Monday, February 23, 2009

Mr. Freeze (??????)

Where do I go from here?
I can't live on the mountaintop
isolated in an icy shell
insulated in the snow.
Where do I go,
where do I go from here?

Roads run like capillaries
out of and into coagulant veins.

Blood from my heart stains
the white world I've tried to make.

Take me back to the wind!
It left me here alone.

In the church there is a window
that changes light
from white into a rainbow scenery.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I never finished this song, and I no longer think I will. I've stopped caring about it.

I'm fairly sure that you were born with fire in your blood, judging by the way you never let up. Though we see in a different shade, I admire what you've made of your soul and how you want to change the world.

Girl, you're messing with my seasons
the way you give me a reason
to smile through
this especially cold winter
I have barely felt since
I first met you.

There's enough
heaven here for us.
There's no need to wait it out.

Starshine

This is a forced lyric I wrote yesterday for a friend and his girl. It's entirely recycled. I'm not sure there's an original bone left in me.

D:I can watch you move through the dark
and know exactly who you are.

A:Take me in your arms
and learn my heart by feeling.

Take my hand and walk with me
past the hills and through the trees
to where we'll rest and wait to see
the morning come
in with the sun.
And when we're finally through the night
you'll see me in the morning light
and know that what we felt was right.
The morning comes
in with sun.

A:You should know everything will be just fine
by the way you make me glow like stars shine.

D:You know what I am:
A better man than them.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Chemical Agency

Something I started working on today. Just getting some ideas down mostly.


Go on take your pills
and then you will feel alright, alright alright.
You'll sleep half the day
and so calm through the night.
You know what you've got,
you've got your chemical agency.

If you're hopelessly tired
over anxious or wired.
Don't forget that you've got
your chemical agency.

When you're drunk off your ass
or toke up just to relax.
Don't you forget
you used your chemical agency.

When the voices are saying
you'd best be a-slaying.
When you've got your father's throat in your grip
and you just want to rip it out.
Don't you forget
you've got your chemical agency.

Just take your pills
and we'll all be alright, alright, alright
'cause you'll sleep half the day
and so calm through the night.
What is it you've got?
You've got your chemical agency.