Pots And Pans

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When you mix war with relationships back home, it’s complicated.  This is the thoughts of a woman whose significant other, who was due home, did not come home.

The last I heard, you’d said you were safe

But now my heart is filled with hate

What I was brought up to believe

Was stolen from me

By some men all diseased

And now they left me with pots and pans

All that’s left is pots and pans

All the dreams we were to have

Got washed away by anothers’ hands

In a visit to my door

What of the dreams that we hoped for

And now all I have are pots and pans

 

 

Read this world

Read this aloud

Read it all day…all night

See my tears

See my lines

see why I want to die

And all because they lied

They lied

They lied

 

Twenty years they’ll build a wall

On your name will all be scrawled

How you were brave

How you were strong

But nothing will be written of

How they were all wrong

And all I’ll have is my pots and pans

All that’s left is pots and pans

All the dreams we were to have

Got washed away by anothers’ hands

In a visit to my door

What of the dreams that we hoped for

And now all I have are pots and pans

 

 

Read this world

Read this aloud

Read it all day…all night

See my tears

See my lines

see why I want to die

And all because they lied

They lied

They lied

 

Oh, and I’ll have some pictures

So to show all my friends

But no kids, no holidays, no drinks

Just what you looked like

As you boarded the plane

And dead plans

All I’ll have are my pots and pans

Storm Central

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The media pundits, the crowd they play to and the disaster in their tracks.

Started out like just a fine day.

A stroll down Main Street, with cash to pay.

One look and the stores they all closed.

A sign of terror from a face that’s well known.

Kicked up the dirt, made the kids run;

this storm is brewing

man, this ain’t gonna be fun.

Storm central, coming to town.

Storms gather every time you walk down.

A cloud cover from a god from above.

A failed state of emotion and of love.

It’s just time that the clouds go away.

This storm is brewing

holding life at bay.

Was never like this before.

Was never hiding behind a front door.

But blaming others is always a balm

Erect a wall that reflects you are calm.

 

Here comes the wrecking ball, here comes the wrecking ball.

It’s gonna take us out. It’s gonna take us out.

It’s here to lock us out. It’s here lock us out.

Here comes the wrecking ball, here comes the wrecking ball.

It has us in it’s sights.

It wants us out tonight.

 

A jazzman plays, a singer sweats.

With each drop is a pile a debt.

And anvil sits and a hammer comes down

it’s sound brings your head further down.

The jazzman gets up, hit’s his note.

This storm’s a  brewing

and the singer is flat broke.

Storm central, coming to town.

Storms gather every time you walk down.

A cloud cover from a god from above.

A failed state of emotion and of love.

It’s just time that the clouds go away.

This storm is brewing

holding life at bay.

Goin’ Down By The Water

Posted in 16511978, 16513489, 16514376, 16515645, discover me please, Entertainment, humor, personal, politics, thoughts, writing, Fun, harmony, Journal, Lifestyle, Misc, Musings, My Life, peace, Poems, lyrics, politics, humor, thoughts, writing, entertainment, Ramblings, Reflections, serious, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 2, 2010 by timehasnotime
Goin down by the water
Goin’ down for to get me a drink.
It's been so long, man
I just could not think.
But I'm thinking now
don't like some of the things I'm hearing.

Goin’ down by the water.
Gonna chill down by the cliffs.
Where I had me some good times.
There I opened my eyes
sang me some riffs.
I took one look around
I don't like some things that I found.
Goin’ down by the water.
Put a building up and a dream comes down
Cover one hole up
another's put in the ground.
You think all it needs is a
good coat of paint.
But the facts you hide
just prove that it aint.
 
Head on down to the water
A baptism of touch & go
Head yourself to the water
See a light & then you’ll know.
 
Goin down by the water
Goin’ down for to get me a drink.
It's been so long, man
I just could not think.
But I'm thinking now
don't like some of the things I'm hearing.
Goin’ down by the water.
Head on down to the water
A baptism of touch & go
Head yourself to the water
See a light & then you'll know
Gonna chill down by the cliffs.
Where I had me some good times.
There I opened my eyes
sang me some riffs.
I took one look around
I don't like some things that I found.
Goin’ down by the water.

This Is Me

Posted in 16511978, 16513489, 16514376, 16515645, 2.0, discover me please, Entertainment, humor, personal, politics, thoughts, writing, Fun, harmony, Journal, Lifestyle, Misc, Musings, My Life, peace, Poems, lyrics, politics, humor, thoughts, writing, entertainment, Ramblings, Reflections, serious, twitter, Uncategorized on August 1, 2010 by timehasnotime

This is me sittin’ on the front porch.

This is me crossing the street.

This is me sayin’ something.

This is me in full retreat.

Here I go gonna start it over.

Here I go very indiscreet.

Here I go trying to hide me.

Here I go sweating in the heat.

I don’t care about

what people do or say now

And I don’t care that I may die alone.

You can take

or leave me; it’s your issues.

Just don’t say I never tried

 

I tried & tried & tried & tried

but it never seemed to catch some attention.

So I sat & cried & cried

And not a soul came by.

 

Here I go gonna start it over.

Here I go very indiscreet.

Here I go trying to hide me.

Here I go sweating in the heat.

This is me sittin’ on the front porch.

This is me crossing the street.

This is me sayin’ something.

This is me in full retreat.

I don’t care about

what people do or say now

And I don’t care that I may die alone.

You can take

or leave me; it’s your issues.

Just don’t say I never tried.

 

I tried & tried & tried & tried

but it never seemed to catch some attention.

So I sat & cried & cried

And not a soul came by.

 

This is me tryin’ to thumb a ride home.

This is me drinking up my tea.

This is me bein’ wrong once again.

This is me as quiet as I can be.

 

 

One Man’s Problem

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We all have addictions and this is about them.


I want you to go away, leave me alone.

I want you to go away, pack up from my home.

I can’t stop myself, so I need a little help.

I want you to go away, leave me alone.

Why don’t you find a seat on a Greyhound bus.

Why don’t you take a walk so I don’t have to fuss.

There is no controlling me; will power flickered out.

I want you to go away, leave me alone.

The pain I have cuts right to the bone

The constant thump, thump, thump in my head is all I have known.

I want you to split, quit, hit the road; leave my abode

So I’m pleading for this chance

for you to go away and leave me alone.

My doctor says you are bad for my health

The way I got hooked was very much stealth.

The path that I walk I chose, nobody else.

So now you have to go away, leave me alone.

I want you to go away, leave me alone.

I want you to go away, pack up from my home.

I can’t stop myself, so I need a little help.

I want you to go away, leave me alone.

The pain I have cuts right to the bone

The constant thump, thump, thump in my head is all I have known.

I want you to split, quit, hit the road; leave my abode

So I’m pleading for this chance

for you to go away and leave me alone.

I’ve seen it all before; you’d think I’d oughta know.

Please just don’t remind me on and on and on.

So get the hell out of my life; this hate’s not right

I want you to go away, leave me alone.

The pain I have cuts right to the bone

The constant thump, thump, thump in my head is all I have known.

I want you to split, quit, hit the road; leave my abode

So I’m pleading for this chance

for you to go away and leave me alone.

It’s not like you ever cared, so I slap my head

I now have to come to grips with this & get on with my life.

Don’t want a forwarding number left by the telephone.

Just go away and leave me alone.

 

Calm for the Pain

Posted in 16511978, 16513489, 16514376, 16515645, 2.0, discover me please, Fun, harmony, Lifestyle, Misc, Musings, My Life, peace, Poems, lyrics, politics, humor, thoughts, writing, entertainment, Ramblings, Reflections, serious, social networking, twitter, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 12, 2009 by timehasnotime
I was not going to at all
But I tried and I failed
and I tried and I failed
And I'm sick of my back being against the wall.

Sure thought I was in the clear
Sure thought I was clear & could go
but as long as you are here
and I know that you are here
I write this letter and then I gotta blow

Calm from the pain
Calm from the pain
Thought it was on the wane
But it keeps getting stronger
Keeps staying longer
So I can keep calm from the pain.

Right now I wanna scream as the doubts begin   
and ebb in a way that makes me long for termination   
but it's just my imagination and
I'll be fine in a little while
Calm from the pain
Calm from the pain
Thought it was on the wane
But it keeps getting stronger
Keeps staying longer
So I can keep calm from the pain.

Don't you ever wonder
don't you ever wonder
how your world is all asunder
then it's too late, you give up
the file's corrupt

Right now I wanna scream as the doubts begin to flow   
and ebb in a way that makes me long for termination   
but it's just my imagination and
I'll be back in a short little while
calm from the pain
calm from the pain
thought it was on the wane
but it keeps getting stronger
staying longer

Stealth & Harmony

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I’m the one without any bad intentions.
I’m the one who finally answered the call.
I’m not really sure you’re the one who counseled me
I’m just waiting to catch up after the fall
     of falls off walls of discontent and inconsistency.
 
I can’t see for forests’ and the trees blur.
I can’t tell you if the horse will come in.
I can’t & don’t want not to protect all of you.
What I’m really sure of is that I am unsure
     and insecure & dying to what esteem feels like.
 
(chorus)
there it goes it flys away and then comes back
as it had entered.
there it goes it’s on the street it’s looking back
and now it’s centered
hey, can it be that pretty soon there just won’t be
any mystery?
is it true you’ve visit here was short and that
your message has ended?
 
 
There’s a pattern to the minds’ meanders’.
There’s a pattern to the sheer loonacy.
There I go trying to fake in-tel-I-gencia.
When you buy the store it comes equipt with
     the shakes and ticks and cement bricks to build the bunker strong.
 
It’s a wave of warmth I’m feeling.
It’s a wave of stealth & har-mo-ny.
There’s a cave I go to when I feel I must get high.
And although it has been years of fears the piece just fit
     and split into as my ego alters my reactions.
 
(chorus)
there it goes it flys away and then comes back
as it had entered.
there it goes it’s on the street it’s looking back
and now it’s centered
hey, can it be that pretty soon there just won’t be
any mystery?
is it true you’ve visit here was short and that
your message has ended?

 

Flyin Hi, Flyin Low

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You come smiling your way

Smiling your way to the other side of town

Took me under your wing

And you showed me around.

There was a girl, sittin next to me

A miserable get, she hadda go

So now I’m riding with you

Flying hi, flyin low

 

There was a time I’d run an hide

But not now, not with you on my side

 

Look at the people out there

Look at the people who don’t have a clue

We just point at them and laugh

What’re we supposed to do?

There was a guy,  phonin’ into you

That  old man pulled a scam

So now I’m riding with you

Flyin hi, flyin low.

 

There was a time I’d run and hide

But not now, not with you on my side.

 

As we prepare to take off I make sure I’m buckled in

Because with you in the pilot seat it’s gonna be quite a spin

I open my eyes while in the bright, blue sky when your voice pipes in

“Come along, come with me I’ll take ya where ya wanna go.”

“Happy you chose to come along flyin hi and flyin low”

 

I’m just a real lucky man

I’m a real lucky man to be with you

Gonna just pinch myself

And then schedule a rendezvous

We looked good, so damm good

In the mirror and in the pool

I’m gonna be riding with you

Flyin hi and flyin low

It’s Not Allowed

Posted in 16511978, 16513489, 16514376, 16515645, discover me please, Entertainment, humor, personal, politics, thoughts, writing, peace, Poems, lyrics, politics, humor, thoughts, writing, entertainment, serious, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 1, 2009 by timehasnotime

Quick story: Posted this a bit ago and then I get an email from someone who saw this on here. He asked if he could move a few things around, which he did and I approved. What you see here is Yan Terrien’s great assistance in the re-write. Please come back over the next few days to see some other exciting things regarding this piece. Thank you. Peace.

 

I want to see you
I want to see you
I want to see you but it’s not allowed

I want to hold you
I want to hold you
I want to hold you but it’s not allowed

Just my mind in obsess
In endless emptiness
Why have you been so ? Lord it’s not allowed

Just my mind in obsess
In endless emptiness
Why have you been so ? Lord it’s not allowed

I want to touch you
I want to touch you
I want to touch you but it’s not allowed

I want to feel you
I want to know you
I want to touch you but it’s not allowed

Just my mind in obsess
In endless emptiness
Why have you been so ? Lord it’s not allowed

Just my mind in obsess
In endless emptiness
Why have you been so ? Lord it’s not allowed

Oh God I want to
Oh God I want to
I want to touch you but it’s not allowed

Oh God I want to
Oh God I want to
I want to touch you but it’s not allowed

Oh God I want to
Oh God I want to
I want to touch you but it’s not allowed

Oh God I want to
Oh God I want to
I want to touch you but it’s not allowed

Glory

Posted in Entertainment, humor, personal, politics, thoughts, writing, peace, politics, humor, thoughts, writing, entertainment, serious, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 28, 2009 by timehasnotime

It happens during nitefall when the darkness steals the show.

A feeling of warmth enshrouds me & I lose  control.

It all seems so easy if I surrender up my soul.

The face within the mirror cast a doubt on being whole.

 

Glory, glory, glory to the voices that I hear.

Glory, glory, glory to whoever holds me near.

Glory, glory, glory to whoever leads the way.

Glory to the driving force that gets me thru my day.

 

 

 

It’s an unexpected sequence that manages to unfold

I’ve always kept it hidden, fearful of some big, black hole.

You can’t deny a power that is almost a possess

So I decide to ride it as a form of a confess.

 

Glory, glory, glory to the voices that I hear.

Glory, glory, glory to whoever holds me near.

Glory, glory, glory to whoever leads the way.

Glory to the driving force that gets me thru my day.

 

Call it a mantra, call it a crutch

It’s better that I handle this

Than to lose touch

 

 

I’ve been bottled up for so long compression gas about to fly.

You’ve done lot I thank you ma’am but I’ve just idled by.

The choice I have to make is almost  not mine to make at all

I finally found that faith in me and I’m answering the call.

 

Glory, glory, glory to the voices that I hear.

Glory, glory, glory to whoever holds me near.

Glory, glory, glory to whoever leads the way.

Glory to the driving force that gets me thru my day.

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