information overload

 

you stomp on silhouettes

and war’s just around the corner

you’re losing common sense sending us to slaughter

as some old philosophy dies
some religion has something new to hide

as science kills in the name of peace
so rich mens profits are increased
the avarice is growing wild

 

it’s old, it’s nuclear, it’s so unclear
it’s sinful how you use it for your power and your fear

but it fuels their eyes with all thats advertised
and it fools their minds
and forces them to heed your lies
and speak your lies
and believe your lies
and soon enough they’ll bleed your lies
and breed your lies
and for insecure survival
they will need your lies


information overload
your stories have no proof
but fickle minds are blind
they’ll follow you through time
and turn your words into some sacred kind of truth

 

you sound the city bells
for everyone’s still sleeping
but over the millennia
their strange dreams have been seeping

and now succumbing to words
that are so engrained that the greatest change never may occur

in a maze of metaphor, they’re stuck inside some hazy blur
of prejudice and pride

 

but ‘no’, you say
‘your new idea is hard to hear’
well your ancient confusion is so hard to bear
when you choose your words so hypocritically
you bypass the malice that breathes in your beliefs
but you still believe
and though you’ve been deceived
you’re so blind in your closed mind that you will never see

the reality that you fail in vice and virtue
for you’re still asleep

 

information overload
your stories have no truth
but fickle minds are blind
they’ll follow you through time
and use your words as some sacred kind of proof

wandering girl

 

wandering girl
welcome to my wave
for so long you were stuck in time
an history decayed
but now that you have run away

from caves and culture cages
you’re flirting with exponential flames

 

and the fire is breathing in your veins
and smoking out your eyes
i can tell by the way that you look my way

we have reflective minds
so let us butterfly away
one wing each we’ll take
to flirt among the exponential flames

 

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn this desert together
burn, burn, burn
let’s burn across the sacred embers

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn nocturnal flowers
burn, burn, burn
let’s burn this candle downwards

down, down, down
way beneath the ground

 

and pious spies with holy cries will try to bring our doom
as we sin across the continents our fire flowers bloom

and if we gamble oceans
and fold to pouring waves
we shall become they
then raise the deepest flames

 

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn this desert together

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn beyond archaic morals

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn their precious dollars

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn this candle downwards

down, down, down
way beneath the ground

 

and mounting in malevolence
they’ll try to give you evidence
that their greed is good for the world

but running into fire
they will burn in the desire
that we lit, and hurled, and kept

both you and i, my girl

 

wandering child
welcome to our wave
as we build upon this nascent world

we’ll keep the cleanest slate
and if they try to pray for you
or say your soul cannot be saved

give them your laughter
for you live for today

 

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn this desert together
burn, burn, burn
let’s burn across the sacred embers

burn, burn, burn
let’s burn nocturnal flowers
burn, burn, burn
let’s burn this candle downwards

down, down, down
way beneath the ground

 

 

song for a ghost

 

broken is the silence you hear

silhouetted in the shadows you stare
at the ghost that glows and disappears in the darkness crying neon tears

 

and whispered in the withering city

is the wise song of a spirited sinner

but the whiskey is gone and his body is neon

nobody sings along


and opaque is the rainbow that forms
red is the raindrop that falls
wet is the footstep that failed
and stranded in the soundlessness of time

is an apparition of a neon light

 

and rocking is the chair that is empty
for the wind still blows through the turning of centuries

but the neon glow faded long ago

 

when fallen was the season of autumn
now the cockroach is the only thing crawling

on the carcass of another world windblown

where you are the ghosts

 

and opaque is the rainbow that forms
red is the raindrop that falls
wet is the footstep that failed
and stranded in the soundlessness of time

is an apparition of a neon light

busking man

 

see him busking on your streets

a thousand songs, a thousand dreams

he’s only waiting for summer to come to run in the rain

 

painted words fall from his teeth
a million thoughts pour on the streets

singing in silence, speaking in dreams

he runs in the rain

 

oh busking man, speak my name
whisper your secrets, smother the flames
no soul will know that you were to blame

for the plan, mr busking man

let it rain, oh, let it rain

 

busking man, show your face
stand on the edge and leap from grace
let it be known that you’ve lost your race

to the sand, mr busking man,
see him run, see him run

 

as eyes turn from red to green
a million souls lie at the scene
a million words the world believed again

from a busking man


see him run
see him run
see him run

 

plastic raindrops fall at his feet

liquid night

 

tonight

i’m feeling a little bit strange inside

staring into a strangers mind
a sky i've never known

 

and it’s crazy
think i caught it on the second guess

that this wasn’t just a one time kiss

these lips were overthrown

 

sleep vagabonds
if you can’t dream with the light on

when she sang your song
no tune ever fell from her tongue
oh liquid night, you really turn me on

liquid night, you really turn me on

 

tonight
let’s crawl inside the candlelight
and melt in with the mulled wine wind
when we step outside


and together we’ll wander these cobbled streets

reminiscing a dark defeat of this
whisky winter night

 

sleep vagabonds
if you can’t dream with the light on

when she sang your song
no tune ever fell from her tongue
oh liquid night, you really turn me on

liquid night, you really turn me on

 

and yeah, here we are and we’re cozy

and the coffee keeps us alive

and yeah, tomorrows gonna be lazy
so snuggle up to me
let's stay inside

sands of fantasy

 

nothing’s awake if it is dreaming

nothing’s alive if it’s not breathing

you ask me of imagination

dark clouds and sparks

i say are still worth saving

 

you stand alone in your long black gown

waiting for some symphony
but nothing’s come
and you’ve wasted all the night

regard a sunrise to the east

 

will you hold my hand
will you walk forever in the sands of fantasy

through the place you call the dream
wake up my love, wake up please
wake up my love, wake up please

 

we both share this space and time

breathing, dreaming
lost in our respective minds
but i’m escaping
, and you’re faking

 

within these white-washed windy walls i’ll be waiting

as you’re breaking out of this curse
and if you rise with your palms to the sky
then i shall serenade the birth

 

but you can’t see that our magic sands are shifting

far away from the past
when all you know is all that you’ve been told
the spell of sight never can be cast

 

will you hold my hand
will you walk forever in the sands of fantasy

through the place you call the dream
oh wake up my love, wake up please
oh wake up my love, wake up please

ocean war

 

we were running for the sea

as poseidon crawled to the shore

we called upon him to retreat

and so began the ocean war

 

we were giants
but bound to fall in silence
beneath the ancient words of violence

and who would heed the call if gods destroyed us all

 

we were standing on the street
as the city fell to the ground
the scrapers landed out our feet
before we shrank beneath our devastating sounds

 

we were giants
but bound to fall in silence
beneath the broken words of violence

and who would heed the call if gods destroyed us all


together we fight
from both sides of the wall
forever we fail
united we fall
then numberless in fear
the waves invade the cause
for faith, for fame, for destiny for all

 

if we stagger down a path
with answers always given
and questions never asked
we’re heading to an ancient past
when the water rises poseidon laughs at last

 

we were giants
but bound to fall in silence
beneath the ancient words of violence

and who would heed the call if gods destroyed us all