ve learned... anywhere you go the good things must be earned.' Safe and sound both feet on the ground he seems impervious to all the ******* going on around and when he speaks though often brief you hear a man who knows the meaning of true happiness and grief *"How is it I work each day when aching bones demand respite? What makes me sit composing verse, when others sleep into the night?" (From 'The Worms that drive you')* His one life goal just to share the words that cause the sleepless nights, the ones that rattle round upstairs And oh my soul was bought to bare by the words which where exactly what I didn’t want to hear... *"Have you wondered how tomorrow looks, when you've lied about today? Have you squandered opportunities when you've refused to play? Have you sought the possibilities? or broken through the ruse? Have you shed your limitations? tried to fill some bigger shoes? Does it all really matter… that your world is locked within, That the things which hold you back are simply things you revel in? That your greatest limitations are the ones you self impose? and the key which locks the door is locked outside the door you close?" (From 'Limitations') "To loose the joy of purpose is to loose the will to try and when the spirit of endeavour's gone the soul begins to die" (Title unknown) "Then the sun comes up with a glorious show And the nuclear dust in the air is aglow The rich and the famous are dead in their beds and the ***** and the cockroaches nibble their heads" (Title unknown)* I have a friend when shuffling with the crowds as everyone looks down he holds his head up in the clouds And though dismayed the time had gone so soon as he walks amidst the chaos he hums a gentle tune… *"Who am I and what am I and what have I to show? And should I be concerned that very few may care to know?" (From 'Soliloquy') "To look upon my megre works as worthwhile in the scheme of things, [Is] to nurture somewhere in the soul the song which satisfaction sings" "The hourglass [will] reach the time when all life’s frantic urgencies evaporate like wine" (from '8')* though memories fade words grow like seeds taking root within the hearts and minds of anyone who heeds *"[I’ve] seen troubled waters pass me by from torrent flow to pebble dry From softly spoken words of love where teardrops fall to pools of blood So verily I say to you, take heed my friend or feel the pain, From one who knows the way of things from one who sorts the chaff from grain (From 'Rule of Chance') Go outside and look around the simple things in life abound The wonder of the detail small enthrals the mind and makes it all It’s all before you spread about! you make the choice YOU WORK IT OUT! It’s all a state of mind you see and it’s the simple things that set you free" (From 'The Simple Things in Life')* (C) bazookio 2014
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