Distracted - Redux

I woke up today
With my life on display
Feeling a little past the point of dead
Like a firefly
My life is a light
Flickering in the dead of night
Exclaiming aloud
My stories of pride
The ones I carefully choose to hide

I'm a brand new man
Shambling ahead
Sticking dreams aside
Bury them deep where they can hide
Plotting the day they escape

But I'm about to go
There's only one thing I know
These memories escape the coffins of hope
Rotting corpses of the past
Hunger of despair and desire like rain
Muddy water here...

--always distracted...Ugh

Two Heads

Seemingly twisted in overly mystic
Hazy jaded lines
Found a fellow
Dressed in yellow
Now there's one to go

Where we go tonight my friend
I should never have quite known
If it's all the same to you
I think we'll go in tow
To the whiskey
a
go go

Partners to the bitter end,
Birds of a feather
Together in this fine weather
With the rain beneath our feet
It should't dare
Touch so fair
Innocents like these

Run, run, run
While we can
Lay of the land
Is our's to expand
Until the very last man
Checks right on in
Guns in hand
Make a stand

Now or never, we've got to shiver
At the cold raging at our door

Two's beaten better
Than some half assed devil
Crying loud out in the snow

Grab you a shell and a gauge of twelve
And come play doh-si-doh
Woah-oh-oh

This is an attempt
to mask what's real
I hide behind your eyes
You see
What I feel
Open spaces
Come in time
Left behind
Again

Snake charmer
I see your lies
You've given empty promises
With the blood that ties

When we sleep
It's all so real
When we wake
We cannot feel
Poison envy
Of subtle past
Make it now
Or forever last

Winds
They change
Another storm shall come tonight
Say your words
Of forgotten
Reals

Forgot the answer
So we spread our tongue
Across the universe
And the setting sun

sleep
sleep
sleep

Soon to come...promise.
Thanks for sticking around.
Whoever you may be.
Take care.

2 Drunk 2 Fuck

Same game said the slain name of the sane fame
Asking if I'm coming back to save face
Well shit mang, I know it's about race
Even when we're all screens on a glow space
That's why steel still answers
To the turn about green change

Lit one, smoke one, time for the new run
Politics don't wannna listen
That's why we're burning for attention
Scrambling for matches, stand on indiscretion
Long as it's all burning, I ain't gonna listen
Ah, shit, ya'll catching what's on the written

Drugs be burning holes in the brains
Of my generation, yea we all insane
Want us to take charge, hell we left at a quarter to the brain
When the clock still ticked and we still felt in the game
Now it's all about living for the moment
Cause thr time pass the sane
and leave you in a gutter thinking about the same thing
Money, money, money
That solid gold green shame
Sell out, sold out, what the fuck you gotta bring
To make a step forward without selling your own name

Course it's over love
When we shun the glove
And expect lock down to come
Save us from the great above

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How many times would you want me to be
Something just borderline alive but not quite free
Cruising highways of lust
with your dirty soul
Feeling the wheels slip and lose control
Everything you wanted I've offered a hundred times
Without losing myself in between these busted rhymes
Still the offer huants me to this very day
Wondering what would change if I'd waited to stay

----

,....]jhghh

I don't know what I'm talking about

Winds are coming soon and nothing that we can do
Batten down the hatches
It's time to let the monsters run free
It's as if all those memories and angst ridden cries are swirling down the drain
With the blood
From when I cut myself shaving

You and me, it's been a while
Course it's for the same anyhow
We're all around when you're gone
Playing in the walls

Digging in the skin
Don't know what we realize
Bright and alive like a mescaline sunrise
Twisted on dreams
That used to be free
Now they cost money
I'm afraid you just don't see
It's time for you to be
And me

Oh I'd never though it'd come to this
Not quite the same with the daybreak fits
Calling it quits over stupid shit
That's how it always goes
Isn't it?

Couldn't face you if I couldn't face myself
Live
on
T.V.

Dreams

It had been a few days, I suppose. It's not always the same locale you see. It's not even the same team. I work with amateurs because very few of us ever make it back. This would be the third run.

We walk along fault lines, taking note of the vegetation. Sometimes, it stops and shrivels up within seconds. When you see that writhing mass of dull jade, you pull away. It always means trouble.

Least, that's how I remember it. I only get flashes now. They said that would happen.

And we keep moving, always moving. I don't even ask why, I figure if every day...is exactly the same, what's the fault in going along with the plan. It's not like one can twist fate. It's not like that at all.

Coming up, a distance away...maybe fourty yards...there's what we want and I see them now. Crawling along the rocks, sliming and oozing down to their nectar...

We slow down and begin to ask what we're even doing. It's always the same.

Motion springs into effect and each takes a leap of faith
Slipstream time launch and we're back home
Now with another into the chute
Launching into it's pod, separated from it's home
Bodies lay on the floor, with what's needed being returned.

Again, that old singular time, winds down and another run is done.

We try.

We try very hard.