basically for laura, but you can come too
Helping Hands from the Middle
Claw out the eyes
To give new meaning
Refuse the flames
To serve the master
Teach a new message
To fool the masses
Fill in the graves
To make the point
Tell the world how
To become a messiah
Be your own God
To save yourself
A Skipped Heart Beat
Up again this time forever
You mother fuckers reach
With your opened fingers
Yet you can not grasp
My floating spiritual waves
While I lay in the clouds
You’re trying to pull me
Down below the surface
So I’m fighting for air
‘Cause it’s not time
For me to come down
Why don’t you listen
You’ve put me in this
Valley of the Shadow of Death
But I’m not scared of the dark
I’ve been here before
The light at the end
Is what ails me
I’m not ready to step
Over the edge into
The bland white eternity
Just back away now
Don’t pull me down
Just don’t pull me
Please don’t pull me
How I Met the New Ways
Falling back to the planet
Voices are comprehendible
And the hands of eager people
Grab hold and won’t let go
Reassuringly I escape
Standing in the shadows
The good people watch
Wondering how to counter
My next wrong move
But I’m staying down
I’m too scared to climb
The celestial ladder
I love so much
But then she came
And told me to change
Act like I had been tamed
The Temptress
Long blonde hair flows from her head
He body knows not a stranger’s bed
She might get easily lost
Inside her own thoughts
She still resurfaces
Until she pushes
Her way back in
Someone’s skin
And once inside
She’ll continue to hide
Because she’s afraid to pull out
Always eager to win every bout
Watch as she takes apart
That fragile thing called your heart
The Separation
Desert islands have more company
Faces bombard my line of sight
But I remain silent in fear
To become one of the group
Is a step towards death
The more bodies that pile up
The less I can stand
So make like Mr. Floyd
And grab a few brick from the yard
Only to shove them into the wall
Can’t you see I want to be alone
Even though I crave attention
What will this isolation bring
That fate doesn’t wish to carry
Homeward
Row your boat gentlemen
You must save the captain
He’s weak and wounded
Found awake on the floor
The water rushes from the sides
Drowning the sleeping men
Waves are stories high
Encompassing the boat
But don’t stop to watch
Row your boat gentlemen
People watch and dance on the beach
Swinging sticks and jackets
Making a charge, Poseidon wins
As Billie drowns
A naked savior swims
Saving the poor captain
And his brave few men