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

I pray that God is real.

I dipped in, swung through by open door
Your scent is of the wrath, your wounds are full of sore
Blast me
Bleach me
Who said it would be easy
Blisters pop as lessons from the tyrant sun
I cannot be told that it cannot be done

I'm gonna need new pair of shoes
When i get through walking these blues

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

"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

The artist brought his brush tonight
And spread beauty through the skies for you and I to feast our eyes
As we curl in the grass as the world passes by
I don't mind
For really what else could I find
To better spend my fleeting time
You and I
And the innocent night

I wish I could bottle up the time
For it falls right through my hand like the sand passes by
And you would fall as a victim of the light
Ooooh oh I...
It is so hard to define
The hell that it is to be alone with my mind
Sometimes
Oh all the time

I went a-walkin to the earth
To witness the dearth of where my ancestors gave birth
And run wild as children, naked and free
Then there's me stiff in the ****** trees

Oh the artist brought his brush tonight
And spread beauty in the sky for you and I to feast our eyes
And we curl in the grass as the world passes by
I don't mind
No I really don't mind

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?

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

Trying to shoot straight
But it may be a waste
For the seeds I have ate
Still leaves aftertaste

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

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

He climbed the stairs up to the roof.
Looked from the edge, he needed proof.
But he did find it was not there.
No fright was in the night air.
He sure did crave to find the ground.
But was too tired to walk down.
He closed his eyes, he grinned and fell.
He sighed and sinned his way to hell.

Im beaten and im broken
Im face down in the ground
What sweet grace i have spoken
But nobodys around
who can hear me
Baby
Cant you hear?
See its driving me crazy
That i cant have you near

You gave my whole world color
When everything was gray
Your glue held me together
Til you took it away
Now im in pieces
Baby
Its not fair
Because i know youre just fine
And you dont care

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.

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 the road
A lot of hearts left to rot on the road
And some bodies disposed I know
When it shines
It don't stay
very long

All a show
On the stage for the world to see
crying end of the tragedy
Final act
Powerful play

All I see is gray
Say it's be okay
But I don't buy it
Because I'm too high
Then I'm too low

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?

Say a word for the silent genius.
Amongst us he resides.
Propeling soul-drift through storm clouds of conformity.
He deserves to hear due praise.
Shoveling snow fallen from farmiliar unappriciated skies.
A unique snowflake does the shoveling.
What heaping connective mushy surroundings does he dig through.
Penetrating the patterned populous.
May his search provide heat.
May the water flow to quench our every united thirst.
Say a word for the digging in silence.
The silent genius.

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

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.

They call me The Astronaut, cause she was my World you see?
Until she needed Space, and decided she'd leave me.
Now I am just drifting, alone in the Galaxy.
The Stars I'm passing by, they don't look like Stars to me.

I wish i had a fork
Because i got this dank speghetti
I feel like such a dork
Because my stomaches ******* ready

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 run because I'm late
I run because it's fate
That soon I'll be under the woodmen's tree
I run because I'm through
And it's all that I can do
To keep the reaper from collecting me
I run because I'm cold
I run because I've sold
Everything I loved that fateful day
I run because it's time
Oh I run because you're mine
But you keep on a-runnin away

Thoughts as the sun climbs high
Pinkish haze watercolor kiss the sky
Thoughts of i and all my daze
Roaming through my lifely maze
Recall the times of youth and passion
The grass as green as you can imagine
My future a carnival and i a saint
Now days are long, and i know i aint
I review the flash, it was all wrong
Choices made make a sad song
My mirror shows me someone i hate
What was the cause of my fate
Still a young man but wearily tired
The thought of death pulls me inspired

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.

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.

I wake and feel like death
This may be the night i break
Ill disolve myself through breath
And see what world i make
The fire will be burning
It will beckon my poor soul
My boiled blood hot turning
With a knife to jab a hole
Remove us from the stage
I never will belong
Release us from the cage
Where our love must be wrong

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?

All the living that you're saving
won't buy your dreams for you.

If I had the power
Of Midas of old
To touch any flower
Turn its pedals gold
I'd touch thy face
Delightful boy
Leave a metal grace
A graven joy

Pray that you never know
Where the youth and the laughter go

Thus would I slay
Ah desperate rewind
That fateful day
Trembles my mind
Red lips do close
Which sang so well
stole away the rose
Left only a shell

Pray that you never know
Where the youth and the laughter go

Many have said it couldn't be done.
But I've done it, I've put two wieners in one bun.
Double the meat, but triple the fun.
Heartiest sensation found under the sun.
Look at you there smirking with your ***** mind.
Thinking I mean two *****'s in one behind.
Society is at fault so I look no further.
But I truly do mean a frankfrankfurter.

*******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

It's always cold
Or is it just me

Lost in a riddle
Somewhere in the middle
Have I lost my chance
Maybe theres no answer at all

I make love to break hate
With rhymes so pregnant they lactate

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

I felt something in the stars
Shining through the roof
They pulled me up to Mars
As if I needed proof
And I set out one candid afternoon
Lost my way, and fell stranded on the moon.

Now I really really really need to find a way back home
Really really really need to find my way back home

Well yeah I just felt trapped
And had myself a cry
Until I just laid back
And just looked up at the sky
And it ain't ever looked like quite this before
And Dorthy yeah we sure ain't in Kansas anymore

Just really really really need to find a way back home
Really really really need to find my back home

In recent effents. An undurled experience release a revelation that have reptured my previously durable ambitions.
A free thinkng fantasy. Was to have a voice that could move souls in the way some have noutured mine.
Alas on an ordinary unrepressed weekday I find myself ****** in a climactic judgement day for my previously displayed visions.
I found myself arounded by poetential assistants to finally lighting the spark that may lead to these fantasies to gainly a lively tone.
Musitions and I came together in a spontaneous gathering of the subjected topics being discussed and performed in a casual tone.
While the turn strummed their beat up six strings i merely nodded my head and let the music claim my conciousness. A farmiliar and personally well admired tune began playing. One of the gentlemen asked if I know the lyrical content of the contempory composition. After I informed him that I did the road of the dreamroad was about to split and i would make the pivitol turn through audition now. I was struck with overwhelming bashfulness and nervy contraction. It was time.
I took all the courage I had left. And rattled the shell of the cowardous creative chartacter who lives within me, and I sang. I sang as clearly and well as I possibly could. I gave a performance of my ambitious alter ego that even I had not seen.
After the song came to a close, andd my heaet returned to place from my throat. I recieved a nonchealaunt response to this desperately hopeful side. "You didn't like, sing in a choir or anything did you?" I answered him.... "no"..... The other judge drew back the curtains and the question was answered, and it was preceeded with a chuckle, and it wss all finished with a "we can tell."

Missing my class
Im way too high
Smoking my grass, watching my gpa fly

Snacking on Lays
Watching a cartoon
Wednesday in PJs, a quarter past noon.

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.

Alone the two sat in the dark and stormy weather.
The sky was clear and the light was bright when they sat alone together.

When I came down the sun was rising
I spent my share of time realizing
I'll always be the one to blame
That our love cannot be the same

But I got to try

I settled down, the ground was moving
I spent a lot of time disproving
For all I've learned playing this game
I can't remember my own name

But I got to try