| Songs n Poetry |
| This is a collection of lyrics, poetry, thoughts... whatever you wanna call em that I have written over the years. There's only a few. But what is here offers a little insight into the way I write and the style of music I'm into. There are no audio files as of yet because I am currently working on a demo, but it'll be a little bit before it's finished. |
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| Around Here People ask me all the time Whatever happened to him? And for a while, I didn�t know what to say So all I did Was shrug and walk away But ever since that day I watched from the door As you walked away Home just hasn�t Been the same Around here There�s no one to love And I miss you too much Around here There�s no one to Hold onto like you And I can still see the light Shining in your eyes But then I open mine And realize It�s just the lightnin outside Burnin bright And I�m wishin you were Here with me tonight Around here It�s cold and lonely Without you baby Around here I can�t breathe Cuz you�re breakin me Around here There�s no one to love And I miss you too much Around here There�s no one to Hold me like you do |
| The Light If we could see into our souls Would we be scared by what was there Life has many surprises But when we listen to our hearts There we find even more I do believe that all our dreams Still lead to the end of the rainbow Which is where we are In ourselves and all our lives We only need to recognize This is who we are Where is the light That we were born with The fire in your has died Why do we hurt ourselves and each other Where is the light That was in your eyes Have you ever looked into a baby�s eyes And seen what we�ve yet to realize Life begins with the love and the light That we all have inside Thousands of dreams we have Can still be reality Where is the light That we were born with The fire in your eyes has died Why do we hurt ourselves and each other Where is the light That was in your eyes All we need is to believe We can all believe We have the love and the dreams to succeed Now all we need Is to hold each other�s hands Where is the light That we were born with The fire in your eyes has died Why do we hurt ourselves and each other Where is the light That was in your eyes There is the light I see in your eyes The pain and the sorrow have gone The thoughts and the biases, the ideas Of all before Are all now gone |
| Dreamcatcher Have you seen them hanging Above the bed or rearview mirror Of the foolishly believing Who can�t see their own power Have you seen them made The work that�s put in Or heard someone say That they have faith within That there�s works, has never failed All their wishes, all their dreams Are given attention in great detail By their little friend above the window seams Well that is what I am I am the dreamcatcher Let�s see what I have All the hopes of the dreamer Every desire and aspiration Is held within my hand But all I do is hold them I have no sturdy ground on which to stand And the harder I hold onto them The more they drip like sand I have no power to make them true I can�t make things happen I am transparent, see-through But I�m laughing again There�s a kind of sick humor In living hopelessly I can�t feel pain or pleasure I add color only To this bleached-out existence Though it doesn�t do much good And I don�t see the sense In me, though there are some that could But they are simply biased Living in delusion They can�t see I�m just a pest Something to add confusion Yes, I am the dreamcatcher That�s hung above the bed Just a dreamer Everything�s in the head I am the dreamcatcher Hanging above the bed But would I be worth it If all the dreams were dead |
| Lemmings I can�t put into words Just how I feel I watch the masses, the herds And it seems so surreal They are like the lemmings Hopelessly lost in the crowd Living on other�s dreams Entertaining like clowns They can�t see the edge is near They�re too caught up in the game And by the time they see clear The dreams are falling away Off the side of the cliff Fallen into dark forever They could have saved them if They had taken shelter In the beauty of their own souls And not the commercial ads Not the beauty marks (they�re moles) Or the ever-changing fads If only they could�ve seen Before it was too late The one they held within And then, let it radiate But that�s the fate of lemmings The poor stupid beasts They never see the ending Until after they�ve been beat And they don�t see their potential Or acknowledge that it�s there I guess they never will I guess they just don�t care |