There's a way to get there, though the cloud,
is threatening and the thunder loud
One road will take you to the scene,
where dreams come true and grass is green.
There are many paths from which to choose.
One will win, while most will lose.
How do I make such great decisions?
I wish I had clairvoyant visions.

This is the day of the splitting path
Take one more glance, know it'll be your last
So aching to watch you go
But no mistaking, I do know
Why you have to
I would too if I were you you

I have your photo, in an ancient frame
Across my soul, is a tattoo of your name
I cried when I wrote this song
Wiped my tears and wailed "so long!"
You'll make it this time
You're too perfect to be mine mine

I see an ocean in your eyes
I could sail til the end of time
Stare into your deepest blue
Where dreams have wept and love's untrue

On this empty night
I feel us share this heartbeat
You're many seas away
No distances can keep you away

Begging on my knees
The skies to show a purpose
No clouds just clarity
Someday it'll all be perfect

Life was a cell with a scenic view
Not a moment free, yet not a thing to do

Oh where should I take us my guardian spirit
I've a voice to move mountains but no one to hear it
I've had visions at night that will haunt the town's mornings
I've shook many a folks but they've ignored my warnings
I've given and taken and find myself hollow
I've searched many bright ally's for a figure to follow
I've loved and I've hated and lusted for an end
I've stepped on your heart than prayed it to mend
I've lied and I've listened to the mouthpiece of heaven
I've sworn in their eyes that I'd soon change my livin

And I've been blue
What can I do
All of this rain
On me and you
Oh it's a new moon that's gonna rise!

Never has there been such an offensive sight as the one i had to bear.
When I was drudging weary at night and caught a glimpse of a mirror.
Rage devoured my soul and squeezed me tight, "You have no place here!"
Then to my suprise, I awoke in delight to pretend I have only the world to fear.

Do you still think of me babe
And what we used to be babe
The perfect days we had back there
When love and music filled the air

Those times are now far gone girl
Because the things I've done girl
You finally get what you deserve
While finally justice I must serve

I know you're out of reach love
There is no golden speech love
If there was, I still would'nt try
You deserve a much better guy

I feel I'm such a peasant
Who will just live then be forgetten
A pawn among the chessboard
A tiny speckle in the present
A cookie cutter bud of cotton

What a disapointment I have become
Born with fists of gold and silver tongue
Yet enchantment now only in visions I see
Melodic ripples of the deepest blue I've sung

What a dreadful failure I stand
Held seeds of power so vast in my hand
Surely no one could be as wasteful as me
The deepest blue waves swallow my land

Barefoot I stroll
On the glowing coal
To the burning rythym
Of your churning soul

When my stride tires
Your letter inspires
A sea of desires
Is my growing pull

Caped in innocense
And strikingly still
He stood on the walk watching life
A magnet to eyes and judgement
But never to hearts
Intently studying his race
He never belonged
How do they know the way?

Lazily the thunder purs
Wealthy women draped in furs
The trumpet smooth and sky black
A heavy rain washes time back

The maniac is moving down Main.
An umbrella raised, but there's no rain.
The sun in distain, is laughing at his face.
He shades the pain, from the human race.

The maniac enters the store.
The shoppers stop, and drop to the floor.
They hear him sigh, and begin to cry.
What did he even go there for?

The maniac's at my window.
I hide inside, and pray he'll go.
He rattles on the pane, now there's a steady rain.
But I tell myself Hell No.

The maniac is in my head.
He entered while i dreamt in bed.
He'd found the hidden key, he entered quitely.
The maniac is in my head.

Oh I'm so tired of this dreadful waiting
Laying home in bed and *******
With nowhere else to know
And nobody else to know

What's really getting old is aging
With this envy inside me raging
As I wait to start something new
As I'm waiting to get over you

Oh these four walls expand forever
This is an unescapable endeavor
Oh you witch you must feel so clever
But your potion won't last forever

Will it?
...
This dreadful waiting

I'm losing my mind trying to understand yours.
You broke me up, and I said I'm sorry.
I drank a pint of your sweet sweet poison.
Oh I don't know what's going on in me.
What's going on in me?

If for some reason you want me again.
Look for me on the sole of your shoes.
You are the worst always to win.
I am the best always to lose.

She allowed the sun to kiss her ankles
But her face remained a privilage of the air
As her features illuminated in the sunlight
And the opulent gold shown through her hair

In the aftermath it was clear that her calculations had been correct
The forgiving wind massaged her skin and gave her the peace to reflect

It's all fine

I have a snapshot of her smile
In my mind
I'll view it while I dial
The hotline
To tell them I'm thinking about falling
They sigh
Well since you keep on calling
Give it a try
I look at the picture
One more time
In my mind

It's all fine.

They've got the package
I can't get a view
Blocked from every angle
No way to get through

They're tearing it open
I wish i could see
"If you want the prize,
you'd best follow me."

We stroll from the scene
And he thumbs down a ride
"Oh what are we doing?
Lets go back inside

For they have found treasures
And secrets and pleasures
I know it's a mess sure
But such fortune to measure!"

.....

"Trust me."




And the gold put the wealthy in it's pocket.
As the peasant walked homebound with his hands in his.

Oh lets get together again.
Ive sipped the tainted water
and I'm giddy to sin.

Save sight of purness in your daughter
For when i go in
You've never seen such a slaughter

Flowing, windy meadowing moods
In the sweet chillingness dawn
As starlight blueness dressed in nudes.
Ignites our dream life, turning us on.

Til brutish stomping crawling teeth.
Destroy the peace the calm has built.
Grabs the feet, and pulls down beneath.
The beshaken spawns claim the board has tilt.

"You're still young and fresh."
I'm trying my best
to feel so
As i rub cream on my flesh

"Go out and live son.
The world won't wait"
But I am, a few more month,
Circled the date

This ways not ideal
I don't advise
I want to change
"Should I shut or open my eyes?"

Flashes of youth
Times an illusion
"Where's the proof?"
Just builds confusion

Beat the Force
Fell to the Travel
It doesn't add up
And the numbers unravel

I breathe deep in the chemicals
Oh I just love the taste
I had the world grabbed by the tail
But it cut itself off at the waste

My skin is cracked by the coldness
My eyes are red from the plants
You were dead gorgeous in that black dress
But i wouldnt give you a single dance

Barred from the club in space
The expelled list bares my name
Isolated from starlight space
With only myself to blame

Stop worrying about somebody,
     who isn't worried about you.
     Easy to say, but hard to do. It's true.
     Beaten, but by who?
Bitter grew on me buddy.
Staying up late to study.
     Changed my colors to black and blue.

Before our intelligence became too good for its own good. Before computers, television, phones, cars, cities.. All the way back to our creation. We are simply animals. Unshaven, naked in the wilderness, no oral communication, and proccessed outside influenes... Money, the 9-5 job, school, sports, errands, schedules, and all those things that cause us stress in our daily lives is unnatural. Its not what we are meant to trouble ourselves with. Much of the energies, concerns, and pressures in ourlives is not what we as a species are meant to feel. We should remember at times what we really are.

It hurts so much to know i've blown my chance.
They always go away.
I have to sin and put them in a trance.
Just to make them stay.

Its hard to know, that they have gone
Never to return.
Its cruel this stove that they've pinned me on.
They're so cold to watch me burn.

The perfect face i saw.
Made me feel so small.
My loving may be raw.
You must be the angels call.

He left early in the morning, with the mountain on his mind.
Peered up to the peak above and then began the climb.
The city and its people sure would not be missed
Not since he had his innoncence, such days he reminiced.
He reached the peak in hours, with knees fatigued and sore.
He looked down at towers, he could've sworn that there were more.
He took a seat on the grass, he deserves a break at last.
He never could stand it when he felt the best times had passed.
He watched the sun as it began to set, alone but at ease.
He fell asleep with no alarm set, gently kissed by the breeze.

It is early in the morning, and I've yet to find sleep.
Not to say that I'm searching, my thoughts are too deep.
I think of you and I think of her, women on my mind no suprise.
I think of how both my beloved are asleep next to other guys.
I think of my childhood dreams, and how most of them I still keep.
I recall the times that i smiled and had no trouble falling asleep
in my own room.
Insomnia of gloom.

I saw an old man lighting up, I asked to *** a ****.
He told me that he's on his last, I know hes just blowing smoke.
Like love it hurts to get rejected, but hurts more not to know.
Stuck to breathe the poison fresh air on this lone walk home.

The pornographers are winning
The sweet first born has drown
The dealers know what sells
And they've spread it all over town

The old soldier is disfigured
But you fall in love with his grit
They have to cheat to stop him
And avoid getting hit

And the fluids keep on flowing in
But have no where to go
As memory and urges
Cause the boat to overflow

They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row.

Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning,
"You belong to Me I Believe."
And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend
You'd better leave."
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row.

Ophelia, she's 'neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into Desolation Row.

Theres a girl in my town
If you see her keep your head down
Zoë
Youll want to stare for a while
But dont you fall for that smile
Zoë
She'll make you cry, make you cry, make you cry
Zoë
She has the looks to ****
And what she'll do to you will
Zoë
I'm telling you as a friend
She'll make your whole world end
Zoë
She'll make you cry, make you cry, make you cry
Zoë
Now i go through life drunk
Because my heart has sunk
Zoë
So trust me stay away
Or you'll be like me someday
Zoë
She'll make you cry, make you cry, make you cry
Zoë

Dolefully trudge to my chamber this night.
Carrying burden of this inimical plight.
Scrawling as a means to drop this weight light.
But alas, who will read these words that I write?

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Heaven in a dark place.
Jokers with no face.
Not a moment free yet not a thing to do.
The theif paints his cell wall.
With crushed plants and they fall.
Ivory clouds speckle the sky of blue.
Deep in the brain stem.
A bulb burning light dim.
Wallows the roots of everything once feared.
Blind marchers guiding.
Hunters found hiding.
Messy brigade leaves the ruins cleared.
Time will move on and on and on and on and on you too soon.
By the time eyes adjust to the sun you'll be seeing the moon.

Knocked to the sand with a wave of fate
I reach now for the hand but I am too late
Would you be the one to bring back the bait?
For hours upon hours i yearn for that date

Through an egoman's view
Saul mauled the maker
Though his words rang true
Saul deemed he a faker
The throne in the kingdom was ravished with smite
The maker made use of his power and might
He banished his attacker, yet to his dread
The maker as witness, Saul's air had spread
With his cherished creation, immersed in sin
The maker bolts the gate. No more welcome in.

Procrastination is like *******.
It feels good until you remember that you're ******* yourself.

Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination

We'll begin with a spin
Traveling in the world
Of my creation
What we'll see
Will defy explanation

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanna change the world?
There's nothing to it

There is no life I know
To compare with
Pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be

The letter was addressed: From Agnes With Love
It arrived from above, in the beak of a dove
My heart it had seemed to stop in its place
But it started to race, when I saw your face
The years had shown through your beauty in lines
A few more then the time, when I called you mine.
The photo brought memories of pain and of bliss
On the back was your kiss, and the word "remanice"
Was it a cruel taunt, or did you crave me?
I thought as I walked nervously, to your cottage to see.

"The only difference between a winner and a loser is a winner plays until he wins."

Wild on the rope i swing
What child like hope you bring
Everytime you smile at me
While dangling on the cliff of doom
A strangling of a stiffest gloom
Like spangling of a lifting broom
You bringeth a smile to me

Dolefully trudge to my chamber this night.
Carrying burden of this inimical plight.
Scrawling as a means to drop this weight light.
But alas, who will read these words that I write?

On this evening, I recognized my surroundings in a fog of longing and desire with such potency to unfurl the flags that protect us from our true soul. And as the thoughts race through my spirit I feel the urge to allow thee entry into my true self as I invite you to join, for you there is a vacancy

Oh fairest maiden dressed in blue,
with blessed eyes i gaze at you.
Your lips speak volumes, no need to talk.
You are my shadow this lonely walk.

And i believe some people make themselves bad just to make the rest of the world seem better by comparison

*******was heisted
She was seeking a man
Where does the bull summon the energy
Chewing on something
Cheap thrills
That sleeper is out there
Its sweet and spicy
The home crowd is on their feet early

Crest the best
**** Colgate
Crest the best
Got great taste

Clean your teeth
Bright and white
Clean your teeth
Every night

Buy that Crest
Colgate's waste
Buy that Crest
Best toothpaste

Once the feelings start
Theyre hard to control
I gave her my heart
But she took my soul

My morals on the bottom
I'm running Vietnam
I'm headed to Skull Island
And I'm stealing King Kong

Ring the alarm
My morals on the bottom
Ring the alarm
My morals on the bottom

"I had to ride a bicycle home when it was really kicking in and it was really tough to make it home because I felt drunk and doezy, and felt like i was biking through a fun house, then listened to a few tracks by AWOLnation and felt like I was the star of some epic trippy music video."

Everyone's leaving earth
There's no room for dreams here
Grounded by the gravity of being man
Would you climb aboard?
And orbit with outcasts
For following the path
Was never in their plan

With flags unfurled
Eyes closed and minds open
They comet the skies, theyre a lucid clan
Would you take the lead?
Then learn to follow
The stars beckoning for you like nothing can

Everyones leaving earth
To search for a new place
They all roam
Cause this home
Is not the way we planned at birth

I guess the more you see
The less you will embrace
A normal life
With petty strife
Its all been done but not by me

Silky mishaped strangers
Skin of green
Black hole eyes
Where have you been
Show us the dangers
Of the scene
Wet with cries
Streaming to get clean

We could've done this so much better
Your ears and heart out of range
So carefully chosen was every letter
Yet I've still come across as strange

The voice rings echos behind the church
Where sin salivates and feeds
Climbing the branches of the old birch
Such height satisfies the needs