So you want to lead me, "us all," to the "truth,"
That there is no excuse and that every day
We need instantaneous "failure proof,"
But I know what you are, you can't hide.
You've taken so many to an early
Retirement already with your "sane" logic.
Please give me a moment so I can find out
What it's like to be on the
"Winning side,"
While I sit here, head reeling,
Strangers passing around at every turn on
This city street, completely and entirely aware
About it all and don't want to let you just
Simply pass for normal. It's like this feet that you must commit
To, I'm a victim of your shameless charade,
Lucky me, I am the bad one who has to get out of the car.
That every thing I have ever accomplished means
Absolutely nothing
-NO MATTER WHAT-
Simply because it isn't
Popular...

If but for ten seconds to see you smile, to hear your voice,
Wouldn't a person fill the world with their tears
Beyond the whole of what we say is never a choice,
Burnt bridge, skies of safest planes, be it the vehicle
That kills and maims, just to hear your voice, it's all in the voice.

No one will hear you in person as often, it's not the same.

If I were to look for your visage would you appear? Show your face?
Would there be a specter of you? Every day we face our fears
Into the void of all that is lost we pay the cost
To see your face, all it is in this ruined burnt out place
A victim of wrinkles and blush, damp and dark around the eyes,

Even at war, we are all sharing the same planet in space.

Would that I could find a way to touch your skin, beyond all within,
It's a place I will never return, for life I will be lost in the dim,
The trampling the wreckage, it's all for soft skin, or to appear slim,
To see the skin it is but a vain thing but they will pay for the dream,
It's a goal they all know "we" must meet, perfect skin is bittersweet,

*Worth all of your dreams and mine, we will all get left behind...

None can write a story
more vibrant, more in touch
with love than the human heart,
brimming with a form of spirit
that emits a glow not unlike the
flame does, small, still the fire it starts.
Unpopular as my ideal may seem,
not unlike an endless stream,
we would choose to seek further,
deeper, though we may suffer,
we will not stop until we've found
a machine that is "greater" than any
emotion or natural love around.

What does it all mean?
Is there a future life?
Why do I dream?

Every day that the world spins and turns,
Gray hairs mean we are all getting old,
So many recollections of the past
For which the heart yearns.
Life is so important, no one wants
To die, but in the end you're with
Everyone else breathing for the last time,
Why is this depressing? It's simply the truth,
I felt so invincible in the years of my
Happy youth. Who knows what tomorrow brings,
Where you can find precious things
Diamond rings
Time is running out
'Til the big bell finally rings
And the fat lady sings...

Who knows if there is anything
Real that even a possible
Future lifetime brings.

I am like an onion with no center,
It seems you can take off as many layers
As you like, but shall never find a center,
None you can ever find. I'm so high in trends,
All you need to do is call out my name on a
City street and I'm insulted that it was you
And not one of my "more important" friends,
Whilst if I seem interested in calling upon all
Of your secrets and probing into your life,
I am as by all rights granted such permission
Upon having a car, richer, and have a husband/wife.
I am the "real me," on all fronts "special and great,"
Although I've never apologized for being foolish, wrong, or late.

A long time ago we'd go on outings
To see the natural world in all it's glory
I never really appreciated it enough,
Now after all this time I'm in mourning,
Life is but a blank wall, a passing day,
A pay check, a distant smile, sometimes,
I laugh when the timing is right anyway,
A solemn quiet giggle, waiting in food lines,
Doesn't it seem over the years something changes?
Every day just goes on to become a blur,
Nothing but vagabonds, hustlers and strangers,
I wonder what would be if natures voice were heard?

Seeking answers, help, I cry out, but no one is here for me,
Warmth, sunshine, the fresh ocean breeze, clouds floating,
It's all I can do to try to remember the rushing river, the path,
The fresh grass with the morning dew, free to choose ******.
It's all anyone can do. No one else seems to care but me,
I guess it's not very important to love nature, but hey,
At least you can always count on it being solid and free.
Everyone loves this country, everyone worships it,
It's imposing laws, it's noisy planes, it's pollution,
They never seem to be bothered by it one bit.
But me, I'd rather disappear than go on like this for life,
I need to find an unreal miracle magical solution,
Lucky me...no one shares my wish to move, my dream...
Just a memory!

You turned out to be real "cute," sure,
I'm the one who's need of love is impure,
I'd like to tell you how I feel
Before this banquet becomes my last meal.
Huzzah! I'm past the point of no return,
Only space is left in for our concern,
You could care less what I think it's my eyes
That wait on your every word until I can blink,
Don't forget that pain you put into me!
All you said was "don't come over, don't bother,
No I don't want to see you or hear from you again,
I've already got a "perfect" boyfriend till the end.
Many forms of pain they come and go, you know,
But that pain it follows me wherever I may come or go.
Until the end of time...forever after...into tomorrows of tomorrow,
I feel nothing but hurt, loss, despair and endless sorrow...

~**** SOUND~

The way it's smelling, I can't believe it-I've never smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
It's oh so gassy, such a **** sound that goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
I don't believe it-it's got my face turning a pale greenish-hue!
You know I've never smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
It's oh so gassy, such a **** sound that goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...

Verse 1
I think that the earth is shaking-I swear someone moves the breeze,
An' detonated a whole whopping ton of "Gaseous-TNT",
That **** was like a ghost in Ghost Busters,
It sneak up on you and you freakin' smell the
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
I turn around and think
What is this some kind of bad **** could seem,
Who ate that turkey sub sandwich with sharp mustard?
And then cut the cheese?
And do not think that this is the first time I or my friend here
"Duffy" made the birds "rush from the smell" to the trees!
For I, Triumph, am on a mission to escape this **** smell
In such a hurry-heading for the hills
-ABOUT TO PASS OUT........

The way it's smelling, I can't believe it-I've never smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
It's oh so gassy, such a **** sound that goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
I seek that face mask-like this is a smell emergency
Buddy, You know I've never smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
Don't no one order the garlic liver with fried onion steak!
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...

Verse 2
The other day I was in gas station, some guy was getting gas
Had gotten "Carsick" and blamed me! But I knew the truth it was the car next to me,
I am not lying it came wafting through the breeze and it goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
I said, "MAN do I look like the "Houdini of farts?"
With fumes from some unknown specter of flatulence? When clearly,
It was you? What you think I should do? Don't look at me!
Make it so that everyone up in this gas station knows it wasn't me?
But you know the truth-it is a bag of chips I buy one for you please
Don't get so angry I didn't mean any harm, no need for one to yell,
You know you can't light a lighter or smoke? It's a law everyone knows
When there is so much gas you might just
**** (Phew-can't no one light a ****...!)

Chorus
The way it's smelling, I can't believe it-I've never smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
It's oh so gassy, such a **** sound that goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
Don't ya know that beans are a magical fruit?
I've never smelled a BIFF like that,
In the end we all can't escape the
noxious fumes of the
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...

On airplane flight I was minding my own business
When some dude let an "aero-**** fly" a guy looked
At me and said:
"Hey, what you think that this is, did superman
Himself let a PHLPH
As his cape lifted up from a gassy (?)
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
"You think that Triumph the puppet dog not super enough?
I think you are like kryptonite to me! You saying I had some
Thing humble apology I had to say? Don't you know there is no room to breath?
I clearly know better I see the sign when you need to pull out a bag
Because you airsick there are multiple usages, and you can use it
Like I have repeatedly to breath from a **** smell I didn't make!
I am just a puppet, not a ****-tion teller...!

Chorus
The way it's smelling, I can't believe it-I've never smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
It's oh so gassy, such a **** sound that goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...
From the rear end, this isn't a whoopee cushion ****-
Can't pretend
That I've ever smelled a
**** LIKE THAT
It's oh so gassy, such a **** sound that goes
**** FA-FAR-FAR-****...

MAN!
It's got a life all it's own!

Ever since you left me alone by phone
Saying goodbye I haven't been the same,
In your endless dark eyes
That would glow with so much light
You left me without a lit candle
Lost in the darkest plight.
Yours were the softest small hands,
And your short brown hair so bouncy
With a playful touch to all the strands,
And such beautiful boyish eyes,
I could see a lot of tenderness in them.
But you left me in the dark, here,
To play a dismal part, desperate for love,
Whether you were far or near,
You were like sunshine I longed for,
But I never received your warmth.
This is now my darkest hour,
Watch as I am taken down by this storm,
You stand there from a distance, it's not
Unlike watching someone get banished
Without a trace, longing for one chance
To for once even look at your smooth
***** face. But your visage so sweet
Was but an idea, more like a dream,
So when or if I wake up...*

I will still never again be free.

No matter what we think
No matter what we do
The truth is all things, all places, all people,
All are a reflection of everything
That exists, a melting *** of universal life,
Dreams and you.