september has passed at quite a speed .it's been a while you know, some that cared don't and some that din't do.
a second a minute an hour a day annnnnnnnnd its gone!a whole fckin month.it's time for me to spin the wheel for me and i want to do this with all my might but it's my vary will that's fool's me into fooling myself again.not again not this time
Night to day
fruitfull enlightment
youth wasted away
and as always the green leaves turn into a pillar of ash
Killing time, killing time
mellow and sublime
watch the stars see the cars
from being new till the crash
and the green leaves turn into a pillar of ash
Lay here without a sound
and get lost in thought's profound
spherical's as the coral's and sand
Warm as the water below the land
All that you care and worry, will go in the trash
and you'll sit smiling at the pillar of ash
Something that will make a smile
Through these dark streets and long roads life seem's to be taking a while
Will we human's ever be able to measure our true efficience
Rising by breaking the bond's of interdependence emerging in self sufficience
That's the only path i feel to someday feel content and free
When freedom show's its true ray's of warmth, off the morning sun
Peace will clear our mind's leaving us to flourish and blossom like an undisturbed tree
In the true midst of nature.
If you please, don't back up the track; this train's got to run today.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill.
I heard someone say "Better run away", others say "better stand still".
Now I don't know, but I been told it's hard to run with the weight of gold.
Other hand I have heard it said, it's just as hard with the weight of lead.
Who can deny, who can deny, it's not just a change in style?
One step done and another begun and I wonder how many miles.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill.
Things went down we don't understand, but I think in time we will.
Now, I don't know but I was told in the heat of the sun a man died of cold.
Keep on coming or stand and wait, with the sun so dark and the hour so late.
You can't overlook the lack, jack, of any other highway to ride.
It's got no signs or dividing lines and very few rules to guide.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill.
I saw things getting out of hand, I guess they always will.
Now I don't know but I been told
If the horse don't pull you got to carry the load.
I don't know whose back's that strong, maybe find out before too long.
One way or another, one way or another,
One way or another, this darkness got to give.
roll on the satin sands at peace and calm
get lost in the raging thunder of the waves
leave all feelings of grief and regret,kill all that craves
for then you will be one with the mother and at peace
akind of peace so thoughless yet so thoughfull
where the end of the sea touches the skies
behhind those majestic clouds it lies
a kingdom of lights and wisdom where no one cries
as the crack of dawn hits the skies
this kingdomslowly fades and dies
but dont worry for it shall come back again with us and with time
into the heavens we shall go again numb and sublime
Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.
I ride through silence learn the divine
my eyes still become watery for a moment when lost in the thoughts we talk about .That tear doesn't fall off for some reason it stays and dries off analyzing the vagueness of the consequence that as brought life to this phase called "the present". what am i hung on to? what do i want to do? maybe as usual I'll think about it tomorrow and satisfy my curiosity for today for now ,while i do so i see another day killed another empty space fill .i guess its the only thing in the world you can do without doing anything that's killing time .don't give me money don't give me faith don't give me a way and don't come in mine......... give me truth....which will give something to believe in .......something to stand by
for fucks sake ! what do u want from me?
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