Day Dreamer

what happened to thedays where words were enough
and trust given, not earnt
this world, filled with hate and disclosure
and every man is on his own

i dream the unfathomable dream, where a man is taken only by his honour
but in a world of overwhelming discontent,
it doesnt matter who or what i am, anymore

who am i anyway, what are we coming to
this endless chasm in our hearts
the empty jar holds no promise for me
and it screams of insecurity

all i want is a chance, to lead the path of sincerity
and to breath once again
without the hate of the world on my chest
to breath again, to taste sweet empathy

what happened to the days where my words were enough
the days when we were so innocent
on top of the park,
when words were all that mattered
and i had no insecurities

Come back to me

come back to me,
you took my breath with you,
the aroma of you lingers here
and im suffocating,
grapsing for the chance to feel your skin again

come back to me,
let me hold you, under htis moon
and the wane will glimmer over your eyes
my beating will be in rhapsody
oh, i could melt away, fade to nothing
you took my breath with you
you took my breath when you thought i wouldnt need it

come back to me, beautiful

Set Me Free

the fallout is here, the hail hurts the most
stall tall, take to the skies
devils advocate cant hold me back

clouds, mountains, rivers too
everything is mine for the taking
and baby, this is only the beginning
clear the way, hold my fucking shit
no holds barred, im gonna split
and if the distance is endless
ill break
and the horizon wont even be able to keep up

the fallout is here,
and if you cant handle the pressure
then break free

break fucking free

BREAK!!!

(whispers) and set me free...

Synesthesia

i cant help it
theres a fire inside
not a rage, not a thought
but a motion, a passion
like a synesthesia when i see you
your curves sing chorus to me,
and you smile an endless palette of beauty

all i need is one touch,
a kiss that evokes a brilliant blend of senses
theres colour, music, the wildlife under my skin
a whim trace of irradescent mortality

soak in this synesthesia,
and be lost in your eyes
for all eternity, till the rain brings me to
it will be our duality,
this fire inside

And We Dive Like Doves

my arm around your waist,
we dive like doves
and the pillows catch us
but only if you are ready

this means so much to me
more than breast and lip
more than a game
and more like a display

with covers pulled over,
only you can see what i want to show you
only you will feel my chest move

my lips will move slowly
and if you blush, i will embrace
my hands will swim patterns on your skin
so smooth, so pure
and if you close your eyes, i will whisper
and if you want more, i will endure

when we melt, all warm and pure
we will sigh, and think of the future
because i want to hold this moment forever
and have you in bed when i wake up
so we can capture the feeling
and after every dream, we dive like doves

Demise of the Demeaning

And there will be smiles in the gallows
with celebration, you will pity yourself
the children will stare, the mature will nod

for when it passes, you will all see your fault
if your next for the hangman's noose
maybe then will you rise to the occasion

there will be redemption,
if only upon your final hour
don't curse, just hold your breath

your naivety is not to blame
your heir can only do better
and they will remember your demise

so fuck, and bring into this world
a hope
a chance
they will better you


(i hope this isn't to dark, and i hope you can take from this two interpretations. the first being your own, which is un-important to me.the second... well send me your interpretations.)

Screen For The Blank

reading in the cinema
i recline, and i ignore
this isn't entertainment
its a product
don't let your self become the mindless consumer

i don't want to be on the silver screen
i don't want to be someone im not
and most of all
i don't want to be you

so i will read
and the page will turn
the drama will unfold
you will be consumed
unknowingly, you will be blank

there is no drama in pretending
there is no idol in a fake
don't cry with them, don't laugh at their parades

its all a charade,
I don't want to be like them
I don't want to be like you

The silver screen, for the blank
and it will go blank
and you will have nothing
no hope
the reel isn't never ending

Thank-you for the Betrayal

im shaking
not now, not here, not like this
i always thought i could hold my breath for longer
i thought i could wish upon the stars one more time
and hold you close, just one more time

i didn't get to say goodbye, but you packed up and left
you didn't even leave a letter
not even a cliche is sight
just a lie
and then came the truth
in the form of a photograph
plastered for all to see
you were so careless
you didn't mean for me to see it
but i didn't trust you anyway

and so a new leaf has been given life
a new day breaks
for this time i look to the skies
and know in my heart
it was better that you left

because i didn't trust you
nor you to me

and now the lies have stopped

thank you for betraying me

We are Platonic

something platonic, something mutual
im what you have had, then lost, and wanted again
biting the hand that feeds you, i wont flinch i wont leave
i promise
what i feel is something platonic
more than the others
higher, more purpose

im here now arent i, with wings of a butterfly
fragile
i care, but i have a cats tongue
and your fragile
you may love me, you may break, you are fragile
you have a disposition to love

we have a disposition to love
cause this is something platonic,
you mean more to me than sex, kisses, and company

Embrace

i was embraced, so long ago
i thought i was gone, inside, away from myself
you chased, you caught, and then you
embraced
held onto, gripped, fought to have
and you gave up allot, you dropped everything in your hands to chase me
to embrace me

our lips meet, and our hands form intricate patterns
i cry when you try to hush me
i blush when you look at me
but after what i went through, i know what i must do
when you come for me, with passion in your eyes
we must embrace

Under This Rain

Under this rain
planting your feet, you reach to heaven
the clouds above move closer,
to eager for your kisses
when we touch, under this rain
we embrace
when we kiss, under this rain
i want to melt
i want to cry, and you wouldnt notice
as the rain washes in sync

when i reach down for you,
im not a cloud no more
i am me, and you are my love
under this rain, thats all that is important
we are all that matters

kiss me again, under the rain
the foggy glass smears, and the musical patterns repeat

Yellow Dress

Yellow Dress

Like a bloom in an empty field
and an innocent in a cage,
i saw you, with your yellow dress

transfixed beauty,
a smile away from perfection
you had desire drawn up upon your shoulders
and they were in limp bows, waiting to be tied

like silk, your skin blushed
and colour florished within
so i stood amazed, in awe
blue eyes swam with mine,
and we danced
in your yellow dress

the tale wore on,
a fate unfortold,
i remember when i kissed you that first day
when i held your hand, and shyed from your beauty

i still live that moment today,
with your whispers flowing from your lips
we stand here, in embrace
in your yellow dress

Blunt Spoon

Of crimson liquid, and velvet shimmer
you fall, you pray, you plead
and you ask,
the eon old question

Russian roulette, and a full barrel
you took us for granted,
and danced around
thinking of the positives wont clean the mess

On your knees,
your blunt spoon without polish
the hard labor wont grace you with a smile in its reflection
because this is tarnished
we are tarnished

But now, as you cry
i take away the revolver
and clean up your mess
i will polish your blunt spoon
so you may see me smiling behind you
and you will take my hand

the eon old question,
"but why?" you scream
and i move my lips
"because i love you"


Notes: People make mistakes, and all seems to end. lend a hand to the person you love, i even if they hurt you. give them a chance. and most importantly give you BOTH a chance.

The Inspiration came from me wanting to use the term "Russian roulette, with a full barrel" to emphasize how people take things in relationships for granted, and take the stupid risks. i also waned to explain that these mistakes can be forgiven as long as the person you love learns their lesson.
of course this is personal, and most of you would know the story behind this, and its references.

This Week

this week your my favorite,
and its your flesh i want to taste
you will mean just as much as the week before

lip gloss and perfume,
empty bottles and torn emotion
nothing is left but a bigger gash

this isn't a mother fucking progression
and this is no mother fucking parade
progression
fulfillment
(whispers)not even close

this means more to me than you
and i am more
i am more
i am more than you
(whispers)more than you

cause next week i will be the same
and i wont be finding vague answers in over-used rehearsals
and when the morning comes, i will be stronger
and you will become worth less
because i am more than you
more than you
are!
more than you are!!!
(whispers) this week, and next, i am more...more than you are...

And if i... (intro)

...scream at the top of my lungs, only you will hear me whisper

"i want you"

...and here i am (follow-up)

here i am
clawing my way out
away from this, back to you
(whispers)to you
cut-up pictures with smiles
memories that i will never have

i wasted the chance i had
i became the person i knew you would hate
and i didn't care

live for the moment i said,
but regret stops me from moving forward
all i knew was the insignificance of another's hips
another's walk, and another fucking pussy

and now i realize
you are more than that
(whispers) you are more than that
you are more than me
i was just to selfish
even for my own good
( whispers) you are more than me
More than ill ever be...

Rainbow Smiles

So i reach for the clouds, and the silver lining grasps for me
With my eyes caught awonder and my mind set assunder
all i see is my weathered refelection
the paint is peeling, and the bricks are cracking
the tide swims closer, but i dont pull away
isolated, the sun beats strong
and i still stare high
my endless search in the silver lining

This ocean is growing cold and blue
their is green on the horizon
and still the silver in the sky

Of colours, behold
for all i want to see is you
through the silver lining, your rainbow smiles

Oceans Apart (average)

Of lust and passion, a tranquil beauty
for the hills and flowers we dance
tomorrow rises and yesterday sinks to our backs,
for no eternal grasp will bring us closer
today i morn

one by one, a step infront of the last
i see see the long corridor
with bright lights a beckoning
this road crawls endlessly and the horizon cries
chin up, my head in the clouds
serene skies guide me by
this will not take forever

And the moon sang to me,
a serenade for the lost, a ballad for the wishful
i wondered afar to its enchanting wane,
dreams of daisies,dancing and open plains
and when the sun wakes to kiss our faces,
we will sigh a sleepy breath to our remaining faith

a poet i am not, 1000 volumes could not begin to picture your beauty
from curve to gesture, only a glimpse i could tell
everyday you awake more angelic than the last
every night you slumber more graceful the the last
and still i dwell on my failure,
to capture your infinite regal

The grass swims lazily
and the wind dances its festival around us
tired and mourning to seasons lost, the ageless oak ushers us closer
me and you on this lonely hill,
hands are one and beauty uncountable
we embrace we cherish
this love takes us to our neverland
where everything is bilssful, surreal
and i can feel your warm desire