Category: 2018

The Magic's In Me

6/20/2018

i’ve been reading all the signs on the wall
i’ve been staring at the stars in the sky
i’ve been wondering if this road leads anywhere at all
if it ended in demise, i would not be surprised
but that doesn’t mean i’m not willing to fight
i’m calling all the strength in me i need to survive
there’s a fire in me i just need to ignite
i’ve been fumbling in the dark, looking for a spark of light

it’s in the sunrise, It’s in the sunset it’s in the thrill of the unknown
every heartache, every mistake it’s in our blood, it’s in our bones
every sand of desert, every strand of hair the magic’s there
hanging in the balance of the valleys and peaks if you listen, magic speaks
Oya, Oya, the magic’s in me
Oya, Oya, the magic’s in me
Oya, Oya, the magic’s in me
Oya, Oya

you’ve been telling me bout star-crossed love
you’ve been selling me on shakespeare
i've been wondering if love alone will ever be enough
cause i know there’s so much more at stake here
but that doesn’t mean i’m not willing to try
i’m calling on the strength in me just to look in those eyes
there’s a fire in me, i just need to ignite
i had such a heavy heart, i’m trying to do my part to make it light

don't you see, don't you see, don't you see

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When that Idiot Wind Starts to Blow

4/7/2018

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i've had enough of you
i've had enough of you
i sure wish your mouth came with some glue
cause i've had enough of you

it's not what you say but the way that you state it
it's not what you serve up but the way that you plate it
i'm already fed up 'fore i see the menu
yes i've had enough of you

you're like a book i can't read
you're like a book i can't read
the day i put you down was the day i was freed
yeah you're like a book i can't read

each word so much worse than the last
i curse every page and skim past
all this stuff, it's just fluff, a marshmallow stampede
yeah you're like a book i can't read

i concur with your scorn for my cynical ways
it's a lazy and boring disguise
but the soapbox you stand on takes up too much space
and it's taking a toll on the roll on my eyes

when that idiot wind starts to blow
when that idiot wind starts to blow
i always take it as my cue to go
when that idiot wind starts to blow

i don't like to watch when the emperor streaks
or the way that the breath of a bragging man reeks
i'm covering my eyes i'm plugging my nose when that idiot wind starts to blow
yeah, i always take it as my cue to go when that idiot wind starts to blow

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Pink to Blue, Red to Green

2/16/2018

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i clicked the link that said add one to the basket
i didn’t think i’d be this young shopping for a casket
the whole thing was pink with pretty little flowers to match it
we watched it sink deep down in the grave that we paid for to stash it

in a way, the day she died, i did a little too
i’d have to say it was the day pink turned blue

when she was alive i’d get lost on a dime, broke down like a car
i tried to drive away so many times but never got too far
now i believe she’s giving me signs, i see ‘em in the stars
even though grief made me blind now i see her fine, she’s on my radar

in a way, she gave me the map, the key, and the gasoline
i’d have to say she’s paving the way for red to turn green

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Some Man, Some God, Some War

1/14/2018

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she is dried out like the desert
she is famished, all but vanished by design
and her hide out is her cactus heart
her own hand grenade, a barricade of spines

the sands of time repeating
she’s seen suffering before
her future takes a beating for
some man, some god, some war

she is minding her own business
steadfastly building castles of sand
when she is blinded by a raging son
who demolishes and calls it all his land

those poor holy rolling soldiers’ plights
they can’t live without their virgins and whores
to lift their strengths and spirits to fight for
some man, some god, some war

we are sucking out the venom
of poisonous scorpions and snakes
we are bucking this ecosystem
til our mother’s deserts are our daughter’s lakes

oh, wondrous, thunderous women
together too loud to ignore
no more curtsies at the mercy of
some man, some God, some war

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The Magic's In Me

When that Idiot Wind Starts to Blow

Pink to Blue, Red to Green

Some Man, Some God, Some War

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