Sunday, January 23, 2011

MORNING LYRICS 3

MORNING LYRICS 3

IS IT ALL A BLACKHOLE ‘M HEADING TOWARDS?
THERE IS NO RAY ALL DARK BUT A TWINKILING BLUE POINT
ROWING MY STRUGGLING BOAT IN ITS DIRECTION
“THERE IS NO PROSPECT, IT’LL SINK,” YES, YOU MAY SAY,
I DONT SEE EITHER
BUT ONE NEEDS TO PASS THROUGH DARKNESS TO RECKON LIGHT
ONE HAS TO RISK THE SECURED TO EXPLORE NEW AVENUES
AND I BELIEVE THERE IS LIGHT BEYOND DARKNESS
I SHOULD GO FOR PULSE AND QUESTION REASONS
YES ‘M OBSESSED WITH YOU, LIGHT, COME, BLIND ME!
CLEANSE MY SOUL OFF ALL ESCAPISMS
CALCULATIONS AND PROFIT-MONGERING
BE THE HARSHEST DON’T WORRY TAKE THE BLADE
NO ONE HAS KILLED ME FOR SOMETIME
THEY ALL JUST IGNORED OR ESCAPED!
EVERY REAL VENTURE IS LIKE A DREAM AND IT MAY FAIL
AND, DEAR FAILURE, NOW THAT I NEED TO GET SUCCESS,
I WONT DUMP YOU EITHER, MY OLD COMPANION,
STAY WITH ME, I’M FEELING ALONE
AND I BELIEVE THERE IS LIGHT BEYOND DARKNESS
AND I BELIEVE ONE CAN REACH THE MOON!
AND I SET EVERYBODY FREE TO LEAVE ME ALONE
AND I SET EVERYBODY FREE TO CARE FOR ME
YOU MAY SAY I’M A DREAMER,
BUT I’LL SAY LET THE DREAMER DREAM
REALITY ‘LL BITE IN TIME AND HE’LL THEN BITE DUST
BUT HE’LL STILL DREAM OUT A WAY
TO TURN THE DUST INTO CLAY PAINTINGS

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Morning Lyric 2

Morning Lyric 2

A bird hit me on my flight now grounded
The merry walks through the crowd of fake saints seem a dream only
I see my dipping shoulder in reality crossing street junctions
Drowsing among the herd of activated manmachines
I dreamt of an embrace that’ll take 1000 light years
I stumbled upon a stone and it smiled green
Poet, burn down your wings when you know its fake!
Come on, walk, learn the trick of resting head on your own shoulder!
You’d gone too far in the world of absurd to take the real
Lettin’ passion overpower sense of reasons—now banished—
A king without a kingdom a joker without audience and patron –
Turn your head look behind
You still lived the lives of a tree and rolling stones!
I’ll miss your company, cosy river, you’re on your own course
And ‘m going back to the woods
Here in the joy of discovering you I’d lost myself
Now in the blue sky I see my hanging legs from a dead tree
The dawn is rising, shadows reducing in length and shape
Calm down, man, relax, smell the earth,
Atop the heaps of despair there are summits so high
One has to rest breathe think take short strides
Friend! man was never made to fly!

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Morning Lyric: I SAW MYSELF BEING SHOT

Morning Lyric: I SAW MYSELF BEING SHOT

I SAW MYSELF BEING SHOT
ON A HIGHWAY TO THE COUNTRYSIDES
CAN’T BE SURE WHETHER IT WAS ME OR MY EVIL
THEY TOLD ME YOU NEED PATIENCE
TO REACH HEAVEN
BUT IN A HURRY I THREW STONES AT A PEACOCK
TO SEE WHETHER IT DANCES
AND THE STONE ONLY KILLED IT—
NO REGRET, NO SORROW—
I JUST KNOW I HAVE TO START AFRESH FROM HELL YET AGAIN
I SAW MYSELF BEING SHOT ON A HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN
MAY BE THE KILLER WAS IN ME
BUT NOW THAT I SMILE AND SAY YOU, HELLO!
YOU SEE I’M ALIVE AGAIN!
TUNING MY GUITER FOR A MISTY MORNING
WON’T YOU LISTEN TO MY SONG NOW?