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    Not Time Yet


    2011 - 08.29

    Shadows are falling

    It’s the end of the day

    I spend all my time

    Trying to think of ways

    You know behind every beautiful thing

    There has been some kind of pain

    It roars in my head like a mighty train.

     

    I can’t even hear, the sounds of a prayer

    It’s not time yet, but it’s getting there.

     

    I remember the days spent on the train

    And riding my metal steed in the pouring rain

    Chasing a dream that wasn’t really there

    Can’t say the time was wasted

    But no one really cares.

     

    It’s getting edgy all of the time

    Still I keep writing, trying not to lose the rhyme

    You know? I even cut off my long hair.

     

    Still can’t hear the sounds of a prayer

    It’s not time yet, but it’s getting there.

     

    The world has become Godlless

    But we fight for it anyway

    Millions of people have nowhere to stay

    Every day is a natural effect of an eventual fade-away.

     

    I can’t even hear, the sounds of a prayer

    It’s not time yet, but it’getting there.

     

    You know I believe that I’ll past the test

    I didn’t really study, all I do is guess.

    I look down streets and think “I can’t go down there”.

     

    I can’t even hear, the sounds of a prayer

    It’s not time yet, but its getting there.

    (SG2011)

     

    Come and Gone.


    2011 - 08.29

    Time is creeping, the heart is beating slower

    I’ve been weeping, I’m getting nowhere

    Shadows leaping, makes me look over my shoulder

    I feel like  leaving, lookin’ the road over

    It’s done come and gone…come and gone.

     

    You get so distracted in the New World Order

    All of this fighting, we still got borders

    Our Utopia is out of order.

    It’s done come and gone….come  and gone

     

    My soul is seeking, it has lost it’s reason

    I am needy, got nobody to die with

    You can’t rewind, yeah really the parties over.

    It’s done come and gone…come and gone

     

    The places you drive, the mazes where you hide

    Won’t protect you, but we all still got to try

    The idea, is to be free of all the things that keep you from me

    You’re all I wanted, all I ever want to see.

    You’re the last and you’re traveling on

     

    It’s done come and gone…come and gone.

    (SG2011)

     

    Midnight Moon


    2011 - 08.24

    Been standing here since the dark of noon

    Now I find myself in the midnight moon

    Fighting off the silver spoon

    I realize, there is no sense in trying.

     

    The bullets fly and leave their mark

    Commanders with their orders bark

    You realize you’re much too smart

     To take that road to dying. 

     

    You’re getting old , filled with remorse

    Feeling  like you’re getting dumb

    But really, it is just being numb

    To all the new things that are around you.

     

    Go and make a political stand

    Threaten to shake the hand

    Of each and every man

    Whose ever thought to make a stand.

     

    When they find you in the night

    Lurking in graveyards with no fear in your eye

    There is no telling what they might try

    So you just walk right in smiling.

    (SG2011)