I have come a long way where I started from. but I'm still not even close to where I'm going. (and now) I can no longer see the shine. that has been lighting up my way.
Burnt all the bridges I have passed. No looking back to the life I once had. The hate for myself is all that 's left now. . "As blood runs down my arms.
No, you don't want me to be there. To kiss your eyes, caress your hair or kill that pain away. As pain is my companion, solitude my guide. Your sweet affection solely offers me a threat I cannot abide.
What is it that we're struggling for?. I don't quite see it anymore. Life kicks us in the teeth. Yet something makes us crawl back for more.... Blood and tears upon the altars of our lives we shed.
Your senseless theories. are rising once again. Causing pain within my mind. - I'm losing the control. . But in the kingdom to come. Behind the seven seas....
Fade into a dream.... Deep into a dormant pseudo-life. Drown into night.... Pass through the gate of sleep. I see faded colours.... I see a landscape so calm....
Yorn desh born, der ritt de gitt der gue,. Orn desh, dee born desh, de umn bork! bork! bork!. (Anybody got a better way of spelling it? ;).
When you're starting to feel some fear,. Make a little thing like a brave boy here.. Jump up, turn around, cross over.. When you're starting to be scared all night,.
Another Bert and Ernie Singalong. thanks to Charles Evans ([email protected]). [The arrowed lines are from memory, because I did not hit REC on the VCR.
"I Hope That Something Better Comes Along". You can't live with 'em, you can't live without 'em.. There's sometin' irresistabl-ish about 'em.. We grin and bear it 'cause the nights are long..
"Be Kind". thanks to Brian Fennell ([email protected]). Be kind to your neighborhood monsters. for they are not as scarry as they seem. if you see one scaddeling.
A Bert and Ernie Singalong. thanks to Brian Fennell ([email protected]). Ernie. Bert. *****. ****. [Watery sounds]. Yanky Doodle went to town. a-riding on his pony....
"I'm Going to Go Back There Someday". This looks familiar, vaguely familiar,. Almost unreal, yet, it's too soon to feel yet.. Close to my soul, and yet so far away..
We were shootin' at a mound of dirt.. Well nothing was broken, nothing was hurt.. But I probably really should have been at work.. But if my free time's gone, would you promise me this?.
I got one two three four. Five, six, six, six. Running round the neighborhood. Pejorative, "Jinx." he said the groom's. Down on me 'cause he ate the rice.
Broke account so I broke a sweat. I've bought some things that I sort of regret about now. Broke your glasses, but it broke the ice. You said that I was an asshole and I paid the price.
Woke up this morning and it seemed to me,. That every night turns out to be. A little more like Bukowski.. And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.. But God who'd want to be?.
Self pity me, it's so pitiful. You can see that birds and worms don't get along. . Self righteous me, it's so wrong. Now you can see that we don't have to get along.
And it's true we named our children. After towns that we've never been to.. And it's true that the clouds just hung around. Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral..