Monday, September 20, 2010

Both Kinds.

I saw birth in your eyes,
And your childhood, too,
As you grew out of the girl,
From that town on the hill,
And you set free the beetles,
Pinned to that corkboard,
You watched and you waited,
As they lay perfectly still.
Young eyes lit with a passion,
As your hands clasped together,
Praying they'd all rise,
But you know they never will.

I saw life in your eyes,
Every crack in the road,
As the cracks in the ground,
Caused the city to fall.
And the terror among them,
Sent more smoke through the air,
And hope was unseen,
And unheard was its call.
Your eyes lit with a passion,
As your hands clasped together,
Praying they'd all rise,
And they will, after all.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Three.

One path reaching up,
One lies hidden from the eye
A third a mirage.
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Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Waiting on a Reason.

Let’s talk it out,
Try to remove all doubt,
From the lines between us and within.
It’s less than clear,
What’s inching near,
But I can feel an end begin.
There’s fate that we can make on our own
And fate that we cannot.
You’re waiting for a sign to show you home,
But your fate doesn’t want to be on the spot.

(Chorus)
We’re in too deep,
To back out now,
But you’re stuck waiting for a sign.
It’s about what you want,
And what you need,
But you’re afraid to leave that line
While I’m waiting on a warmer season,
You’re waiting on a reason.
(/chorus)
 
There are times,
You’ll be less than fine,
And times you’ll be uncertain
But in the end,
You’ll be happy then,
That you allowed the rising of the curtain.
We’re alive, it’s time to act that way,
By pursuing our mind’s desires
Throw caution to the wind for just one day,
Or throw caution into the fire.

(Chorus)

It’s a risky move but it’s something you’ve
Got to try, even if you get a little bruised
You’re never more alive than when you
Try and reach for something you could lose.

Just look at you,
What you want to do
And give your heart what it wants.
To take a risky stance,
On an uncertain chance
Is anything but nonchalance.
A leading hand and a blindfold
May be less reliable than you know.
A glowing road to take until you’re old
Shouldn’t tell you where to go.
 
(Chorus)

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Delusions of Complexity.

This one's a song. I wrote a few lines of it a while back, then slowly pieced it together.

Delusions of Complexity.

Spun out and aching, tired, and strung out on the couch,
Far past over-stimulated, starting to slouch,
You get fixated on facets and shards of what once was,
If you don’t know you nobody does.

Have an identity crisis in discovery’s name,
But there’s no identity discovered because you’re never the same,
You’re made of tectonic plates, over heat and under tide,
Fancy that, you’ll never have to make up your mind.

Maps on the ground
Far reaching but still behind us,
And your hand clenches, down
Mind buzzing, eyes screaming for blindness
Overloaded and over-thought,
And complexities reign.

Let’s play the game of life, let’s play connect the dots,
Let’s spread a thousand pieces in the parking lot.
Let’s play connect the delusions with each mismatching piece
Hunched over in the shadows of simpler beasts.

Maps on the ground
Far reaching but still behind us,
And your hand clenches, down
Mind buzzing, eyes screaming for blindness
Overloaded and over-thought,
And complexities reign.

Let’s try and fit all that we can,
In the over burdened brain of man.

Maps on the ground
Far reaching but still behind us,
And your hand clenches, down
Mind buzzing, eyes screaming for blindness
Overloaded and over-thought,
And complexities reign.