Friday, August 26, 2011

Drowning

All the things that I wanted to be
Never told me that I would just quit
And everything else that runs through the dark
Is conspiring to make me feel like shit
Maybe this time next year
I'll again have too much to drink
And end up with my hands smelling like vomit
And my face smelling like guilt
I am drowning
With or without you
And it doesn't make me feel nice
I am drowning
In a sea of my own faults
And I'm so tired of trying to be strong

All the things that I hate
Are running strait out of my pours
Into the night like a rat
Straight to the hearts of the people
That I have claimed to love
So listen clearly when I say to you
I don't want us to live this life
I am drowning
Don't think that you love me
Even if it feels like you do
I am drowning
I'll lose my mind
And end up without a direction

And don't think for one second
I have any clue what I'm saying to you
I'm afraid
And I'm lonely
I have no thing left to do
Than delve into my misgivings
And pretend I don't know how to feel
And maybe I'm trying
To feel like I know what to say
Maybe
I am drowning
And all that's left
Is to give my last breath away
I am drowning
I am recreating all the things
I've been meaning to say

Monday, August 15, 2011

Proud

What was the last thing I was truly proud of
It seems like all my thoughts, emotions, words
Mean nothing when I have no use for them anymore
They mean nothing as I mature
Into better, bigger things
But were does my conviction go
Were does my absolute certainty
That I know where I stand in my own mind
Flee to when I no longer feel what I am
What I was
Is right
And how do I get up from my own self
Bringing all I believe in, down
And why is there only one right way
Only one thing bigger than the rest
Is it really love
Is it faith or truth or loyalty
Is the world always hipocracy
And if none of it means anything
Will you still be here
To enjoy it while you can?

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Human

Your vision of the dark night
And your song about the truth
Your feelings of one true love
And your vision of a ghost
All are compounded
By a simple rule
Of I don't care
And never will
You only carry what you believe
And anyone can believe a thing
If it makes them feel anything
Close to free
Of the madness in
Their own heads
Listen deep
Listen true
Listen to what
Your own heart
Does to you

Beats beats beats
Pulse on
Blood rushes to the surface
Scratching my own skin
Just to feel normal again
That's so stupid too
What is an intelligent thing
That's so stupid too
Your willingness to believe
Your willingness to give in
And say all you have
Had
All your sadness
Means something
Even more precious
Than your smile
Because it is what you feel the most

And this is why I'm a cynic
Of all the whole damn human race
Earth
A pace too slow
Too fast
To keep on track
With its own self
Oh to be human
Oh to have a mind
Too big for instinct
But not big enough
To even control itself
And this is what I mean
This is what I believe
This is what I think

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Nervous Kiss

Fabric made of silk
Is it made to appreciate
Or just to slip away
I can't make you change
But I can watch you grow
And if you'd kiss me
Things would change
As always
Is it a lie or a complete truth
To love without faith
Or all the faith in the world

If I could touch you
Without the complications
Of the false implications
If I could make you shiver
In a different way
Than the nervous smile you give me
And then flutter away
If you could hold my hand
With no direction in which to stand
It's okay just kiss me
And everything will change
Is that so scary

Don't tell me it's a case of
You want what you can't have
And when you have it
You don't want me anymore
All this brooding
All this thought
All this longing
Leads to something
Sometimes
You could let it be
A slow, slow slumber
Or you could take it at a run
Kiss me now
Everything could change
It will be okay

Friday, August 5, 2011

Life right now

My entangled lives
They collide
When I'm too tired to mind
And if you said
That you're naive
Well then I'd say how come
Because only the people who want to be
Something they are not
Try to prove it
And the people who really are
Try to hide it away

The rain will fall
And I will be happy
But it's never a sure thing
Is that the charm
Or the vexation
I'm of the inclination
Of the former
But if we were to climb that latter
Like a two headed beast
Would we be anything that's worth it
If we can't find the beauty of nature
And grief

But enough of that
I can say how to sing
I can sing a song of breathing
But I can't make the weary say
Oh how they love the feeling
So you either pack your bags
Or you spread your seeds
And that has no account
For counting me
It starts with the heart
And into your eyes
Straight to the neurons
That think your alive
So be gentle with your own

God or whatever created
Experience of life
Or whatever atoms came from
Bonding agents
Well they gave me the choice
To pick freedom
Or chains
And I don't know which in the end
I will gain
It's a state of mind
It's a being of self
And no government or agency
Or elder
Can say
You are positively
Free
But I know that I'm trying
And I know that I'm okay
Say together now
I am free

Birds
And bees
And vine covered trees
They know what life is
But we?
Who are we
To say we know
When all our thinking gets in the way
When theology
And science
And all the things we've come to create
Stand in the way
Of a natural thing
Of our states of hunger
And our peace of instinct
I know what living is
All of us do
Just rip out your eyes
And feel the animal inside
Your guttural hide
The wild side

And then there is love
What else can you do
There is trouble
Deep waters
Sadness
Feelings running close enough
But not quite as deep
Next to your love
Can you feel it yet
Magic
Beyond science
Beyond your crazy beliefs
Can you feel it yet
Then there is love
And what else is there to do
Then there was love