NOT
THE FIRST TIME
i'm lost in thought
but i am runnin' so much fasten
it's hard to say but
my thoughts 'r' so much deeper
and my old kingdom
is bigger than what i ad made
Still i dream but already i don't sleep.
i feel so happy
when i see those feelings molder
Brokenly i forget that i am just a scribbler
& i am in the uttermost mountain so lonely
pretendin' that i will handle this skirt.
wryly i'm hurt now & i am singin'
knowin' that perhaps
i'm just livin' for a minute
would like to sneak out but i 'ave hidden
without a perspective
of this dangerous stillness
That's not the first time
Many and many times
i misspell usin' my railin'
a sort of emptiness
that's inside when i hearken
i feel the waves slake the air
with leave-out-cavin's
but i don't know
if It will be like this next time.
ANGEL IN MY DESERT
There's an angel in my desert
there's a crusade in my lawn
in the left side of my cliff there's
a relentless eye of storm
i think that i keep save but it's just no right
There's a daemon that looks down on me
he's still lookin' daggers
i see those spectrums that flies to reach
my ivory candle
i 'ave wrote a tail to have fun in the grave
of this long December
but there's a professional in my stage
& I'll have to taste myself
There's an angel in my desert
& he would give me him crown
but the soiree is over, síl vous plait
next time, think at me before
By times i'm my own lunatic
& i feel really save
that's the 40th. night i'm staggerin'
at the screen the part i read
MANHATTAN.
Would like to burn Manhattan
walk down its streets without say a word
& drown the rain of dark nights
with its big handful of pocket souls
i'm under possession
of spectrums that ties me
behind the radio waves
& headstones to drive me
i would like to say a lie
but i'm not here to argue
i would like to fac/ke the past
but i would need affection
Henry say where do you hide
would like to leave Manhattan
& see the ashes when i am out of look
say woody you ad not find
the real world behind this abstract lure
would like to forget Manhattan
drown it in beer without look for the coast
run away in my crashed car
& keep my back off the wall
i would like to say that it's over now
would like to forget that it's closer
would like to burn it
would like to leave it away.
NOTHIN'
There is nothin to find in this blues
Hate, darkness tonight is not blue
she said: i am not already yours
then i couldn't speak
went down from the moon to the sea
Milan Kundera was walkin' by there
didn't know if i stayed but i went away
the mist was in the corner while i crept
my glasses didn't let me look her cry or smile
&
that is so There's nothin' to meet
Stole all the words from a wall
i gave u my loneliness
& i'm gray & far Stupid of salt
S.A.D. in a world that's hungry for Mbytes
There is nothin' to look in a song
that's obscurely tied to a clock
there's a call for attemptiom from this phone
i take it that i ave nothin'
nothin else better to write.
&
that is so There's nothin' to meet
Stole all the words from a wall
i gave u my loneliness
& i'm gray & far Stupid of salt
R.I.P. in a world that's hungry for Gbytes
BEHIND
THE LIGHTS
Walk down the streets just to live
burn up the sun to throw off
all these promises i meet
when i'm startin' to go
no one smiles no one seems
really awake when i'm out
even the stupids believe
at heart in what we have found
behind the lights
behind the l i t e
Rains for a minute on me
& i am soaked in the foam
still is burnin' my leaf
still i'm losin' my thoughts
send me a fax to the street
make sure that i'll call u back
to say what i really feel
when in the tunnel it's black
behind the lights
over my turn i am broke
night is closed out of hope
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.UNSATISFACTION.
i found a scribble
i had a riddle
then i was feelin'
so, overwrought
too many leaders
i've lost my kingdom
slakin' meanin' scars & foam
&
i kept bans in my head
it's gettin' mader
it's gettin' chainer
would change my cradle
for other past
would like to memptiom
unsatisfaction
but in my bedroom
it is a lie
if she looks there
nothin' changes
i'm a fool, wait
you're a game.
NO COMMENT.
i'm tired of hate the sun
i'm tired of take a dir
i'm tired of tryin' to learn
& find naught
i'm tired of lookin' down
& find so clean my cliffs
i painted a buried retreat
stupid task
no comment, now i don't care
i'd like to nullify
squirly thoughts i seem
in these early remains
of a dark side
that's an allover but
the end is just beginning'
hide a hazy fascination
when i lie.
WALK DOWN GRUB STREET
would u prove your green tea?
then, would u take your thoughts
would u leave slakin' in
& walkin' down hid streets
would u forget the door
& would 'u sing a glee?
what do 'u think tonight
hey, r u witty now?
sometimes, you know, it's so easy interline
That's not a kind of hurl
that's not a sort of lie
that's just the river where you've been learnin' to drown
would you go on the stage
pretendin' that you ar' really awakin'
when you're startin' to drowse
can u spray your thoughts
can u make a clean
when you're walkin' down
throughout grub street
measurin' your words
can u handle this
say what do u mean when u say "i still live"
"to be or not to be" a disyuntive u drawn
did u find a raindrop
ad u found a root
to play your drums & isolate
sequences of the radio
did u find a secular unease in the strains
What do u z in the trine
in this assay of well-worm lines
there's somethin' too good in the exit u sang
ifeelthestrikes&dartsofinsultin'fortunewhilei
takethearmsagainstcalamitytodestroyit
againdon'tuknowifidieisleworamialive...
IS ANYBODY IN
Is anybody in
Just hear when i try to learn
To render the garbage
i don't want to use now.
Look there
Something between
A little renounce escapes
Slaves me 'til shatter
The words i can't rustle
& everything....
just fades
my lies are the truth i believe
my death is the life i prefer
i thought that it was contradictionary
but then
i understood it clear
i lost & i found myself
don't know if i'll lose the fight of the century
but now i don't care.
SOMEDAY´S
MORNING COMIN´ (amanda´s theme)
Iused to walk down dark streets
and search ethe net just waitin here
supossed that i could find her here just one day
the waitin´was a polar night
one day she just appeared beside
the orange-clouded horizon sayin i´m here
i asked who live´s there
she said i´m already here
as days passed by we made a nest
with kisses, promises and mails
and time to kill the long distance between us
did not believe the words she said
t´was maybe fear, but i got faith
now i have all the time that love could give us
now i just wait to find at her one day
in someday´s morning comin´
trough the emptyness i saw. i use
to think bout all the things i´d like to say
i miss her so when i can´t see
her nick appearing at the screen
sayin hi lov i´ve ben waitin for u a lifetime
i love er when i see her smile,
go hot or even if she cries
i live this reality trough distance ties us
i´ll take a plane and she will se me there
in some day´s mornin comin
trough the sand, the seas, the foam
i use to think bout all the things she won´t say
´ll hold er thight i´ll live into her eyes
in someday´s mornin´ all i used
to long her won´t be just a excuse
to feel loved because she´ll be alive
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