kiss me love
love me tender
strum my heart like a fender stratocaster

As I walked amongst theives
trying to steal my heart away
I sent out a dove
to carry my heart away
when the dove landed I knew it found its place
for it was always open
like a key to the safe.
When I awoke from a deep dream
I found it gone
for my dove was captured
on the rock it landed on.

Im waiting for you
waiting
and waiting
waiting for you
and im still waiting
I hope your waiting for me
I picture what you'd look like
I picture how you'd feel in my arms
if you'd be short where your face falls right below my chin
or if your tall so our faces are face to face when we hug
I wait for you
and I hope your waiting for me too
hope your wondering if id be good to you
and not cheat
rub your back
as we just lay down and sleep
I wanna here your voice
I want to love somebody
is it that hard
to just  love somebody






round the corner

If Tomorrow wasnt promised
and Today Is already over
does that mean I'll stay in my dreams
Or wake up somewhere new.
I hope that if I were to die
before tomorrow reached
that they'd find my body
wrapped up
like when my mother use to tuck me in and kiss my forehead.
I hope my family knows
that I didnt die mad or sad
that I died dreaming of they're faces
and the day again when we will meet.

I kissed you on the hand
as our toes digged deep in the sand
I kissed your naval
and again
and again
and again
we rolled in the tide
and I felt your skin on mine
Naked and free
naked and free

I run in my dreams
to a place of endless sea
and picture myself sailing the ocean
with you by my side
I see the waves collide the side of the ship
and see you bite your lip
and then you ******* a little kiss
and you seem like a angle
as I watch your air blow in the wind
even in my dreams I miss your ***...
I try to remember what it's like to hear you telling me you love me
but I didnt retain ****
when I was with you
I was always so horrible at containing memories
they usaully pass by
like a passerby in a train car.
Scar tissue forms on my heart from each time its blead to touch you again
and I go back to my dreams to catch bits and peices of you...
but I'm not afraid of what was maybe ment to be
I do now that no matter what
those dreams can never be set free.

when i get tired
true vibrations
marky mark
and my funky ****
you say its bunk
one hit
and you on the top bunk
bunk beds as kids
jumpin matress to matress
now i dream of a girlfriend and a mistress
when we all kiss
i ******* first kiss
i want but i cant have
your with a better man
i was a lost cause
and i know
i listned i learned i taught myself not to
hurt
not to hurt
but to say shes doing better
cross my heart and hope to stunt
cuz
i aint
no punk

A old gentleman in a bar was sitting next to a very beat up man this tattered man He wore no shoes
He smelled
He was soaking wet and looked very pale.
The old gentleman bought the  man a beer
and ask him what his story was
the man told him that he was once a successful buissness owner
a man of high class and standard.
He wore the finest clothes,
wore the most beautufl jewelry,
and went on amazing journeys.
The old gentleman began to laugh
he sipped his drink
looked over the man and asked him what happened
the man told him that he was driving out in the country comming home from a buissness meeting
He said he had been drinking and reached for his scotch when he
looked up
his car swirved in the lake
water seaped in
He said " water came rushing in so fast"
the old gentleman looked down at his beer
looked up
and the man was nowhere to be seen
he asked the bar keep if he saw where the man went
the bar keep insisted that the old gentleman was crazy that he saw the old gentleman  talking to himself...
suddenly
The old Gentleman heard a voice over the television " Good evening we have breaking news it appears that Lyon Lemon Owner of Inka Industries has gone missing. Police have recovered his viechle but with no trace of Lyon inside it. They've issued scuba divers to search for the Lyons body. We will keep you posted on this story.

The old gentleman suddenly felt quezzy and uneasy. His lips dried, his skin went clammy, and his hair stood on the back of his neck. He knew he had seen Lyon not moments ago in the bar. The old gentle dropped a handfull of silver and paper on the counter and rushed out.

Javier Timble once a Master Con Artist and a Cheat was now the one being fooled and tricked with. He knew the game that was being played on him and he was to have no part of being set up for a ******. Timble was shakened but was far from scared. As he walked out the bar he noticed wet footprints. But they were forming as if someone was walking. Timble again felt the rush of adrenline come into his heart he began to mutter to himself and wonder what kind of trick this was. Javier stepped slowly towards the footprints and noticed that there was letters forming on the wall to the right of him. slowly the words formed out to say "InKa"

flithy fresh
tattered *****
trash talkin ****
got a gimp limp
front tooth chipped
got chip dip on my lip
dont even tip
take a sip out of your drink at the club
scrub but your girlfriend love me
im a sleezeball
a goofie kid that usually uses roofies but
passes out before they kick in
im a mess
Gutter Crunk
Regular Gutter punk
snatched up your junk
and made myself a nice hunk of doe
so now im driving drunk smashin yard gnomes
blowin whippets to the dome
up inside your home
eating all your food and smashing your ***

Oh darling
do I beg to see you dance
You put all the boys into such a trance
and you got me on my knees
begging baby baby please
come home with me
but you run to the big pocket boys
with big rockets that can take you beyond the sky
and I got a 1.45
not much to get by

Money gets the girl
spend all your money
just to make her your world
then she goes bye bye

So I watch as you walk by
and girl you got things that money just cant
afford to buy
your out of touch
out of sight
just like the moon in the night
and I'm digging in my pockets
just trying to find enough
to buy your time

Money gets the girl
spend all your money
just to make her your world
then she goes bye bye

So the night goes by
and all the boys are watching you shake that
money maker
pulling you aside spending your precious time
because really you know they cant afford you
but if they get a hour of your time
your thiers for the night
but not saying they  wont pay a price

Money gets the girl
spend all your money
just to make her your world
then she goes bye bye

Copywrited JamRock Lyrics

when I was asleep I dreamed in color
I saw those brown eyes
deeply brown with hints of greens
like the grass that died on that fall day.
I woke up in a frenzy to find you
but you were no where to be found
so I took a leap into the ocean blue
and drowned so I could see you.

you smell like a fine wine
that intoxicates my mind
and sends a wild shiver down my spine
like a cold winter day
you make my body
go into a deep sleep
as we wrestle in this warm bed
your fingures run slowly down the valley
into the area where we all know makes us both happy
you bite your lip
I bite the skin on your hip
and as we wrestle again
you whisper in my ear
that you love me
that you'll never leave
but as I release and full asleep
I wake up
and again
I'm alone

we speak of truth and of heart
when the truth is we dont know how to settle our rambling hearts
they speak of curiousty and merit
they make us wear it
some on our sleeves
other bend to there knees
to feel relief to hear it speak
its simple elegant and a true remark
so let it roam and tangle
in the webs of life
dont worry we all will hear one day
the truth of the heart is a foriegn tounge
speeks so strong
all i know is to smoke
the sound away
laying down
dreaming of the next day
we sing
we preach
while the heart sleeps
while we fade
and fade
and fade my dear
a vibrant melody
a lushish trance
hows the heart dance
a beautiful earthquake that quivers
and quivers
the soul of the human race
with each morning wake and each nights rest
the heart oh how it dances

we speak of truth and of heart
when the truth is we dont know how to settle our rambling hearts
they speak of curiousty and merit
they make us wear it
some on our sleeves
other bend to there knees
to feel relief to hear it speak
its simple elegant and a true remark
so let it roam and tangle
in the webs of life
dont worry we all will hear one day
the truth of the heart is a foriegn tounge
speeks so strong
all i know is to smoke
the sound away
laying down
dreaming of the next day
we sing
we preach
while the heart sleeps
while we fade
and fade
and fade my dear
a vibrant melody
a lushish trance
hows the heart dance
a beautiful earthquake that quivers
and quivers
the soul of the human race
with each morning wake and each nights rest
the heart oh how it dances

My hearts a Orphan and It's Looking for a new home

In your warmth
skin to skin
in your mouth
is where I begin
slow kisses
and cheap moves
Zip
a slow move down to remove your pants
like a trap you grasp me
fingur tips touching
panting and loving
where do I begin
The sins id unleash on you
lust and gluttony
because I feed on your love
Slap my face
take me into your secret place

Sirens and drunk laughter
outside my window
burnt ciggerete butts
Empty cases
outside my window
no flowers grow
outside my window
only people peeing
outside my window
***** ***** **** traffic
no white fence
outside my window
a group of lowlifes
junkies and *******
outside my window
wouldn't mind seeing a garden
or a hot girl tanning
outside my window
Walk outside
****** and drunk person
puking
outside my window
moving soon moving soon moving soon
where ill see a backyard outside my window

I hear a ding as the door opens to the diner
My beard itches a little so I scratch it
Out of the corner of my eye I see a child spill their crayons.
One rolls under the table
Lands by my foot.

I pick it up dust it off and hand it to the waitress, everyone thinks it’s so sweet and tells me how nice that is.

The whole diner thinks I’m so nice, but inside I feel like a


Over Easy Egg on white toast.

No time to be inlove
even though it fits me like a glove
too fall inlove
it just feels right.
My hearts been so cold lately
I cant make a hasty decision
and find myself slippin into love again.
I'm gonna just play these games
and break a couple hearts
maybe I'll give that a try
if I dont like it I'll go back to givin love a chance
but for now
I just wanna run the streets
I just wanna run the streets
not lookin for a girl of my dreams
Just lookin for something too take up some room under these sheets.

I send lil paper ships sailing down the curb
as the crows and the vultures attack the trashcans in the suburbs
I watch the rich kids driving there nice whips
but they are a bunch of wimps
one punch in there lip
one kick in the knees
and they'd just limp away
because even though im a poor kid
ive lived more life
even though they call me skid
even though im a skinny kid
id still bust all over your girlfreinds ****
and in the black light she would shine like a florecent lightbulb
while your sitting on your golf cart
im making **** noises on the belly of your women
making her my mistress
making the matress squeak
as my lil paper ship sails down
who would've known what was happening when i was making it
now were both laughing
because when you get home
your gonna be kissing my ****
ha
ha
ha

I'm the pen your the paper
let me lay my ink on you dear

I should've saved that lucky penny
for that lucky penny led me to you
in some wierd way
I was lucky that day
when I lost that penny
that was tucked inside my beat up wallet.
I seemed to have lost everything
but in the chaos I came out alright
yeah I came out alright
as the windows were down
the wind blew  my hair back.
As I reached my exit home
I watched as the sun fell
and it turned blues and purples
and pinks and greens
it was a pretty one
yeah it was
but that penny still huants me at night
I wonder who found that penny
I wonder what luck it brought to them
and I hope they lost it
so another could pick up its magic
but that **** penny still huants me at night.

Wrestle to find the light switch
Dancing
can't find the light switch
**** this
unzip
ahhhhh
oh ****
forgot to lift the toliet seat up

Went to the Antique Store to look around
and I found this old Pocket watch
it was gorgoeus
and to my amazement there was a pretty girl behind the counter.
I asked her "whats the best part of your job"
She replied "Seeing peoples faces light up like yours just did"
I replied " Im a sucker for pretty watches"
she giggled and I asked if I could hold it
she took the watch out and held it in her hand.
I asked her how does it feel to know time is passing by in your hand.
Think about how many hands and how many moments this one watch caught and now
it's ended up right here right now for this exact moment. She handed it over smiled
I tossed her 25 bucks and told her that I'll always remember this moment
everytime I look at my watch
Time has Froze.

I almost forgot about you today
But I was switching my music on my phone
And hit that stupid pothole
The one we hit together when your coffee spilled everywhere
I never understood why it takes so long for potholes to get filled and fixed.
Instead they let other little potholes form
Until the whole road is a ******* mess.

I was looking down after my head smacked the ceiling of my car and I noticed that coffee stain, it was like a little piece of time was locked away deep in the fabric of my car seat. I wish I never hit that pothole.

I would’ve been able to slowly let you fade from my memory, until someday I’m
Gone and the only thing left is that small coffee stain on my cars seat.

Someone else will get the car and wonder what happened for this stain to get there, they will have no idea it happened on a day when a man was deeply madly in love with a girl.

They’ll wash it away
They’ll just fix that pothole

The memory will never exist

Like a rose
beautiful at the top
but thorns cover its stem
for being pretty is the same way
your glory is at your top the part that people see
But underneath your twisted and sharp.
you make people believe your pretty and harmless
but keep a eye out for the thorns you hold
the pain of catching your wondering fingre without looking.
like the rose
Pretty at the top

**** your pretty thoughts
**** your happyness and your family van
**** your tie and **** your pretty wife and your pretty life
******* for hating me
******* for loving me.
Pretty blue skies
I send up all my white lies like clouds where they sit and mutter
Where they sit and wait
to laugh at me one more time.
Pretty grey skies
where my black lies turn into rain clouds
and they rain on your pretty parade.

just tell me
that a maybe is in my reach
i preach and i pray
that one day ill be better
ill get the last laugh
ill pass that good grass
ill clear my head
and find
the
promise
land

What would it be like if I could dance on your heartbeat. As I sit back and watch you smile at me, I can’t help but think about how this all has to end, my heart is dancing in the corner alone while yours is on the dance floor calling me over, I wish I could place my glass of punch on the floor and come join you. But my heart is elsewhere. I’m trying to break the news that the love has faded but I don’t want your heart to stop and never dance again. I don’t want to make the music end.

I remember long ago
I prayed to find a love that will
last a lifetime
As I grow older
this is more and more of a dream

I kiss the sky
as this toxin runs in my viens
I see your eyes
as mine roll in the back of my head

I found my first love
and by the 3rd I lost all my self esteem
as the nice guy vanishes
Im replaced
by hate and greed

I wrap my mind around
how I never was good enough
I slap my hands against these walls
and I remember how much you ment to me

I found my first love
and by the 3rd I lost all my self esteem
as the nice guy vanishes
Im replaced
by hate and greed

I see clearly now
that this was just a ******* game you played
and I feel sorry for the next guy
hope he knows how much of a lie a cheat you are
Go away
Get out of my way
get out of my brain
let this love bleed out my open viens

I found my first love
and by the 3rd I lost all my self esteem
as the nice guy vanishes
Im replaced
by hate and greed

I use to smoke slow and live fast
now I smoke fast and live slow.

when tomorrow dont come
when my knuckles are sore
and my foot is pressed to the floor
I''m gone
I'm out
you here the sound
and smell the rubber

running


running


sirens


sirens


runningrunning


jumping fences


running


running


back alley


dip


dive


hide


vroom vroom


sirens sirens


hold my breathe


running running


home

I gave up on trying
gave up on lieing
but i cant give up on us
like a sore
the **** still pores out
the infected wound
still irritates my skin
and like all of us I was born to sin
but please god not this again
please not this again
save me
save me save me save me
save me from this

I swept you away
cliches
flowers and love yous
kisses and love letters

Make me believe
in this once again
say you miss me
a farewell
is a greeting
touch my hand
touch my soul
see my eyes
see me
please

the smoke it pours slowly out
my shadow seems to be following a little further behind
I'm loosing my grip on this steering wheel
Swivin in and out of traffic
I see Minivans and 18 wheelers
honking and blazing thier horns
I'm struggling to stay awake
but only 2 more hours and I'll be home
I dig in my glove compartment and pull out
a pre rolled cigarete and my Oney Box
I spark the cig and pack me a little one hitter
puff them both down fast
and drink my 3 hour old coffe I got at some rumie gas station
its cold as ****
but it'll do the trick
I scratch my eyes and my *****
and turn up the radio The Current is a little to Indie for this night ride
So I put on 93.6 The Blaze and listen to some As I Lay Dieing
Ironic I have'nt died yet....
I listen and tune in
and then I tune out as the white dotted line
directs me towards home
where my dog awaits
to greet me
it's been a long trip
yes it has

She smokes her cigarettes
and goes away in a strange place once midnight hits
she takes slow drags off her glass pipe
and falls away from the earth.
She thinks of all the places she dreams of being besides this basement
She thinks of all the boys who use to ******* to her when she was hot.
But the demon inside the pipe has stolen away all of her dreams
and her looks.
She pulls out her driveway and wonders
"what the **** am I doing "
but she follows the yellow dotted lines
to the corner of the grocery store
parks in the back
and waits for her glistening little sack.
She always liked crystals the way they sparkled and gleamed
she could'nt keep her eyes off them.
But these little crystals have iced over her heart
and shes afraid she cant make it back to where its warm.
She panics
She panics
She panics
I roll by about noon
I've been calling with no answers
and I knock on her door
with no answer
She has a key thats under the mat
and I pick it up
and I Panic
and I Panic
I find her safe and sound with her headphones on
and I see in the corner of the room the broken pipe
and I see in the bathroom
the little crystals on the floor
and I see in her eyes
tears.

I wonder if this new approach will be beneficial
even though I'm acting somewhat superficial
I wanted to tell her how beautiful she was but it just seemed
too boring for her ears too hear.
So I called her ugly and waited for her reaction
she was surprised and said she's never been called that.
So I told her she was unimportant to me
and that she wasnt the prettiest girl in this stupid *** little town.
She slowly started to grin and I slowly started to turn it up
just admiting everything I wanted too say.
Ever since I seen her stupid pretty face in 3rd grade,
Ever since the days when she didnt notice me because I had braces, and
Ever since the day I asked her out to prom and she said I dont think so.
Well she knows I've always been a lier so she knows all my words calling her a peice of **** werent true
and it was a different way of telling her how speacil she was to me
and she knows that the more I unleash on her the more it proves how much  I want her to be with me.
So we take a taxi back to my apartment and she tells me to continue degrading her
she just was tired of being called pretty
thats all.

Finding your dreams
at the bottom of a bottle.
leaves screams and tossing of that bottle
Broken glass
I watch the ***** flow down the wall
I watch my reflection shimmer
in the peices of glass.
I see the tears about to fall.
does this ring a bell
same call same place.
I see you
I see you
I see you
a chuckle
I see you
the devils best medicine for a never forgetting mind
tip back that bottle one more time.
the medicine in my viens
forgetting the pain that was left
when I cut my finger the first time on the shattered glass.

As we spoke and touched
electricity
when we were silent
bright
I saw your eyes I saw the light
pause
sweet love
sweet love
I kiss
I melt
I fall inlove
silent kiss
silent night
silent moans
silent night

sittin in the diner
watching people talk and chat
eves dropping on the **** they care about
sittin in the diner
faces laughing
Silverwear ringing
Chit chat
Sitting in the diner
waiting for the food
just like waiting for a love
to chit chat
while we sit in the diner

skater kids doing flip tricks
motion of a jelly fish
they glide
they move faster then space and time
in thier minds
there rulers of this city
and how they make it look so pretty
they tremble with excitment
carvin there names into history
twish twish the sound of there shoe laces rubbin the pavement
they roll front and center
spray paint cans in hand
tag there names across the land
bandanas cover there faces
they leap the staircases
they are merely a imagination
swoop in grab a few cases
drink while they ride
taking pictures of the night sky
with no camera
but plenty of eyes
oh how they move
the wind carries them in a silent groove
how do we understand this nature
of kids kicking and pushing into a future
full of trial and error
they have there own flavor
a taste of danger
aromas of marijuana lingure
in the crisp air
the wind flows through thier hair
they have not one care
they have there own melody
metal clinking
wheels scrapping
car horns screaming
as they come flying into traffic
because that gap could've been tragic
when they land it
they know that it was some kid of magic
they kick on pushing
wheels creaking like floor boards in the attic
tired they ride till the sun brings its shine
when all there wonders can be seen by any traveling eye

Clean up this mess
when alone we cry
clean me up
like my ***** hands

I soak up your filth
im a dream weaver
I slap myself
is this real

Do I dream of me untop of you
scream my name again
call me lovely
call me darling

When you spend your time alone like I have for so long
you almost get to the point where small talk is as hard to muster up
as a guy asking you for a cig when your 3 short too being empty.
Emptyness
Like I have things I want to say to people honestly I would'nt mind doing small talk
but what happens when you run out of the weather, school, work, and family talk.
Your left with just pointless chitter chatter
just talking
and talking
I'm one of those people who would rather sit silent
and just watch ****
I could really give two ***** about the weather or what people are studying
I wanna know the dirt the secrets the lies... in other words the good stuff
People seem to say things that people want to ******* here all the time.
thats why when I do feel the need to muster up small talk
I ask What do you stand for?
What do you beleive in?
What scares you?
What makes you laugh?
Who is __(name inserted)
thats how you find out about someone
thats small talk to me.
Anybody can answer a weather or school question
but you ask what someones fears are
or what morals they have
then you'll see the exact person all those meaningless small talk weather conversations are leading up to.

A young man was once feared of being called gay
so he went out for baseball and every other sport boys played
he tryed hard in gym, became homecomming king, and went through the birds and the bees
he even had the ladies crawling back on thier knees
he joined the army
he would be the most masculine example he would imagine he was happy
but deep down he feared he still might be gay
he had a way about him that other people caught unto
they noticed he'd make rings and such in his free time
just because the boy liked to sew
and make prettys things that would shine and glow
he figured he had a touch of ****
he figured because he liked bright things
and occasionally would watch a few chick flicks and cry
that he was'nt man enough
that he was'nt tough enough
because in america boys dont cry
thier taught to hold there feelings inside
and soon this man was withered and old
and through the years he gave up on the bright things
he figured he'd rather be unhappy then thought of as gay
so the day that he was on his deathbed
he finally admitted it

to my friends
ya we kick it alright
but my bar stool a bit wobbly
i wobble around
get wierd texts
they say
men your crazy
reply ya i know
i love yall
when i get down in minnestoa
we all high rollers
casinos and free shots
i see your faces
when im alone
we are family so true

I looked up and seen the stars
They were dancing inbetween the clouds
Did they ask to be let down
Into our vision
No they didn’t want to be seen
They were here for us to wonder about
Are we alone
Are we truly home
Is my home here
Or amongst the stars
I’m
Bored here
I’m
Tired
Lonely
But it’s like hide and seek and you still haven’t found me
Look to those stars
Look at me
Sliding over the clouds
The rain will fall
I’ll fall on you
You can
Hug
Me
Again

I just wanna dance
in the tall grasss
and really just take one day
to not care about anything
except the wind on my back
and poison ivy of coarse
I wanna sit on a dock and just rub my toes on the surface of the water.
I wanna just run wild and sit on my favorite hill and smoke cigs
I wanna have a silent nap
and hear the birds chirp
and the woodpeckers peck.
I wanna feel the suns rays on my tan flesh
and I wanna eat a apple right from the branch.
I'm tired of money, the time clock, and looking at my watch as
it slowly ticks and tocks my life away.
I wanna be free
I wanna be unchained
by this life lines
with no way of connecting the dots
it seems I just keep
on searching
and searching
for something
that I'm sad to say
I might never find.
But I know my destiny
is out there waiting under a rock
and all its gonna take is my big toe
to run into it
and my hand to lift that rock up
and toss it into the air.
Underneath will be my fate
it will be laying there
waiting
just as I was waiting
its waiting.

open up your soul

open your door

let in the playfullness

let in  the cherrfullness

let in the kindness

open your soul

to the heat of the fire

to the coldness of winter

feel it

be it

free your heart

free your time

let the sun shine

though days of darkness

dont forget

this is just another day

another dollar

another stepping stone

another stepping stone

Sometimes I chew on my lip so hard
that I make myself bleed,
I can taste the Iron
as Iron and Wine is playing

All the invisible strings
making us dance like fools
and sometimes we fall down
and the invisible strings help us back up.

I get so frustrated that I cant grab my string
cut it off
and Finally
Be
Free