#bazookio
Cauliflower Clouds.. weightless
Drift silently beneath me in the blue
And high above the world I notice
Up here I get a birds eye view
Far below the sighing city,
Stretches out its ageing bones
As evening falls upon the walls
of this concrete jungle, overgrown – thick with tangled fitful tones.
*Oh
Where do you go
When your sitting in an airport
on your own?
So..
what do ya know?
When I find out what I’m here for
I’ll be home.*
Houses standing proudly on a hillside
Are coveted by those who ride the train
And the humble homes they soon return to
Are dreamt of by those sleeping in the rain
Amidst a million conversations
A man stands high upon a crate
and begs the world to listen in
His message stern, his tone irate - “Beg for your sins, its not too late!”
*Oh
Where do you go
When your sitting in an airport
on your own?
So..
what do ya know?
When I find out what I’m here for
I’ll be home.*
If I could just sit still - hold a thought in my head
I could finish what I started – every word that I said
But the sounds of the city keep calling to me
and as long as I keep replying i'll never be free
I see buildings reach to the stars
And all the rainbow coloured cars
The hopes and cares of life are few
From up here I get a birds eye view
*Oh
Where do you go
When your sitting in an airport
on your own?
So..
what do ya know?
When I find out what I’m here for
I’ll be home.*
(C) bazookio 2014
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 2:44 AM UTC
When I was young I
thought the universe was small
so there I was, the nucleus,
the centre of it all.
As I grew I quickly learned the terrifying truth,
that there was more beyond the walls that held our weathered iron roof.
Then life became restricted to a handful of fleeting years,
to piece together meaning from a head full of ideas.
*So lets go outside,
discover the world
There’s really no time to hide
beneath the covers my girl
To hell with the plan,
let’s just be young while we can*
Floating back and forth between reality and dreams
Where anything is possible and not quite what it seems
As we attempt to recreate something so pure from what has been
We lament how much the worlds become so polluted and obscene
We fought so hard to have you not considering the cost
on more than one occasion felt that all our hope was lost
Then I witnessed an event that took me right back to the start
A picture on a screen of a tiny beating heart
*So lets go outside,
discover the world
There’s really no time to hide
beneath the covers my girl
To hell with the plan,
let’s just be young while we can*
Do dreamers ever dare to dream we all must say goodbye?
people just don’t care, it seems, so why the hell should I?
yet my silent trepidation tries to cling to every day
and the more it does, the more each slips away..
Late one night I held you, wide eyes surveying the room
Through space so vast, compared with the enclosure of the womb
Now I can’t wait to show you everything that lays beyond the door
your life is just beginning and there’s so much to explore
*So lets go outside,
discover the world
There’s really no time to hide
beneath the covers my girl
To hell with the plan,
let’s just be young while we can*
(C) bazookio 2014
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
I wake to find
An aching in the grey
My plans in disarray
My peace of mind
Shattered by the fray
A scene from yesterday
Callow and kind
Innocent and blind
Reason enough to stay
So far behind
Intention lost in time
Now too afraid to stray
*Set me free - set me free
Set me free - set me free
been such a long time coming
I forgot that I've been running
Set me free - set me free
Set me free - set me free
I've no desire to stay
so i'm stepping out to find a better way*
So sick and tired
Of all that is mundane
Numbing out my brain
Unable to explain
Confined to single lane
Borderline insane
I’ll shed my skin
stop sinking in the shame
of my alleged sin
so stretched and thin
can’t wait to leave
but where do I begin?
*Set me free - set me free
Set me free - set me free
been such a long time coming
I forgot that I've been running
Set me free - set me free
Set me free - set me free
I've no desire to stay
so i'm stepping out to find a better way*
A twinge of excitement, unfamiliar and queer
begins to escalate, and weaken my knees
I feel it spread beneath my bodies veneer
taking control like a delightful disease
Pretty soon I’m overcome by the feeling
of an electrifying sense of unease
with every sense within writhing and reeling
I get up and start to reach for my keys
My luck is changing, and its hard to explain
the little trickle is becoming a flood
I start to let go of the heartache and pain
The very thought begins to quicken my blood
No longer brittle, strong enough to spurn - my
loathsome memories evaporate fast
So with a smile upon my face I turn
and raise my finger in salute to the past
*Set me free - set me free
Set me free - set me free
been such a long time coming
I forgot that I've been running
Set me free - set me free
Set me free - set me free
I've no desire to stay
so i'm stepping out to find a better way*
(c) bazookio 2014
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC