The reality of nothingness fills the room. He sits at the table with a blank sheet and pen. With a silent stare he picks up the pen. Calmly, he lets his head's soundtrack take hold. He writes, The reality of nothingness fills the room.
The sign said Fast Cash 583-7825 So I got to a phone cuz signs don’t lie. The voice on the other end said please hold. Then I found I had to pay it back four fold.
My mamma didn’t raise a fool Hell I even graduated high school. You can take your sign down Cuz, I ain’t your next clown. Nope you won’t make me a clown.
Get a Big Gulp at the Big K and watch your waist grow Take a rest at the Stop and Go; disappear some dough Get a deal on a Chimi, a pay a buck for water Take a look at your world it gets… better and better.
Fast food slow cash is eating up our world either stress or food that makes you stomach twirl Fast food, slow cash is eating up our world It’s either that ….or religious quarrel.
Check the candy in aisle three, you’ll find something new Fake tastes just for you, swear you’d think their real At least trust the Enegerizer, the bunny is a treat He’ll last for several hours to get tossed to the heap
Good God someone change the coffee, it’s been here since three The counter girl stares her misery, one hour, four more She didn’t cause the price to go up, so lighten up schmuck Under her breath comes oh Fuck, there go’s a truck.
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If I could draw
a face dear and warm
With eyes of passion
Smooth lines would form
Paint me in love, As soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream Someone barely seen
Lead me to draw The beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above
If I could draw
The fine lines of age
There’d be folds of love,
And beauty on a page
Paint me in love, As soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream Someone barely seen
Lead me to draw The beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above
If I could draw
Sensual curves of shade
Pleading deep dark eyes
and dimples concave
Your warming smile is light, in the morn, in the morn. Forbidden love is planted and born. What secrets your dark eyes, reveal thru your disguise. My wounded heart rests in your arms, in your arms. My wounded heart rests in your arms.
Love is a soft light, A wind in the night Words can be a call The softest of all. But you in the end Are lover and friend. But you in the end Are lover and friend.
Time is a fleeting wind, thru my soul, thru my soul. Just grains of sand to try and hold. Was it yesterday, when you asked me to stay My wounded heart has no control, no control. My wounded heart has no control
My wounded heart was not torn apart But batter’d bruised right from the start. Now in your eyes A glint a spark Ignite a new fire in this wounded heart.
Love is a soft light, A wind in the night Words can be a call The softest of all. But we in the end Are lovers and friends. But we in the end Are lovers and friends.
Love is a simple verb. A transparent dart, straight thru the heart. Love is a silent word. Whispered thru eyes, shouted thru sighs. Love needs to be stirred. Blending the ivory cream, thick with dreams. Love haunts afterward. But as an angel ghost, sent by a heavenly host. Love catches the unaware. Until you’re suddenly aware, and gotcha is dared.
If I would have one dream, it’s just for you and m To live in harmony, our whole life through The years are passing by, just a blink of time. Keep the beat, hear the drum of our hearts alive.
Notes are black and white Simply organized Life is improvised And often in disguise. Voices harmonize Blend and come alive Together they do tie As do our hearts
Night are longer now, it’s just a solo act Melody clean and pure, with no allure I’ll still sing it loud, just a note above In harmony, to the one, that I still love.
Notes are black and white Simply organized Life is improvised And often in disguise. Voices harmonize Blend and come alive Together they do tie As did our hearts
The dream is still alive, if in our children eyes They blend our differences into nuances Taking minor chords, finding the bottom third Livin’ the beat, hearin’ the sound of unsung words.
Notes are black and white Simply organized Life is improvised And often in disguise. Voices harmonize Blend and come alive Together they do tie As will their hearts
This song came up in my random shuffle yesterday and I just have to laugh to myself... I've always like the way Tim add a harmony and a piano to it, but now I can't change it anymore. I've kind of decided that the chorus would be better with these words; feel free to share your thoughts. Free Download over at FolkAlley.com
Alternative Chorus
When I’m worried you guide me,
When I’m lost, I’m suddenly found.
When I curse the one I’ve become,
You lead me home.
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