I’d hate to think of me as an afterthought.
A one shot glimpse of the past, like a flash of memory bursting into your mind when you see something familiar.
Maybe it reminds you of a certain time or place.
Just a second we might have shared.
But then it’s gone and I’m out of your mind again.
Not even a second thought.

I’d hate to be one of those people who can’t let things go.
That linger in the past .
That dwell on what if's.
Reminiscing about better times and youth; lost in drunken rambles to the wall.

I wish I was one of those men in one of those  movies.
Always knowing what to say and what to do.
Maybe I would have known  what to do then.
Maybe I would know what to do now.

I don’t want one of those happy ending.
I just want to be decently happy.
Is that so much to ask?
For decent happiness?

Go.
Drive your car.
Into the dark.
Go as far as you can go.
Get away from here.

Stay.
If you dare.
If you don’t care about a single inch of self respect.

Don’t you blink.
Or it might disappear.
Every dream and aspiration that you’ve had.

Cause when the sun comes up every face looks so different.
All the good you saw turns bad and rots away.
And you find yourself asking why you ever stayed.

Look.
Look around.
This mile long town, it wasn’t yours to bare.

Do you care?
Would you blink if it was gone tomorrow?
Would you think about it at all?

So just go.
Just leave it all behind.
Don’t expect a face to look your way, your on your own.

Cause when the sun comes up every face looks so different.
All the good you saw turns bad and rots away.
And you find yourself asking why you ever stayed.

I have not seen the shiny city upon the hill.
I have not dabbled in violent thrills.
I have not gazed upon a setting Sun,
To busy always looking at the ground.
Such beauties have I never known even when in front of me.
What do I make with what is left?
What path do I carve out for myself?
Do I run through the night in the Moons dancing light?
Pray to a mighty God gazing from the sky?
Perhaps sit still in the dark and wait.
Past the city lights out beyond the island,
An ocean so blue and big.
I imagine my thoughts are carried by the wind out to someone else.
I have not found my peace of mind,
Although im not so sure I want to.
This violent life brings violent surprises.
I await for my next.

I’m so far gone but I’m not getting bigger.
The problem grows, persist and gets bigger.
I’m not alone but the room it gets smaller.
I’m waiting for space.
But I’m getting impatient.
The world spins and I’m getting sicker.

No time to morn
The past it gets meaner.
You’ve stood your ground.
Your friends have delivered.

Now bow your head.
The world it gets bigger.
No time to cry.
Your sad and your bitter.

You count the days.
They grow and get longer.
You’ve run out of space
This life it gets bigger.

A thousand miles,
A million years.
A half done speech,
It’s your to share.

This life is dull.
It’s yours to repair.
No time to stay
This life it gets bigger.

And let memories take shape
Underneath these hollow stars,
I wait for the perfect moment.

Chatter on the radio,
Makes  so much sense the listen close.
But your heart it keeps in line.
And all your dreams they fall in line.

You’ve been waiting for this.
the perfect moment to come alive.
They’ve been rooting for you.
The moment the contests becomes alive.

They cheer for the winning team,
That could have been you.
They hope for clarity.
That has past between you.

Night time is yours to build.
This earth is your refuge.
Take hope in common ground.
They’v been rooting for you.

Met you at the airport, caught the last flight to anywhere.
Caught your smile, made everything feel alright.

I don’t have reason to care about anything.
We don’t need a reason to care about anything.
We just need right now.

Miles away from home.
Together we still feel alone.
But I can always be ok when your by my side.

This life has so many twist and turns, we learn from those that left us burned.
This world is so crazy.

I don’t have reason to care about anything.
We don’t need a reason to care about anything.
We just need right now

I got memories of you,
Popping in and out
Like tiny bubbles In the the summer sun.

They stick to me like glue.
Like an addiction, I wish that I could kick you.
But I just keep crawling back.
Like a pain in the small of my back.

I am at war in my head.
Fighting demons off,
and hoping the Angels hold them back.
I don't have the guts to retreat.
My every emotion is telling me to give in.

Memories in my head of you,
Popping like Bubbles in in the summer time.

The cold air presses against my face,
And I feel so alive.
The atmosphere feels so aligned.
I'm surrounded by the ones I love.
This is the the perfect Time.

We only have time to waste.
We only have time to make,
Our greatest dreams come true!

We waste so much time waiting for things to happen for us.
We only have time to make things happen for us.

Time moves so fast.
It's here and then it's gone.
Time is what keeps us grounded.
Keep that in mind.

The time is now.
The time is always.
Like be those who love you.
And never forget.

Star like girl, atmosphere all her own.
The universe revolved around her.
And everyone was drawn to her like there was some atmospherical pull.
She shines so bright, like a stare burning out in front of our eyes.
Go north my dear
Go towards the brightest star
Go where the life always is.
Let's be clear my love.
From here your choices are clear.
Your a shooting star headed for a clear night sky.
A calm sky.
Stretched across my head.
Dawn breaks and I can feel it all.
No questions or thoughts of doubt.
I know what is to come of this.
Go north my dear
Go towards the brightest star
Go where the life always is.
Let's be clear my love.
From here your choices are clear.

You wanna be a cool kid,
But your not a cool kid.
You wanna be a winner, but you've never won before.
You wanna see the real world, but you've never lived before.

Disco ball above your head,
Lazers, lights, the beat in your head.
You wanna be a cool kid, but your not made for this.
You wanna be a cool kid, but your not cool kid.

Dreams come true, but not for you.
Love is real, but you can't deal.
The perfect life is real,
But your not cool enough.

You wanna be cool,
You wanna break all the rules.
You can't be cool because your not a cool kid.

Don't read into this.
Do not care.
These words have a purpose.
These words have a destination.
Let them flow.
Let it go.
Read what I wrote.
Think what I felt.
Know what I know.
Isn't that why your hear?
To read some words that make your care?
Or read a line that touches your fears?
A word to you is a memory to me.
Read what I say and think how I feel.
It's just another poem.
I know you've heard it all.
But just try to get how maybe this made me feel.

Slow down my dear, I hear your fears.
Though valid, I don't care.
Your here, And so am I.
Today you might just find.
You got the rest of your life.

To be clear I'm starting to figure out.
These fears of doubt are something to think about.
I'm here. I hear you loud and clear.
But my hearts not in it and just don't care.

I'm not who I was.
We've seem to have lost our touch.
Go your way and have no fear.
One day I promise it will be clear.

Your here. I'm here.
Your fears are not my fears.
We're not the same.
And I don't blame you if you blame me.

I saw her in a dream,
Her smile alone took me.
A perfect scene,
Of beauty taking form.

It wasn't long before I made her mine.
It wasn't long before the fighting.
What went so wrong?
We seemed to be surviving.

We had the world in our hands,
But it slipped through our fingers like sand in a glass.
Oh the past has a way of haunting us oh so bad.

In a dream I saw you praying.
In a dream I fell in love with you.
I always knew you were a survivor.
In a dream I saw you as who you were.

In another puff of a cigarett
a thought of dead friend
You are the keeper
Of all youve ever known
In small towns circle square
Scream your thoughts that you don't care
About being heard here tonight
You fight for reasons you can get by

There's no more room for the last scream
Just one last word for you to hear
A last choice of words
That don't make it to the final script

You've kept this secret close for so long
This is t how it should end
There's another more words left in this song
That you keep singing to yourself

Oh dear god I hope your ready for a comback?

Take one last look at the past now.
You can keep trying for a different path
You are the last of the chosen
Who's words keep running around my head..

I wrote you a letter but never sent it.
I still have the envelope.
I'm burdened by older days
Can't seem to push these thoughts away.

A dark room in a local bar.
We shared secrets we went to far.
I wrote it all down so I wouldnt forget.
Put it in a letter but didn't send it.

Why can't we ever say what we mean.
This life's to short to be discreet.
Why can't we ever say what we mean?
Sometimes this life feels like a dream.

I bought the stamp and everything.
I wrote the address so easily.
But when the time came
I couldnt do the deed.

And when I'm lost in thought it's always with you.
We promised things we couldn't make true.
What's wrong with us?

Why can't we ever say what we mean.
This life's to short to be discreet.
Why can't we ever say what we mean?
Sometimes this life feels like a dream.

These days our youth has so many excuses.
Girls so young doing things so wrong that older girls would never have done.
Boys loving boys,
And people marrying young.
What happened to harmless fun?
They keep their secrets safe from their parents.
But they always seem to know their bad deeds.
They plants the seeds so young,
Of bad deeds and bad decisions.
They've got the problem but it becomes ours.
Their scars are real but we keep brushing them off.
This story is real.
So real you could touch it.
Our youth is drowning, stuck in the mud.
Their heads filled with poison we feed them ourselves.

My cigarettes almost done.
And when's it gone I'll be threw with you.
Every memory of us I'll drown in alcohol or something worse.
I'm staring up at the moon
Wondering if that's what your doing.
I'm so at peace with where we lay.
But I'm still wondering who's laying next to you.
Burn the pictures and leave no evidence.
It's best for everyone involved.
Just keep your thoughts to yourself.
Trust me your better off.
Tonight just let go of your demons.
Thus don't control who you are.
Tonight just be happy for once
You owe yourself that.

Since when did kids start listening to disco again?
Since when did divorce become a trend?
Since when did the beginning become the end?
Since when did we start tearing houses down?
This neighborhood is starting to turn around.
What's wrong with the world?
When did our enemies become our friends?

The worlds so big for us to feel so small.
Just keep your head up kid you may just conquer it all.

Your a king!
Your a god!
Your the man with the plan!
You've got it all figured out.

When did we start bragging about nuclear war?
Since when did we throw our bibles to the floor?
Since when did we all become so bored?
Why do we joke about things that affect us all?

The worlds so small for us to feel so tall.
Just keep your head up kid you may just conquer it all.

Your a king!
Your a god!
Your the man with the plan!
You've got it all figured out.

Your home town tore down the markets and stores.
Put up skyscrapers and wanna build more.
The people are screaming and pleading for change.
They want the government out!!!

Your a king!
Your a god!
Your the man with the plan!
You've got it all figured out.

"Don't you get tired of it all?" she said,
As we passed the bottle around again.

The same old faces in the same old basment not doing anything.

We all get high just to pass the time,
telling stories of when we were young.

And with each past shared we lose a bit of ourselves.
We sit there collecting dusts like books on a shelf.

And we laugh about how we'll never change and how we won't turn out like our parents.

The night time comes stirring up our spirits.
And with each passing moment we wonder if not now then when?

We used to call each other friends,
now we're miles apart and barley keep in touch.

It takes so much to bring it up in a sentence,
now we interact with post cards dated for a special occasion.

Like ghost inside our former selves,
Envious of who we used to be.
We sit alone and contemplate when we decided,
If not now then when?

The lights start to flicker,
As the breaks begin to screetch.
But nobody bothers,
looking up from their feet.

The rush hour crowd,
Screams to be noticed.
But no one pays any mind,
They're to busy to notice.

Tired faces and crowded minds.
All different in different ways.
But when the subway doors slam shut,
We're all the same.

A passenger on a train.

I'm alive!
I cried out to the midnight air.
Whispers of wind answered me back.
I'm alive and I want to live.

I'm alive!
I shouted to the loud crowded street.
Arms spread out and both feet together.
I'm alive and I want to live.

I'm alive!
All alone on a rooftop in my city.
Contemplating life and it's meaning.
I'm alive and I want to live.

I'm alive!
As I shake my hands in the air and scowl at the moon.
Today is not my day to die.
I'm alive and I want to live.