Polution

the truth is rising
and i am sinking
i hope we will meet somewhere in the middle
i have no answer
for this question; this riddle
but i'm always looking for the solution
i'm turning into a wrecking ball
slowly but surely destroying with polution
and when the air is gone
i hope you're not
i gotta get a grip
take a shot
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# Posted on Wednesday, 26 September 2007 at 11:25 PM

Past Bound

i am a stranger at this table
so polite and trusting
and i fill my mouth with water
i think i felt it rusting
i loved you so much
and so far i still do
i love you not just because
all the years we've been through
the sky is bold
you are getting old
the rain is cold
i've been told


a girl that i don't know
holds the door for me
i say thanks
so softly
i don't know if she heard
my excuse of friendship
but i have my coffee in a paper cup
it's so hot i can only take a sip
but i sing the words
as the fog rolls around
i turn the volume up high
it just might be too loud
i see myself run down a hill
about three years ago
my car is already turned off
finally i am home


i have felt the touch of god
or atleast thats what i was told
it has been ages since then
now i'm bitter, angry and cold
and every sunday i don't know what to do
i could make my parents proud
or i could keep serching
thinking my thoughts out loud
but it's so hard to believe
i have to believe in my soul
look up to the sky
as i grow old
and i know i'm not alone
there are other insects
looking for what i am
not just a nest
to live and breathe in
to cherish and run down
but that voice i heard
i'm past bound
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# Posted on Wednesday, 26 September 2007 at 11:24 PM

My Heart Isn't Black

i'm hooked on these relationships
that i'll never have
but even if i wanted them
i never meant it like that
now this must be a race track
cuz we're going in circles
and i'm in last place
with my mouth by my ankles
i don't mean it like this
but you are the anchor
that holds me down
just like my anger
i know i'm a liar
i can't keep a promise
not to my self
or anyone else
and i know i gotta try
but i can't keep up
i am too slow for this
or maybe i'm just stuck
my heart isn't black
it's just hiding in shadows
so it probably looks dark
like the archers arrows
i am too cheap
for this thing we'll beat
i cannot eat
i will not sleep
i miss your joy
how it made me sing
but i'm just a boy
who won't feel a thing
ever again
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# Posted on Wednesday, 26 September 2007 at 11:23 PM

Little To Give

youve paved these roads with hate
and painted them with blood
theres a tarp laying in the ditch
as a man's potential home
the moon never rises
depending on your point of view
and all these clouds in the sky
are just like your eyes
they rain
i got a handful of love
it's not enough to go around
i'll give it to some
you can have the scraps off the ground
but i don't think that anyone would
my voice isn't strong enough
no matter how long i march and yell
these walls will never come down
a trumpets blow
my heart moves day in day out
like a time card
and as it rains we drive to your home
we are so greatful for our day
we have so little to give
but just keep on recieving
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# Posted on Wednesday, 26 September 2007 at 11:23 PM

Dreaming Is Believing

I need a book to write in
so i can live without haste
without hate
and with freedom we have nothing to dream of
this doesn't have to last
this song is too short
to express all my regaruds
to the nothings i've endured
but i need to keep writing
maybe i'll get better at this
maybe i'll become something
because i dream of labeling myself
and staying true to it
for your birthday i don't know what to do
or what to get
it shouldn't matter
but it matters so much to me
it's all the posessions
i wish for you
maybe i'm jealous
maybe i'm caged
my wings are clipped
but it makes us happy
i'll paint you a picture
with these cans on my shelf
a mist of paint
guided by my hands and mind
and the picture is not big
it is not clear
the message is deep enough to believe it isn't there
just like the god in me
and maybe thats my reflection
but i'll never know
until i do some surgery
and i'll be free
my dreams will come to an end
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# Posted on Wednesday, 26 September 2007 at 11:21 PM