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Sunday, May 26, 2013

hey man

Opulent Condescending debauchery
Hey man your not the  first 
To sound this way
Hey man look at all the carcasses 
Along this highway
Something's got to pay
The posh elite
Hey man your not the first
To voice a concern
Hey man do you smell it
Thats what money smells like
The irony of this tollway
Somethings got to pay 
So the posh can live this way
Freedom in a bottle
An alibi from this reality
Someone pays even for that debauchery   
Hey man your not the first
To sound this way
Hey man look out your window
Can you hear their voices

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Walking towards tomorrow

Devil on my shoulder 
saying do it my way
Angel on the other subtly silent
Agreeing by not speaking
Silence of eternity is like that
As the devil steals the world
Footsteps in the sand
Devil on my shoulder
Saying I told you so
Now make choice
It is hard to decide between black and white
In this world of grey 
Angel on the other 
Conscience of silence
Her head hanging low
Because even Angels make mistakes 
Mistakes unjustified
Footsteps in the sand
Future at hand
Strangely unsatisfied
Angel speaks and the Devil is silent
But the giggle can be heard on the horizon

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Reaching for Jupiter

Out of time
If I had a reason
To start over again
As a tornado touches 
Two miles wide
Nothing left behind
As we ran out of time
Misery is a crazy reality check
Living for yesterday
Chocking today
Tears have dried long ago
Reaching for Jupiter 
That is not very far
Stranded on the dark side
Listening for voices in the rubble

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Martyrs for hire

Had this dream once Here tonight
Every one smiles and no one dies
Riding my bike in a crew
In the rain and through the sunshine
Honor in these lies
From home to Alaska and back again
Retracing memories on the highway of tears
Pass the town of jeers  
Had this dream once
Was it last might
Or the year before
From home to Chicago and back again via the city of angels 
A dirty one way ride on Route 66
In the rain and through the sunshine
Honoring all lies 
Everyone smiles and no one dies
Every one addicted to the hole in their heart
All of us martyrs for hire
Doing what you were never able to
Had a dream once maybe tomorrow
Everyone smiles and everyone laughs 
Riding with my crew from home
To there and back again
In the sunshine and through the rain
Honoring the truth between the lies
Helping me forget


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Friday, May 17, 2013

A crossing of tears

Bullet proof
Till the lead works its way through
chipping away at your soul
Players get played
Makes them hate the ones they have wronged
Manipulators get manipulated
Makes them blame the ones they have used
All you did was save me
Putting off the enviable for a  time
Old will rub off you in some way 
Lost souls swimming in a great big sea
Giving spit a propose
Just can't be satisfied 
Fairness is never universal 
Players get manipulated
Manipulators get played
Makes them hate the ones they know
Racing trains for fun
Some people are born that way
Risking it all  for no reason at all
A crossing of tears when mothers cry

Thursday, May 16, 2013

9 Degrees

It nine degrees
Watching the world
Propping up the unemployed
And how did we let it get this far
We stand at this wake
Embellishing yesterday's boredom 
Relishing nine degrees
Before the crazies come with the heat 
Oil companies smile as the words going to be paid 
Play in the background
Gouging because they can 
And the government stands by to rake it in
The irony of term we serve
It nine degrees
Watching the world
Propping up the unemployed
 The irony of term we serve
 And how did we let it get this far
 And how did we let it get this far
 And how did we let it get this far
We stand at this wake
Embellishing yesterday's boredom 
Relishing nine degrees
Before the crazies come with the heat
Before the crazies come out to play
Gouging because they can
smiling as the words we going to be paid
Plays in the background

 
 

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Million miles from no where

How did we get here
A million miles from no where
So far apart and  so near
Pictured life so differently
Way back when 
Now we are just inmates of soul
Prisoners of fate
Who were we kidding
Dancing along that life line
Thinking it was fun
Both playing apart 
In a drama already done
 Talking about the future
As if it was past tense
Soul prisoners without a clue
How did we get here
A million miles from no where
So far apart and  so near
A plot full of crazy twists
All of them foreshadowed 
In an ordinary life
Balancing on high wire 
Trapped in indecision
 How did we get here
A million miles from no where
So far apart and  so near

Friday, May 10, 2013

In Silence



This pain will be useful
Setting traps with her tears
Waiting on this debt in life
Conscience will follow you
All the impossible certainty
A useful pain will haunt you
Staying up all day long
Seizing the night
Antecedents’ consequences
False promises telling a truth
Against all hope
In silence you agree

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

riding purgatory



The Reaper
Whispers names
Separating sinners
and the listing their sins
Remembering everyone
Their misfortunes and bad deeds
His voice in a kind of romantic nostalgia
Everyone rides the one way roller coaster
Cynical expressions of nothing more left to hide
One voice will always stand out amongst the throng
Facing the oncoming end with ordinary laughter
Embracing the reaper with a smile
Even paradise has an alternate door
Hearing the laughter amongst screams
On the edge of a city
On a cliff of desire
As the Reaper waits
All in good time
It pays for the omnipresent t wait
Bearing the fruit of patience
Enduring tolerance its reward
Expressions of nothing more left to hide
Their misfortunes someone else’s payday
Everyone rides this one way ride
Meeting terminal velocity
A ride named purgatory
Baiting the hounds of hell
And the smell of cotton candy
Playing honest games of chance
I think I would rather watch monster truck

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Ice Reflects

The Reflects off the ice
Mirroring the sky
Ice reflects here and there
In the shadows of sunsets

Sunday, May 5, 2013

The Painting



Paint me a picture
Up close and original
Near and far at to simulate time
Looking through the haze of old age
A master piece of this period
One that appeals to no one
But every one can see themselves in
Lace in a puppy field
A little purple in the red
Burnt amber in the setting sky
Reflecting the delusions of an apoplectic world
Paint that story
One of a kind
Up close and to near
So you can hear the fields
And smell the air
Make it a live so as it a stare
Paint me a picture
Up close and original
Near and far at to simulate time
A daydream in real time
A single Moment in everyone’s mind
Looking through this haze
To hear the music of this age
A painting that has meaning
The challenge inspiration
A rock in a puppy field
Looking different
From the other side

Saturday, May 4, 2013

Color later

Color a little later
A little more everyday
A minute more of sunshine
till the glass get to full

Friday, May 3, 2013

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Counting the hours

Levels of deception
Taunting 
Dissipating doubt
All that I needed
Was there all along
Never noticed for the doubt
my head was elsewhere 
Letting you down
Letting me know
Sorrow has a price
Faith easily broken
Should have walked away
Something made me stay
Making futile offering
Nothing was ever pleasing
The clock strikes midnight
Only four hours before sunrise
All that I needed
Was there all alongs
Never noticed for the doubt
Taking the long way home