Two in me
Me in two

In love with love
In love with my love

Lost in thought
Thoughts of loss

Half empty
Half full

Best of luck
Luck of the best

Blonds have more fun
Brunets are more fun

(work in progress)

(Our souls are under construction) or
(Our souls are under siege)

There is no bravery
There is no liege

There is a plan
There is a map
But a lot of it is utter crap

Some can see the vision
Some can grasp the mission
Some can only be convinced by collusion
Some only by conditions of sedition

Mind the business
Mind the people
Mind the selling
Mind the buying
But if you mind the cash flow you will know
that that's the only thing to mind when you grow

-- or --

Mind the business and the people
Mind the selling and the buying
Mind the ...
But if you mind the cash flow you will know
that that's the most important thing to mind when you grow

Break the form
Defy the norm
Despite the scorn
For your new purpose
you were reborn

Are you my love
Are you my dear

Of my love you did not want to hear
Armed with your cold shoulder as a spear
Even as i whisper sweet nothings in your ear

I knew it then as I know it now
I could have just as wellhav professed my love to a plow!

I’v had enough
Despite your love
I had to get a bit tough.

You were breaking my heart
Breaking my heart apart
All the while I thought it was art
But you were only getting ready to part
To discard

Money in my pocket
Hole in my soul
Was that ever the goal?

That was never the goal

My fathers face in mine
A chill down the spine

I miss someone who does not miss me
Can you see?

The jealous type
The callous type
now ain’t that an irony?

(work in progress...)

I’m being tossed, I’m being turned,
If I’m not careful I could be burnt,
By now you would have thought… I should have learned!

Hands bound, fingers burned…

That image of you etched into my soul,
Burnt into my heart

Push in the dagger, rather than to break my heart…
Sometimes the heart doth not know it’s part…
If I were smarter, I would have found a way to depart, before the woeful words:
"O is it a dagger I see plunged into my heart?"

Your words have certainly done their part…
The music has left me, so what have I learned
I left the life I yearned for, for the one I earned
O what a pity to be so well learned
And not have the courage to be turned

And so one night I watched as Africa burnt…
Reminiscing of what we’ve seen and what we’ve learned…

Ain’t it strange how the journey sometimes ends where it had begun…
We had some laughter, we had so much fun,
The battle may be lost, but the war is won, next year we will give it another run!
Pack up your tents and pack up your gear, but above all have no fear! For Africa will be here next year!

Let in the rain
And the pain
And the mentally insane!
Too vain to recognise pain?
Open a vain so you can see me bled?
Lose the thread?
Simply forget?
Crawl back into bed?
But yet…

You bleed my heart
You bleed my soul
You lead me on
You put me off
You lead my boat on the shoal
You give me hope
You break my heart
You take your toll
With you around i'm never in control!

I'm a sucker for a punch
I'm a sucker for a hunch
I'm a believer
I'm a deceiver
I'm a hopeless romantic or maybe...
just romantically hopeless
I'm afraid of loss
I'm afraid of gain
I hide the panic
I hide the pain

I know, you know
I know you, you know me
We've both learned how to see
There is a history there
But is there a future there
Cut your losses or make your move
How did we ever land in this groove?

behind that brilliant wit
behind that easy shrug
behind that o i don't know
it's all for the better
it's all for the show

where are you going to find it
where are you going to go

how will you ever be happy
if you've lost her heart
if you've lost your soul

know it's gone
know it's gone wrong
know a single word will set it right
don't even have to try with all your might

and so it was
that that was that
a bit of chit
a bit of chat
back together like old hat

take that lesson to your heart
without a bit of communication you will drift apart...

A heart
Apart
o so evil
o so smart

The smear of a tear
Gone is the fear

If you pierce me
my skin will part

If you taunt me
my soul will bare

If you leave me
my heart will tear

some with an open heart
some with unbridled passion
some as a passing fashion

some want more
some need less
some just make a royal mess

some you win
some you lose
some you push away
some you can never seem to draw close enough

so much for need
so much for love
most of the time it's nice
and sometimes it's tough
but for some reason
once is never enough

An early morning packed and good
The long road in front of me
The rising sun at my back

It’s a beautifull dawn
But why the big yawn?
Is it because yet another night is gone?

(not done yet...)

My heart was sad
my face was glad

Stop yourself from getting mad
saying something bad
saying someone bad

If the mask should slip
I would surely get the whip
end up with a broken lip

Stop following your heart?
playing the part
being so smart
is it a part
is it an art
or is it the truth
the truth in your heart?

I leave
I love
I make it tough
Has not the poor woman had enough

Am i the fool
Am i the tool
Am i too cruel

to my mind it's perfectly clear
why it's better not to have you here

I've made it here
I can make it back
but is there ever a turning back

Tell me what you think...
Tell me what you do...
Tell me more bout you...
Tell me who you are...
Tell me who your not...
Tell me who you wanna be...
Tell me what you see...
Tell me what you wan't to miss...
Tell me what you need...
Tell me what you can give...
Tell me how to see into your soul...
Tell me how to steal your heart...