Saturday, April 21, 2012

On the Streets With A Transparent Car

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=iB-78-uXMr4
 Shoved in the face by smoke
We kiss passionately like the moon and the deep blue sea
On the field of the universe you dance ever so gently
Each step after step
One leading to the next
Only to fall of the tip of mountain you once thought was secure
Oh the burning ache you gut feels as you plummet towards your final descent
Splash!
Now living life like a fish
All that can be seen are wavy distorted... blurry visions of mirrors
Floating fast so freely
In and out of frets
Are you happy?
Content?
Scared?
What are you?
Who are you?
What time is it?
Laugh at that last question cause there is no time in your world
That's why you can't answer most of my questions
No worries...  People don't understand you're really worried
Your mask has not cracked yet
Breathe out the lies like dragons breathe fire
You've got no fire all you've got is cheap incense smoke
Give your vibes off to a crystal he'll keep them secret
Even though you stole thiers

Friday, April 20, 2012

Crayolas on the Sidewalk


Away at home slept the idea of perfection
While in the distance parental cyclops feasted
Eating the pride thrown by the feet of programmed robots
DON'T FORGET TO CHASSE
Yelled the sounds system
A secret of secret whispered in the ear of a microphone
Standing tall and proud the ghost of legacy watches like a vine on the wall
Judges... Judges... can't decide on who's getting the walk
A walk across the black tar who once comsumed
Killing softly the sun burns white holes in the sockets of tired children
While below a gnome waters the brains that are shriveling away
Parents with wires coming out of their ears, eyes, and even that of thier noses
Are lost in the matrix
Unaware of the ritual that is happening before them
Unaware of the decaying stem
But all must be blocked out
All that matters now is our effort put in
The seas of sweat
Mountains of smelly clothes went through to achieve where we are right now
Let all end terribly
Let us not win a trophey
Let the kids vomit their complaints about how life is not fair
Let the parents char under the sun
All that matters is me and you