Sunday, January 29, 2012

We're all artists

We're all artists in this town
In the same boat
You and I
Whether you've succumbed to the 9 to 5
or you live in a cardboard box
We're all artists
You and I

We're all creators in this scene
Friends of mine
I don't see you very often
But a blurb here and there
about a show, a success of some other
I see you
I hear you
I applaud you

We're all struggling to make our mark
We're all struggling to make a dime
We're all working hard all the time
On our craft
For our lives
It's not easy for you and I
I need more sleep most of the time

But somedays I strike a balance between creation and art
And to that end I'm working honing that part

We're all trying yes we are
We are all slaves to the sound
We're all working the day around
Hoping someday we'll be found

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

I No Longer Desire Things Like A Child

The sky opened up today
As you spoke those words I'd heard so many times before
But In the light of this new day.

I'm sorry I'm not in love like before
But not sorry those days were cloudy confused desperate
Today so clear these skies
Not a single cloud in my eye.

Your steadfast strength
I cannot own
Nor do I wish to anymore
By your side
I hope to help you rise

This is the 2nd half of my life.

You still make me cry
Tears spill from my eyes
But it's just the old stuffs I say
The fears of our old deaths
Trauma seeps in
I still dream of you at night
And dream about a life of ours
But things are different now
I no longer desire things like a child


Except to live my life the way I've got to do
Within me inside you if it means 


Things are different now
Time to see things in a different light.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Saving of Souls and Lives

On saving these souls our souls our lives
I've got to save us from your own demise
Traffic and ties
Ladies of the night
I'd say it's about time
Before we cross the line
Never to come back
Never to go home

Music and cycles
Planets that move
stories and projects
and subtle things groove

I've got to find us and reach deep inside
I've got to gather us out of this pride
Because in the end I need this also
to save my life



The Glorious Burn

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