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you really got a hold on me ooh, you sink your teeth are you ever gonna give me relief? or do i gotta pry myself free? you're wearing out your welcome i don't pretend to know where you really belong i'm sorry for giving you the wrong impression but guilt get gone you really set a still steel trap you and i go way way way back are you ever gonna lift that latch? don't you know i got a life to catch?
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father hear my pleas, don’t make me scrape my knees even diogenes, he agrees with me a syndrome of self neglect is the sin of intellect holding lanterns to the light is no necessity what good is a god with the head of a falcon that lives on the body of man? what sense is the strength of a thoroughbred stallion running like a scared mare every chance that it can? what comfort lies in millions of lives if they’re over before they began? sometimes it shapes me, sometimes it escapes me the good of a god in the body of man father hear my cries, i’m not buying alibis your books so wise disguise the valleys for the peaks if all your world’s a page you’ll never take the stage baby steps assuage the magnitude of quantum leaps heaven knows i’m also froze and apples don’t fall far trust me, any day’s a good day in the shade of where you are but i’m a prudent teacher’s student and I'm just trying to understand heads and birds, actions and words and the good of a god in the body of man *co-written with Veronica May
think we're safe now, the coast is clear no more landmines to dance on dear finally dry after it rained all year rainbow sky smiles from ear to ear at the end is where we will begin again passing the test of time riches without a dime that's a real goldmine think we're still now, the sea is calm my heart is resting in your palm slow and steady wins the race cross the line, hand in hand, face to face triumph's not a trophy or a pot of gold it's waiting patiently and watching life unfold
*co-written with Veronica May
she was born with big eyes, she was born with wild dreams she was born with big love, bursting at the seams she was born with hope, she was born with light she was born to lose, she learned how to fight but when you fall down 200 pairs of hands will tell you don’t give up tonight so in the next round, you’ll be back in the ring and we’ll be screamin fight baby fight she’s a constellation, vast just like orion grace just like a sparrow, courage like a lion it’s not a fight to the end, it’s a fight to the start it’s not a fight to the death, it’s a fight to the heart and we’ll be screamin fight baby fight
if it is true that the world ends
are you ready, are you ready? if it is true that we all die are you ready, are you ready? we all share this space that’s all that matters friends so let’s all go out singing i’ll sing with you til the end if it is true that we all pass are you ready, are you ready? if it is true that our souls last will you meet me, will you meet me? i offered myself like some carnival thing you could win with your strength and make a bell ring, bell ring but i’ve been a trophy, they don’t stay shiny they’re dusty and rusty, they’re shelf life’s tiny i am delicate ribbons and colorful bows the more you unwrap me the more i expose i’m a gift given with purpose, heart, and thought i’m a gift whether you want me or not i offered myself like some heavyweight belt a reward for the number of punches you dealt but i’m not some hunk of junk raffled off at the door that winds up at a yard sale when you want me no more let me tell you being a little lesson i’ve learned about being a prize, i’m no longer concerned i’m much more than something someone wins or earns i’m a gift that keeps on giving, i don’t need nothing in return i guess it was a pretty good game i guess it was a pretty good game we played on the same team, we both had the same dream of finding our way out of trouble the ball was in your court, i was not a good sport suddenly, down by double but i was never built much for a rebound the position you were in was just the same but we couldn’t resist the perfect assist, now could we babe? so i guess it was a pretty good game guess it was a pretty good game you used up all your time outs right before i fouled out i was reaching in you got a couple free throws, but you always miss those we didn’t get the win when the storm came and tried to drown you i swam out and found you gave all my time and all my strength keeping you afloat until i sank and i admit you would have been fine probably but god forbid you throw out a line for me when i met you i could barely touch my toes you stretched me out i suppose all my time spent bent until i broke my back bending to your will and i admit it was my fault probably but god forbid you do one somersault for me and i admit you were my drug, my drug but god forbid you take one tiny puff of me
go ahead and tell me all my flaws
i know what you are gonna say keep beating my head into the walls letting my pride get in the way go ahead and tell me act my age it's something that i'm used to but being young and being brave- the only things that get me through... this life, this day, this hour, this minute i'm so sick of my life and everything in it i'm holding my breath, i'm making a wish trying to find why i exist i'm stomping my feet, i'm clenching my fists trying to get me through this go ahead and tell me let it go you must think i'm so stupid a planted seed takes time to grow i won't give up my dreams like you did go ahead get up and walk away i'm fine on my own, i don't need you but you'll regret every single day you weren't there to get me through... this life, this wall, this mountain i'm climbing if i'm not busy being born, i'm busy dying say what you're gonna say about me i'll make my way eventually i'll be standing at the top blowing you a kiss knowing i got me through this
you're crazy, you're lazy
that's not a good match there are holes the size of lies you're trying to patch by try, i mean deny (never do it, never do it, do you) and by try, i mean ignore and by try, i mean get by and by try, i mean you stopped fighting for you should just give up you should just give in you should just cut the cord if you can't find the end if you're playing a game that you're not trying to win you should just give up and give in you're hollow, you wallow in pits of despair there's pools filled with sorrow you're trying to repair by try, i mean deny (never do it, never do it, do you) and by try, i mean ignore and by try, i mean get by and by try, i mean you stopped fighting for |
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