Kevin Eli

Kevin Eli Mar 2013

Blur

I see you looking into the mirror
Look a bit closer, see a bit clearer
I see you lying, holding back from crying
Look at me now, look at me now

Cuz I see your reasons, you have your demons
look at me now, look at me now
I see you're dying, you're ******* lying
Look at me now, just look at me now
Blur

Just as I saw through all your fears
You're still here, standing in tears
Mention your name, tell me your game
Just look at you now, just show us how

I see you lying, you're ******' dying
Look at me now, look at me now
Holding back from crying, I caught you lying
It's all just a blur,
A blur

Cuz I see your reasons, you have your demons
look at me now, look at me now
I see you're dying, you're ******* lying
Look at me now, just look at me now
Blur

Blurred, Blurred, Blurred, Blurred, Blurred, Blurred, Blurred
*BLUR

I caught my ex in a lie several years ago. She was supposed to see me perform, and I wrote her this song to **** her off, but she didn't end up showing up. Instead she lied about coming and was getting banged by two guys that night.

Funny how ironic and true the lyrics were.
Sincerely for you, *****.

Kevin Eli Feb 2013

Silent In This Moment

I live in fantasy
A soul on the water
Waking up evermore to glistening shores

Mist rises high from the warm suns rays
No picture could capture the millions of words
This isn't fiction, it's true.
This is just my morning view

A flower blooms blood red and sky blue
While a hummingbird wakes up and drinks its dew
The mountains which rise around my quiet lake stand silent and listen
Give nothing but their smiles for miles.

The wind never blows before noon, holding this scene still
Moments like this happen every day for me.
Just close your eyes and dream of this far land I live in.
You can be here, you can discover this.
Just close your eyes to see.

Sometimes we say more by saying nothing at all,
and sometimes we do more by doing nothing at all.

Kevin Eli Feb 2013

Why Can't I Have More?

Because I want what I want.
My Id insists
I need more, never enough.
Forbidden fruit in your garden of tenacious love,
Give me my desire.
I want to burn my hands in fire.
I lust for what I can't have.
Me, Me, Me, I, I, I.
What will it take to inspire?
Give me something that I admire.
Let me sleep in my own funeral pyre.
I crave that. That which makes me die.
So Why cant I...?
Because it's a liar.

Kevin Eli Feb 2013

It's Time To Go Home

Time to go home.
It was fun at the manor,
But now I must move on down the road.
I don't know where it ends, or where it goes, but I know
That it doesn't matter what's at the end.
Just that the journey was fun.
It just goes to show,
We were friends.
The end.

Kevin Eli Jan 2013

Roses On Our Grave

Roses on your grave..
You bang your head against the wall until you bleed, and even then, when your blood is screaming at you to stop, you keep going. You fall to the ground and lie there exhausted and slip away. Only when you are close to death do you ask for help.
The color red turns grey.
You pack your bags and head to the next wall. Expecting to break it down, you don't change and faint once more. Your blood begs your wounds to heal, to see the repetition. You knew though that it would just be the same. The true definition of insanity.
Cold from downpour crimson rain.
The scene is that I am crying silently without tears, looking through a glass wall at you, helpless.
I bang my fists and head to break through to save you, but all I do now is bleed.
You must always nail yourself to the cross you carry and bear.
I fall down, sob and pray.

There was nobody there, there was no glass. Nobody could hear.
I never knew it was me.
Nothing but a mirror, a mirror...
I was putting roses on my grave.

To those that suffer, may you find your way home...

#death #cry #roses #grave #scream #bleed #head #lie #wall #bang

Kevin Eli Jan 2013

Swords to Scythes

I'm not going down without a fight.
I'm ready for War.
This battle-zone is afire.
My plane isn't going down with both wings ripped apart.
Blood on my face, water flow on a short night.
I'm not falling in battle with this purple heart.
The stray shells and the firing lines, lock and load, no man left behind.

When push comes to shove, and you look in the other man's eyes, all you will see is yourself, so do you want to live and let him die?
When the muzzle leads to the shovel, who will bury the last?
Bleached bones, blackened skin, torn flesh among the rubble.
It means nothing to me...
Flag half mast.

Watching my friends die can't cause me pain anymore.
I can't let them recover while the enemy is reloading on the other shore.
Nothing means anything like it did before.

A race to the finish where both sides lost. If we never fought, we wouldn't have to win a war.
The deafening sound of exploding cores falling from the sky, I screamed for no more.
I lived while I watched the whole world die...

When the devastation is over, turn the sword into a scythe.
Let children reap and thresh a fresh new world.
It will only begin though when I die.
And only if they try.

Kevin Eli Jan 2013

Memories Make Me Tired

I'm so **** tired
I need to go to bed
But the thought of her smile runs through my head
Reliving fantasy makes the analogy that my imagination created theology
But watching pool on that bar stool reminds me of how that ***** love had destroyed me
I'm so **** tired
I want the desire dead
But the fire in our match remains bright red
Reminiscing on memories paint the reverie, that my hell was so heavenly
But now the stables are empty, the horses now dead, I left Rome, and torched our homestead
I'm tired, so **** tired
I will dream tonight
Expire to achieve
Seeking in serenity
Let passions retire
Sleep in bed
Sit in my soul
Let my thoughts deny Her