Hexes, rejuvenation
Strange carbon based life forms
The history of their cries
Scrawny weak-minded kings
Weaseling nocturnal betrayers of fortune
Over the shoulder paranoia
Puzzled tourists
With fragmented egos
Yet they produce
Painful generosity
To those who have relived them of their joy

I abandon me dagger eyed campaign
Let them live
I wish to see how they progress and prosper

“The feast is about to begin!”
The Grandfather declared
“All those standing take a seat”
“For we are all brothers and sisters”

The table went on for six miles
The growls of empty stomachs and the clinking, clanking of fine china are all the noise that is heard
All eyes are on the Grandfather

“Tonight we prepare for a holy banquet”
“The limbs and organs of our enemies vanquished”
“And jugs of their blood leftover”
“Bowls of soup made from scraps of fallen soldiers”
“In honor of their formidable fight”
“I raise a glass and hold it high”

A golden goblet of blood in his wrinkled hand

“All is well my children dear”
“My women and men”
“Our foes are beaten”
“Their carcasses are not wasted”
“They are scheduled to be eaten”
“May our appetites yield to toil”
“To the victors go the spoils!”

Let it be known that every forfeiture will be accounted against those who misused the opportunities of day light

At the time when it was all clear and at ease

On winter’s day within the valley
Three geriatric women wandered
The first spoke of comprehension
The second spoke of symphonic action
And the third spoke of empathy

I listened attentively
The travel channel on a network of curiosity
Fast paced, translucent and strong
Foreign gestures
A warm compassionate meeting of hands
And the comforting message it preaches

Exploring caverns on an ominous day

Beyond the limits we have no sky or plane

Right here we are
Edified perfectly

       -Tommy Johnson

Devils and mercenaries
Dislocated shoulders
Second hand panic
Static cling

Visions broadening perception
Decrepit linoleum houses
Men in the front yard, *****
Crawling in search of a fix and some pants
Viles of junk, baggies of powder
An unexpected destiny of agony
Forced to dress up to please a higher society

They won’t let me go
With all the information I know
The despicable disciple’s pillars of animosity and distain toward the rebellious over flow

Never a hunter always a prisoner
The bounty is huge for this lone survivor
Two lunatics in a rubber room
One claims to be captain of a magic carpet
The other believes his skin is on inside out
Both sunburned and daffy

Her armada of refusal of failure goes unmatched
Even my resistance is unparalleled to hers

Electric shocks, water torture, brands, beatings, lashings and floggings
My beard is torn from my face

We will not surrender our splendid fascinations of the galaxy for you provincial ideals of pain and suffering to teach the divine path to enlightenment
How sadistic

We both lay silent and prepared
****** and bruised
Devising the slaughter of their brutal oppressive cult

This place was new to her
Tendrils of envy
That had over ran her heart
Like spilled ink

The witch gobbles six Lorazepam
Just to survive the after noon
And trips from her botched stride of self righteousness

Her inaccuracy, in her mind is fact

Her sense of superiority over shadows any type of kindness that trickles out every now and then

Her flippant demeanor
Is known and is spoken of in fork tongued folklore

Her spells of insanity and depravity

Leaving all the passes in a stated of relentless unease

She trots the ash covered cobble ****** alleyways of the sullen slums
And the scornful ****** watch from rusted fire escapes
Blades in hand, back-pocket crucifix

They swoop down and surround her

She who caused the drought, the death of all live stock and infants’ demise

She falls to the ground

“May the truths of the universe diminish your incantations!”

She screams

They cover their ears and douse her with holy water

Her skin peels revealing her grotesque scaly red skin
Her yellow eyes gleam as its pupils dilate

“And with these blades of sanctuary we obliterate your being”

A typhoon of stabs follows
And a sacred jar is laid out
To capture her spirit
So it may never return

A capacious fallout shelter in the Arctic
We have survived the blast
But our rations are depleted
The sublimation of the crazed hunger that is obvious to everyone
I have lost
Tempting as a cool crystal fountain
Enticing as willing women with legs spread
As luring as a treasure of golden bars
I’m sorry my friends
I will never be forgiven for this

Harshly they fuss, brutally ascend
The living are merely the dead sleeping
With tired minds and dimming spirits

Whimsically panting as they pass an unmitigated declaration of disarrayed yet binding love

The living sing

They sing of old men and babies being born

The children cheering

Sermons of legitimate advice and reassuring reminders

Integrations of baptizing and rebirth
Of anointment and atonement

Conjugal wellness
Tales of glory

       -Tommy Johnson

Father demolished in a collision
Dark feelings brew in the young man’s soft murmuring heart
Pain in the eyes of his victims
Fear in the spine of his weakened targets
Hate in the frozen debt of winter
Angry and tortured night and day

Suffering screams, he mutilates them
Violence brought to a family on vacation
Chaos caused by confusion
Arrogant resentful greed

Father why?

Pass on
Select the time and contemplate the goals
My golden Goddess, my Queen
The sanctimonious moments of life
Those you live for

An intrinsic grove confiding in the glistening sun

Lovers strolling down the dirt paths **** without shame

It is natural here; joy and laughter fill the air

Our brains elevated with naivety and innocence

Ambient sounds and kind voices are all we hear

Select the hymn from the long, long ago
The moment is here
“Be free” they chant
Under the sun
In the shade of a cryptic tree

Ship out here again to the grove
Roam through the cool pastures
Join us
As we dance to the overture

Dark eyed underlings
Hissing impulsively
Madhouse notions enter the man’s cranium

We are gathered at this junction for this vigorous cross breeding
Of the immense love and the prolific lust we have for life
And extend an olive branch to those with a dim acceptance of death

Bent on devouring mortality
Floundering to pump out a miracle
On a spree of existence
Cruising behind tinted intentions
Melodies crumble sheepishly

Ah, divine originator of life
Allow us immortality
To escape our awful fates
And plan a mutiny against Charon

We beg for silk and satin intimacy

Evil wicked sorcerers of the soul are refused iconic eternal life
Gentle menders of the spirit may bask in the glorious groves of timelessness

We are all here

The values and morals we’ve all held dear are now gone

Now look!

Can you think of your next move?

Has the migration begun without you?

The question of “what am I doing?” resonates in my empty noggin
And an answer is never thrown back

Only more questions
Are set free on to me
Doubts, second guesses, negative thoughts
Worrisome regrets and guilt

Attempting to see how I feel after the bomb dropped and left me scorched and nearly dead

My attitude towards it have changed
I didn’t want it to
But the explosion has made my vision of the truth I once held dear too blurry

No, no nothing has changed only my place of input
It is still true
But is it right?
Is this where I should be?
The skepticism marches in

I thought so last time
I was naïve and blinded by emotion

But are emotions what drive me?
What makes me human?
Why am I using logic now?
Because I’ve been hurt

No, no, no I won’t let the mushroom cloud shroud and elude my feelings

Ah, but look backing during the final stage I was tormented night and day

Okay so logic is good
As is emotion

Emotional logic?
Logical emotion?

If the logic makes me feel confident in my feelings and if my feelings appear to make rock solid sense then all is well

Nostalgia, shame and all that from before now gone

But they’ll come back like always

But now I have tools to fight them

You need the fight; it keeps you aware and always going

I got one!
Bring meaning to the meaningless
Excess is the American way
And to that I salute
The senselessness
Keeps the infinite far
Too far for us to obtain

Make me
Tase me
Take me away
Cuff me
Love me
Shut me out

Your gun and badge do not make you more than us

Symbol of conformity
And self denial
To go through the gates
To the other side

And for that I send you my condolences

Lock me in a prison
I’ll get out in time
I’ll be free where it counts
In my heart and my mind
While you’re locked outside

Telling me
Giving me orders
On how to act
On how to be

Am I out of control?
Yes
Okay, just checking
Alright, good

Once you’re out of the control
Of others
You learn to control yourself

Right and wrong
Yin and yang
Passion and rationale
Decline and growth

Said they were at the park
Stay there and hide
Until the stars filled the sky

The sky is the shelter from our pride
It has found us
We can’t hide

Leave my thoughts aside
And grow my seeds to root
And let them grow sky high

Cultivate and meditate
On everything and define
As your complete being becomes a star in the sky

Clear the fog
Clear the mind
Remove the clutter
Clean the stain in your head
Then you may focus
Focus on life
Life, live it
Just be it
You know what to do

In the spring time
I have a spring in my step
The sun springs earlier in the day
Flowers spring up

Time springs forward

The spring board to summer
The trail blazing to Autumn
Falling back onto winter
Melting into spring

Just roll the dice
Now it’s your turn
Where you’ll land
No one’s sure

This gamed called life
This game called pain
This gamed called love
It’s all the same

So what’s the prize?
None of us know
Win or lose
The wind still blows

Just another player
Just one more turn
Your almost there

Go all in
Spin the wheel

I’m just playing
For the thrill

Take your chance

As I drive to the house
Where the alcohol waits
My mind yearns
And I anticipate

I can’t wait to come out
After a few drinks
Let everything go loose
I don’t need to feel or think

Don’t just hear, listen
Don’t just see, analyze

It’s urging me to listen
Which means grasp what someone is saying and understand the underlying meaning

And to comprehend instead of only seeing a person speaking at me

To carry some ones baggage on your back
Along with your own

Carry their baggage while at the same time attempting to reduce the weight of it

Carry it from one end of the Earth to the other

Carry their heart as well
And guard it as if it was yours

Carry on

*** stain on the wall

A feeling of disgust stemming from the tip of my ****

The sound of someone taking a ****
Drip
Drip
Drip
They didn’t flush
Or put the toilet seat up

Next to a stranger I lay
Not exactly what I planned to do today
Today was brought to you by the word SHAME
And in this instance I wonder if I’m insane

***** laundry covers the floor
Double locked the bedroom door

Parents should be home soon
I must leave
Out the third story window
Goodbye, don’t call me

It's ready
It's in transit
Surfacing subconsciousness
Poring out light
Beast of potency
A beast
Look at it in the eyes
Look at it
If it smells reluctance it will tear you face off in an instant
If you look at it dead on with no hesitation or second thought
It will show you the way through the murky forests of emeralds
To the bridge
To the cross roads of existence
Follow the coyote
Until time and space have concluded

Blood, water and sand
All records of time
Of people
Cosmic events
All just a distant future's memories

Widen your view
Watch the Coyote make it's presence known
It's four million years old and still young
One ear straight, the other bent; with a crafty grin connecting the two
Twenty-one centuries, dangerous

Bring the basket down
Keep them in line
Your pedestal
Is not higher than mine

No we don’t see eye to eye
No we don’t always agree
I don’t have to like
The way you treat me

I sympathize with your aches and pains
And I respect you very much
But you look down on me
As a so and so doing such and such

Reel me in and cast me out
You’re always
Reeling me in then casting me out

Hoping to catch a fish
Hoping to make your wish come true
I’m sorry but that’s one thing I cannot will not ever do

I move with feeling
You go on bitter thoughts
Keep it going
After the wars already been fought

You say you don’t need anyone
And I feel sorry you feel that way
While you hope to soon die
I hope to see another day

I’m not you and you’re not me
Take away everything
Hold it over my head
Then it doesn’t mean anything to me

Pull me up, throw me down
You always
Pull me up then throw me down

It really does seem
I am the rope to raise up your dreams, it’s true
I’m sorry but that’s something I wouldn’t do

You call me names
And take away
But then call back
The vicious attack

You think I’m on your leach
I see the beast
In your soul
I say no more

I’m not perfect
I am human
I will protect
The morals that I stand by

I’ll keep my mouth closed
And my tongue sharp
My mind mellow
And my spirit soft

I’ll humor you for the time being
Until I can leave
Or until I win
And you concede

My complete and utter distain towards fake people is only half of my opinion on those who wear masks 24/7
The other half is pity
They deny themselves the opportunity to be true to their soul
And that is one of the keys to living
Dawning a persona created out of the terror of outside opinions and criticisms
And allowing their true-selves become backseat passengers to this costumed being that drives them
I’m not sure what they’re after
Acceptance, I’d accept them
Social status, does that matter?
Understanding?
When they don’t even understand themselves

What are you scared of most?
What hurts you the most?
The pain of the past?
The fear of the future?
Drowning in the apprehension of the present?

Loss of innocence?
Naivety thrown out the window
Into the bedroom
A sanctimonious moment of love

Lover and lover
Together forever
For the time being

Giving one another each other
Mind, soul and now body
All of you
All of you

I can recall when I fell in love
I can recall when she fell for me
I can recall when we made love
I can recall when she left me

I went from to the top of the world
To the bottom of the sea
Higher than heaven
To a place lower than Hades

Innocence lost to who I thought was the one
I can never get back my time, my patience
My love and innocence

But do I really regret it?
I lost it to someone I loved deeply
And there are those who just toss it
Toss it to someone with no meaning to them
So I suppose I’m lucky

Better to loved and lost
With loss comes gain
Never to have loved at all
The joy and pain

Maybe I’m wrong
Or maybe you are
Maybe I’m right
Or maybe they are

If I leave home
I’m on my own
I won’t be held back
Is it worth it?
I don’t know

I can’t take the demand and guilt tripping anymore
Won’t fake obedience, scrub the floor
Immature teenaged angst might be all this is
Or is this my path, could it be?

Where would you go? I’d squat
What will you do? I’ll find a job
Who do you know? No one
What about school/ I’ll get to that

Yeah it sounds good on paper
Is a beautiful dream
Got to go with what’s safer
I cannot leave
Take a chance
Show my hand
Or
Back out quick
Just deal and quit

If I go, if I stay
Either way it’s a path
Both are hard, both are harsh
Do I end it or do I start

No matter what I chose
I’ll find happiness that’s true
I think I know what I’ll do
I’ll stay

State of awe
Stuck in the audience
Because I feel the need to always look for something new and real
Then question it

Take a good look into the mirror
Take a dive into your inner-self
Then gaze at the world around you
A chance to make yourself just that much better

Eyes hidden
Riddled with pain
Fiddling with your hands
Tell the truth

You have twenty one seconds
Until the cab is here
You’re on the list
Friends are here again

Going up
Going out
Underdressed
Yet again

Thank you, thank you all
It isn’t fair
He’s with us
He is missed

Map it out
Retrace it all
Back to the forest
Back to the hill

Barbed wire
Sealed from sanctuary
Popping out at you in 3D

This headache won’t leave
Slack jawed and hunched over
Mad men on speed
Drenched in sweat

Paint the crowd
A crowd of a different color
Rampaging forward
Effervescent

Cavemen in the control room
Knobs and buttons
***** in his court
Scoff at it

It’s a safety ramp
Coming down from school
He’s not going back
Too much to lose

Come back
I lack
A head on these shoulders

Come back
Riddle me with rhymes
Fit all in your schedule

Vanish on the *****
Sold them the fabled gold
Sell me the sacred scroll

My mouth
Spits out
Tales of woe

In my
Third eye
Silver’s harvest gown
When it’***** or miss

It once
Ever flowing sub pump
Vanish we won’t know
Where are we now

I took a vacation from myself
And my standard personality
My vices and virtues left behind
I became someone new

Sheded my skin
Evacuated my shell
Molted my feathers
And wandered off to the abyss

What I once called the truth
What I once named false
Both thrown up in the air
Now I see which falls into my lap

Sharing ****** pleasures with men and women alike
In an illustrious ***** affair

Smoking herb, dropping out and drinking the forbidden wine

With no second thought
With no regret or remorse

No rules
No laws
No restrictions

Rebelling against myself
And whatever is given to me
But why?
How come?

To test limits
To break through
To a place of nothing
No gods
No kings
No me

To test myself
My boundaries
To abandon my comfort zone
And take a trip to the edge, then go over it

I’ve been to the land
Of discipline
Of self control
Of obedience
And conformity

Faded out to the valley of shadows
Nowheresville
Population me

I’ll return
To my roots
Soon enough

With the knowledge
Of how far I’ll go
How deep I care to let myself go
How heavy a load I can carry

Loosening my grip of reality
Only to adjust it
To a level of pressure that suites me best

Make changes in myself
To be the person I want to be

Rearrange my life
And see what I actually believe

So until I come home, peace be with you
If I’m not back in ten minutes
Just wait a little bit longer

Studded jacket
Honest eyes
Mermaid hair
She strikes with brilliance
Gentle spirit
Rare

You glide through the icy winter
I hear your endearing voice say
“You’re in much pain”
“Come inside out of the rain”
Flooded streets with no lights, so blind

Give me your fantasies
Give me your warm embrace

Gladly laying in your arms
Human kindness, let’s spend the day
Killing
Satin blankets cover us
The radiant moon provides
Light, so we can see our passion in front of our eyes

Scream into the pillow
Howl to the stars above
The content feeling ******* bring
This is love
       -Tommy Johnson

First ingest
Then forget
Endless shades of gray
Dampers our salvation of today
Everything closed
Was at one point open
For but a minute

Pocket lint
Ah
It’s mine
Just mine
All alone
To realize

My lord, the lady of death approaches
She brings a note unfolding the plans
Of your untimely assassination
A shroud of blackness surrounds your chambers
No locks can prevent her from entering

Your eyes widen as you read
The message, so detailed, so terrifyingly distressing
Holding on to the last moments
So this event can never transpire

She turns
And walks

Heels tapping every step

Leaving you in a state of fear and angst
You don’t have much time

The seconds draw the minutes closer
Dragging your expiration along with is

A premonition
A prediction or maybe a hidden mission

Plotting the downfall of our king
A revolt a mutiny, a revolution
"Guard the doors!",  it won’t do any good

Panicking, twitching, sobbing, break down
And cry on the floor pleading to the gods
“No, no let it not be true!”

You look in the mirror and think

“This war, the famine, the toil in our kingdom and country it falls on me”

Before you even realize there’s a problem, death comes upon you

Never getting a chance to right your wrongs to redeem yourself

The note reads:
“The time has come. The time has come. A deal was made and our end is complete now you must hold your end.  One thousand breaths for a seat on the throne, when the sun goes down on this day your soul shall be taken.”

Oh why, why, why?
What a terrible bargain that was made
This poor man cannot be saved
For he has signed his named
And now he’ll die in shame

The lady shall return at dusk
Do not let her pass the gates

He writes letters of goodbye to the queen and their children
He says to me “you my most loyal and trusted subject, stay with me in my final hours. Pass on my story. A tale of deception and agony. Please don’t leave me.”

I nodded and agreed

The final hour of sun was coming to an end
The time has come

He sits staring out the window
His back turned to me, he prays

I brandish a long dagger
Place my hand on his shoulder rubbing in a friendly reassurance all will be well

He looks back at me, screams, jumps up and out of the window to his death
The transaction was complete

Now the lady of death comes for me
Contracts
Contracts

Belief and faith
Guided by a deity
But the virtues and morals placed on me
I do not believe so

No religion or cult has proof or disproof
They believe what they believe

Symbols have different meanings in different eyes

Parallel philosophies in different lives

From witchcraft
To a black mass

A hanging cross
Paradise lost

Psychics and telepaths
Seems hokey

But it’s possible it sounds to me

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Well, the beholder might be blind

Or maybe we’re not in the universal mind
I believe in giving everything a chance
Taking what makes sense to me
And kindly placing down what I can’t dig

We are given life
We are given our lives
Then we are told
What the way to live our lives has been for years

You get a name
You learn a language
You hear the rules
You follow for you do not know any better

I feel the spirits of the world around me
Going insane, craving, sporadic and tense
Incompetent leaders yearning for another million dollar investment
Disregarding the question of right and wrong

Young hearts
Never still
Always wanting more
Be still my hungry heart
Hunting

It speaks
Explodes, sputters and sparks
Hear what it says
When you see the face
Listen to it speaking

My hear is young
It is never sure
It goes on instinct
Hopeful and naïve
Living beat by beat

Deep inside me
Someone has a hold of it
And that someone is mine
Bet we’ve never met
But we will

We’re all meant for someone
So they say
The first kiss
Now they marry
Boy and girl
Boy and boy
Girl and girl
Young hearts of the world

Dance
Round in circles
I see her smile
Wide-eyed in wonder

The piano chiming away
As she glides across the floor

Skin so pale
Brown hair in a bun
Her cheeks rosy
And her teeth white

So graceful
Like the snowfall
Just out the window

But something is askew
Am I the only one who sees?
Do I only notice?
She is bleeding

A horrid ****
On her lower back
It begins to gush
Staining the dress
“Look!”
“Look!”
I shout
They all fix their eyes on her
She falls to the floor still smiling

Her last dance
She’d gotten it
Now she can die
Smiling

I don’t think I’m alone
I can’t see anyone
But I get the feeling I’m not the only one here
I hear their voices faintly
Making demands, suggestions and persuading
Telling me what I want and what I should do
And I agree
I want to ****
I want to steal
I want to get what I want by any means necessary
The bring up good points
“What will happen?”
“You’ll be fine”
“You can get away with it”
“It doesn’t matter”

Then there’s someone else saying
“No you love her!”
“No you don’t trust her!”
“No you’re wrong!”

I don’t know
I wish I knew
I want to hear my voice
No one else’s
My conscious is splitting in three
My id, my ego and super ego
And my body
Four into one being
Shut up
Let me breathe

Open your mind
Open your eyes
Your heart
Now arise

Wake up Moonchild
The dawn is drawing near
Rub the crust from the crevices of your eyes

The world won’t wait
Not for you

Don’t let it’s turning make you sick

This is your wakeup call

Your gonging alarm clock
Sitting beside your bed head

The race is about to begin!
Ready…set…GO!
There are no winners

There are no losers
Take your time

But run well

All in stride

All in time

There’s no finish line

You’re done when you wish

“Come with me” I said
I’ll take you away to Neverland
Where there’s no worry in the world
You’ll never have to work hard again

Come on you must learn to fly
It isn’t hard, close your eyes
Ponder joyful thoughts
You barely need to try

A place where you’ll never grow old
A place where you are free
You’ll feel you were twelve again
Although you’re eighty three

Second star to the right
And straight on till morning
It’s a vacation for them
But home to me

Adventures in endless summer
Flying at the speed of light
Sleep all day
And play all night

A realm where you never age
A paradise, a heaven
You’ll feel like a kid again
Although you’re ninety seven

They sing songs of love
The pirates have all gone
The fairies above
Listen to their songs

At night we’d swim in the mermaid lagoon
And stare up at the big blue moon
But deep inside, I knew
They want to leave soon

Exploring a whole Neverland
Having treasure hunts
Making friends with Indians
All the way in Never Neverland

The crocodile’s clock is loud
Tick tock
Tick tock
It was time

My friends, they were all tired
They wanted to leave
I couldn’t make them stay
It’d be selfish of me

No more flying in the clouds
Swinging from leafy vines
I knew I'd had given them
The time of they lives

So I took them home
And a thought hit me
It was so abrupt
Maybe it was time for me
To grow up

Yes, a new adventure to begin
The quest to be a man
But won’t forget
And may yet still return
To Neverland

They place where it’s always summer
Where there’s the smoothest sand
Where you’ll fall in love
All the way in Never Neverland

Waiting
Most of our time is wasted waiting
Gripping on to our patience as tightly and politely as we can
Standing, sweating
Breathing
Playing with our phones to avoid an awkward contact with unfamiliar eyes
Strenuous
Uncomfortable
Or is it just me?
Na
I look up and see 1, 2, 3, and 4 in a row
On their phones
6
6, counting me
Ah, now we can go inside

Here’s one for those flying high
Freed from comatose
Feathered wings crafted from
Lessons and accomplishments

Flow the blood to my heart

Fingers type, sharpened tongues
Bad mouthing, still the eyes
Have yet to see what can be done

You hate me but you hold on
These flames are singeing my skin
It’s not lose or win
And honestly it’s partly my fault
I refuse to do it again

Here’s one for the vagrants
Rapscallions and put upon broken souls
Scowling at those who have it easy
Pushed away by the atrocious aristocrats    

Bring a thought to my mind

Blacked out during my birth
Late to my own funeral
But I was present my entire life

You say you love me but it hasn’t shown
These waves leave me water logged
I’d remember, you forgot
Just leave me out to dry
We can make a clean cut or let it rot

Bring an idea to my mind
An idea and it’s all mine

Flow the blood to my heart
Bring a thought to my mind
Listen to the heart beat
An idea and it’s all mine

The slaves of their passion built this pyramid
But now there’s no sign of civilization
But ancient artifact have been found
The great migration to the underground

I look at the hieroglyphics on the wall
It’s an epic story oh I’ve seen it all
This place was taken by industry
Powered by fame and the illusion of money

They perverted the artist’s proud, heartfelt ways
Forced the true artists out for the ones who stayed
They create things that sound the same to us
Dropped their talent sold their souls to business

Lost their land to a cult of executives
So now they put out songs without messages
There puppets without any ideals
But it’s amazing for album sales

They were tempted by the glorious pop charts
Every follower goes by the formula
Produce garbage without connection
With no real emotion or expression

Their distorted auto tuned emptiness
All to be on TV and in magazines
Want exposure to be recognized
Their careers won’t fade they were never alive

This place *****, robbed lied to n even forgotten
The ones who stayed chained to the corporation
Not for the sake of art but for the money
Lack of feeling and effort plain to see

The slaves of their passion built this pyramid
But now there’s no sign of civilization
But ancient artifact have been found
The great migration to the underground

Can’t understand what their saying
Fan base is alienated
Rather be an icon than a star
The space between performer and audience grows more and more

So the true artists have left n disappeared
They’ve been out of sight for many many years
There somewhere where you don’t need to be in style
Might not find them at the left of the dial

No they don’t care about TV or radio
They just want to make something with all their soul
They are all now opposed to the fame
Crossing their fingers it won’t be the next craze

But today we still have the artifacts
Amazing and impressive sounds of the past
Better than the sell outs we all know
Talent, determination, originality flow

The slaves of their passion built this pyramid
But now there’s no sign of civilization
But ancient artifact have been found
The great migration to the underground

Someone poisoned the main stream
So now it’s the same to me
Did I read the hieroglyphics wrong I don’t know?
But it was the rise, fall and return of rock n roll

Home
Home is where you make it
Home
Home is where you take it
And where you place it

Place it in people
Those who share love

Place it in nature
Toss it into the sky above

A house and home are separate
A house is just a place, where you can make it

My home is in you
And you and you

Your home is with me
Where there is peace

From a house made of glass
To that little patch of grass
Everything in between is where I reside

I’m so humble, I’m enthralled
Just to live in this world

So many places to be
So many things to be
I want to make them all my home

Making memories
Building bridges
In every end
There’s a new beginning

Look at this
Look at that
Present, future, past
There’s nothing to regret

I am me
She is her
He is him
And that’s just the thing

We are home
Wherever we all go
Home is where you make it
Home is where you take it
And where you place it

Whether on your own
When you’re all alone
If you look hard enough
You’ll find your home
Just bring a piece of it everywhere you go
And you are home

Life charges at you
So hold still and embrace it
When it makes contact
It is what it is

Look at it sideways
Look straight on
Don’t be scared, look from another glass
It’s all perception

All alone in the quiet den
The winter’s kiss caresses my face
One of the lucky ones
For this moment I’m blessed

How did it get this bad?
I hope I do not make my home in those feelings
Trapped in an emotional enigma

I recall sitting there
With the angels smiling at me
The candles we’re all lit
And I felt safe, I felt sane

Because it was grand
I was told it was magic
There was no question
It was still the beginning

I’ll see you very soon
I’ll see you in time
Concentrate on breathing
I can see you’re tired

Bets are off tonight girl
Let the armatures try
Evoking your emotions
In your predetermined life

You’ll see me very soon
You’ll see me in time
Your visions way to crowded
By the advertisements lies

So what’s left?
They say you can’t
Ever decide
All alone with your slowly fading light

We’ll see each other soon
We’ll be there in time
I can’t help you break free
I’m not your messiah

Hear me
I love you I can’t watch you die
Burning on in your unsatisfying life
Endless fight
Daddy’s lies

In our bright winter’s morning, I drive up the road
Wipers brushing off the leftover flakes
The heat melting the snowy excess
In a flashback I remember the warm sand between my toes
And the ocean’s fist making contact with mine
The waves cracking from the collision of our blows
I smile but I am sulking on the inside
Yet hopefulness grips my train of thought
Two more seasons and I’ll be back just like that
I’ll be back on the beach, happy
And hopefully
She’ll be there too

Every coin has two sides
What do I want I can’t decide?
I’ll catch it on the flipside
Or maybe I’ll just take some time

What do I desire?
What is it that I fear?

Let the rain wash my mind
So it’ll be easy to find
The answers that lay inside
Yeah I think it’ll take some time

What do I desire?
What is it that I fear?
What do I aspire
Solutions drawing near

Fear to take a chance
The fear to be happy
I’ll let the coin land
And then I will see

What do I desire?
What is it that I fear?
What do I aspire
Solutions drawing near