Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Took a look at the situation, and found it seemed fine
Took a look at the other guys, and realized
It takes a big man to admit when he's wrong
and a bigger one to make it right

You've got your way, and I've got mine
Even though yours is better, I still like mine
It wasn't such a terrible world, I just made it feel that way

Even though you've got a million souvenirs
from one million place you've never been
Caught between alcohol and misery
Here's to you finding company

You've got your way, and I've got mine
Even though yours is better, I still like mine
It wasn't a terrible world, I just made it feel that way

Taking a ride on Armageddon's heal
It sure has been one hell of a year
its takes a big man to admit when he's wrong
and a bigger one, to make it right

-RG
You've got to walk off this heat.
You've got to shake off this sleep.
A few things to get off your chest.
Odds are 1 to 10 at best, you find what you need.

Just trying to field a sea of questions, without answers
Beneath this stage there lies a faulty childhood dream
Trying hard to mention the presence of a stranger
Giving the evil eye to everything he sees.

When you get to disagree
You let them know through your teeth
How little you are impressed
By the things that they do best, and the company they keep.

Monkey do what Monkey see
Pay no attention to me
Do what you want with yourself
As long as you've got nothing left to do with me

Just trying to field a sea of questions without answer
Beneath this stage there lies a faulty childhood dream
Trying hard not to mention the presence of a stranger
Giving the evil eye to everything you see.....

-RG
Going over it, I ponder what I missed.
Cuz every day in this one, begins with a list.
Of what there is to do, and what never seems to get done.
I rise and I fall, at the will of everyone.

I'm the joint that never does get loose.
Always on the wrong side of this noose.
The last few notes, are still ringing in my ears.
From a song that I recall from better years.

-RG
I...I am a time bomb, and I......
I lay forgotten at the bottom of your heart. 
Ticking away the years, till I blow your world apart.

I....I am a poison,  and I.....
I am still coursing through your bloodstream like a ghost.
Like wine....gathering vintage, till the day I hurt the most.

I.....I am a landmine, and I ......
I lay under the soil at the battles you thought you'd won....
I've got time...to wait for the footsteps of a memory that's on the run.


I.... I am a tripwire, and I......
I'm stretching across the road you're barreling down tonight.... 
The thinnest twine....waiting to be released right beyond your sight. 

I....I am a fault line, and I....
I'm pulling apart your world
far below where you can see.... so fine...

Moving in inches now, crawling and splitting and cutting like a knife.

I....I am a time bomb, and I.....
I only live in that one moment in which you die....
It's not right...It's not what I wanted then....

But you know and I know, there's no going back.

I....I am a lost soul, and I.....
I send out a sickened light, for anyone to see.
A cry for help..... and a warning to stay away....
from the hurting... the search for meaning....in the bleaching of my life.