it came to me because it kills me
my secret weapons were no use
but if it broils me and it chills me
i spare at any rate the booze
it came to me because i'm dying
it fools around and takes my breath
but if it's everyone who's lying
i might believe a little less
and any way it doesn't matter
i had my share and lived and dreamed
it could have been a little better
and it was better than it seemed
© 2011
Monday, January 31. 2011
after all
Friday, January 28. 2011
Swamped
Thursday, January 20. 2011
If...
Sunday, January 9. 2011
devination
he was all on his own in his cellar
knowing upstairs the child warm and tender
and he forged no more screams with no feller
when he launched our world's last surrender
he knew nothing of people back then
when he fell from the sky into blackness
the bad taste of the dawning of men
would not turn into general slackness
so he made what he needed bein' bold
catching tones for a morning of three
and after all he was not all so cold
when he clawed at a new way to be
© 2011 admittedly a very simple metal approach -
to you and devin t
knowing upstairs the child warm and tender
and he forged no more screams with no feller
when he launched our world's last surrender
he knew nothing of people back then
when he fell from the sky into blackness
the bad taste of the dawning of men
would not turn into general slackness
so he made what he needed bein' bold
catching tones for a morning of three
and after all he was not all so cold
when he clawed at a new way to be
© 2011 admittedly a very simple metal approach -
to you and devin t
