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Your Canvas

Placed myself into a frame
I'm hanging on the wall
Awaiting an acclaim
From someone real important
Someone to see me, see me
See me as I am now.
Naked, raw, painted on
Colored, stained, polished, drained
Nameless - make me your canvas.

Paint me like a French girl
And carry me home
I may look a little rusty
But you can take me as your own
Come on and see me, see me
See me as I am now.
Dusty, dark, abandoned art
Faded, grey, weathered, drained
Nameless - make me your canvas.

Words Unsaid

It's the words I didn't speak
That leave me vulnerable & weak
Be they soothing pillows of praise
Or cuts and scars I can't erase

The words we spell
In the tales we tell
Travel through & toward
As spells we word

Grown-up children we are
So damn close but yet so far
Stuck to you but torn apart
I'm starting to forget the start

I'm holding on and so are you
I'm crying out of gratitude
You lifted me when I was down
And set me back on solid ground
Nurtured like a withered flower
Cleansed my soul under your shower
I have you to thank my selfless lover
For only you gave me my power

Thank you for your tolerance
Your hints at my incompetence
I hope I don't forget this time around
To savior every moment we get now.

Morning Mourning Through one burning eye,
I glimpsed at my steaming hot coffee cup,
Looking dark when contrasted with the bright yellow light
that shined from behind my newly drawn blinds.

I desired nothing more than to be left to lone,
I replied to good morning with muffled groans
Out! Then I barked at the shadowy figure
who's face I still couldn't quite make out at all,

As it hovered above me, showing concern
I could feel it's eyes on me start to burn.
So I turned away towards the wall
To continue with my morning mourn

Further fulfilling it's own prophecy
With which I was unphased by totally
For any horrid myth would be easier to mouth,
than my truth told with passion & accuracy

Not reason or logic of any degree
Could express my perspective so other's could see
And I couldn't care less whether they disagree
I just knew that around them - I couldn't be me

Like anticipated agony
of chemicals defunct
Or the shattering of principles,
I held dear get debunked

It's like information overload,
So go away and leave me torn
These gifts with which I am bestowed
This morning I just can't adorn

Don't ask me what it's all about
I can't express this form of drought,
So please be scarce and move on out
Toward your next pursuit of clout

Venomous without my poison
Please just save your remedies
Also please just save your wisdom
Perhaps for christianity

You say I need a day without
Your criticism's bold, you bore
The world's knowledge is getting old
Perhaps we need to doubt some more?
Loyalty It feels like I'm talking to you in the past tense,
as though you think you've pretty much figured out my intentions
But often what you hear
is not that what I meant
Perhaps a sign it may be time to communicate

In a more effective way
I'm not blaming you, or yesterday
Why can't you understand,
My need to solidify a plan?

A plan that's able to withstand
The wicked whims of sleight of hand
I need to know you'll recognize me
If lost in a sea of masks and guizes
Or any disguizes
Moral High I wanted at first to understand
whether or not him and I would blend
Or whether we'd stand out in a crowd
Which mattered less and less the more I found out

And suddenly one day we collide
In body, spirit and in mind
It's like we're lifted on a cloud
Vicariously watching as the world below us burns down

We floated above with no sense of tomorrow
Until we found one day that we're in a quarell
A dark storm circled us threatening sorrow,
but yet we did not back down

Even cupid himself had come around,
Offered to help with his arrow,
but we turned him down
We had separate frowns we were harboring now,
descending deeper and lower down.

Holding separate ends of a rope that never ends,
Drifting further still tethered to lies & pretense
While the unresolved anger just grows and extends
My ego and pride I can't seem to transcend

Before I could utter a single sound,
There I stood lost alone on hollow ground
And the gravity kept me earthly bound
Alone, holding on to my moral high ground
The Bitter Banality Of Rhyming Profanity The bitter banality of rhyming profanity
Spreading insanity through the minds of humanity.
Such is the steady entropy of what was once poetic melody
Much meaning lost in honor of synthetic harmony

The bitter banality of rhyming profanity
Unfathomable like a fan without vanity.
But the ignorant bigot, still can't get a ticket,
so he shouts out at history, but never shares his story

For his own story's end,
was never written in sand,
a coughing cocophany
will his will withstand?

The bitter banality of rhyming profanity
Only real now through his distorted memory
Sometimes in his head,
the words circle in red,
"You missed out" on your one opportunity

The events unattended
His listeners offended
He finally had an epiphany
Never told to a friend,
Never played by a band,
No-one did understand
How to be and let be.
You're Good Tell me, enemy, how can the grass
Be any greener on the other side?
Who knows if there is any there at all
If here is where your passion resides?

Besides, there are no winners
Who were too afraid to try
Most had failed a million times
But yet, they kept on trying

Bet they also went home crying
Asking God's for reasons why
The difference is they didn't hide
Jumped even higher hoped to fly

Aimed up high toward the sky
Then fell back down, and rose back tired
Wiped the dust off of their tighs

Then put their eyes back on the prize

I would like to ask you this
Just to test your attitude
When looking at your past
Do you feel pride and gratitude?

Imagine all the positives
In their entire magnitude
Coz if you slept, or had some food
In the past like week or two

Then what I'm saying to you, dude
With no intention of being rude
Cheer up now man, and raise your mood
In the bigger scheme, you know you're good.
Reality in Clarity

Breaking free from the trap of time
I finally see the universe inside
For the eyes are three, without duality
without the fear of unfamiliarity

Took me training to tame the mind
When terror threatens what's outside
I welcomed life or death - my breath
takes care of it respectively

Staring in awe as the light brightens
Starting to float as my body lightens
Free from form or gravity
Untethered to depravity

I notice the appeal to life
I finally feel real and alive
One whole without polarity
I see reality with clarity

DichotoMe I'm a walking paradox
So uniquely orthodox
Such complex simplicity
Defines my one dichotomy

I put the Yin in the Yang
Like from silence came The Big Bang
If you don't understand
You must be too wise to comprehend

It's a truthful con
My oxymoron
Not only right but also wrong
You'll hear it in my silent song

It's impossibly easy to please me
Manipulate me and mislead me
Toward the perfect path
For such an empathetic psychopath

Here's a contradictory conclusion
As a guide to this illusion
I'm a selfless narcissist
A famous ghost, I don't exist


Wholeness Our seeking is for Wholeness
So the speaking kinda pointless
Aint no pro that's still in protest
Now we play and work a lot less

We sync up to find our synergy
Then flow with newfound energy
Flowing free, flowing clean
Root to stem, growing green

Stars will shine and drop seeds
Make it rain and repeat
Flowing free, with clarity,
We Innerstand the altered narrative

And Funny beats money
Bitch my bees bring my honey
Preach to pun, we have fun
If you scared you better run

Yeah you need to Defuse
If you hating then you lose
Can't be here and confused
Man I'm done acting used

Raise myself to my status of Uplifter
Real praise is worth more to me than gifts are
So just watch me as I dance,
on my way to my events,
And all the way to abundance,

Coz it's all about the vibes
We adapt so we survived
Still alive, got all three eyes
Yes we're lit, yes we're high
As we sip on aqua phi

Stars will shine and drop seeds
Make it rain and repeat
Flowing free, with clarity,
We Innerstand the altered narrative

And Funny beats money
Bitch my bees bring my honey
Preach to pun, we have fun
If you scared you better run
Dreams & Desires

We're destined not for pursuit of desire,
for pleasure alone we just aren't built,
Investing a lot in the burning fire
that fuels our hope, so we can aspire
no matter what cards we find we've been dealt.
No matter what storms or what traumas we've felt

When survival seems certain, and sorrows subside,
we can consciously dream while living our lives
About all that's important both in and outside of us
The world will still turn round despite our fuss

today & tomorrow, for the rest of our time, it seems
to our subjective minds that we seem to have to borrow
to pursue our will, but we will, we will.

Right up until the curtains are drawn wide,
to make us more conscious of all that we feel
In love or through sorrow,
with pride or with guilt,
We roam and we steal
As we search for that one magic pill

moving forward we might find
our desire's fullfilled
As recycled souls with all buttons instilled,
with no recollection we fight and we kill

Puppets moved into action,
by momentary reactions
Pursuaded to gain traction,
through noisy distractions

If only for a fraction
of the tiny satisfaction
we were all sold
In this game we play,
eternally etched in spite and in shame

Except in our dream state,
where longing turns into quite
an insightful game
With no restrain, and no pain,

I can only wait..
For my eyes to tire,
for the day to end,
for night to set and
all else simply dissipate.

A Piece Of You

We're destined not for pursuit of desire,
for pleasure alone we just aren't built,
Investing a lot in the burning fire
that fuels our hope, so we can aspire
no matter what cards we find we've been dealt.
No matter what storms or what traumas we've felt

When survival seems certain, and sorrows subside,
we can consciously dream while living our lives
About all that's important both in and outside of us
The world will still turn round despite our fuss

today & tomorrow, for the rest of our time, it seems
to our subjective minds that we seem to have to borrow
to pursue our will, but we will, we will.

Right up until the curtains are drawn wide,
to make us more conscious of all that we feel
In love or through sorrow,
with pride or with guilt,
We roam and we steal
As we search for that one magic pill

moving forward we might find
our desire's fullfilled
As recycled souls with all buttons instilled,
with no recollection we fight and we kill

Puppets moved into action,
by momentary reactions
Pursuaded to gain traction,
through noisy distractions

If only for a fraction
of the tiny satisfaction
we were all sold
In this game we play,
eternally etched in spite and in shame

Except in our dream state,
where longing turns into quite
an insightful game
With no restrain, and no pain,

I can only wait..
For my eyes to tire,
for the day to end,
for night to set and
all else simply dissipate.

Vulnerable Sitting here in disarray
Got a growing burning yearning need to find a way,
To somehow say,
Yeah ok,
so this is hard coz it's kinda lame,
I'm really displaying my pain,
but anyway

I need you baby
I'm vulnerable
I'm adamant that this time around
I won't be the fool

I don't always display it
But you're wonderful
Because your silent presence
makes my life more so much more full.

I walked across an empty street
No goals to meet
no friends to greet at all.
Felt so small
The buildings are tall
and we can't stop the fall
of a fleeting world
and sleeping herd we are,
so far

I need you baby
I'm vulnerable
I'm adamant that this time around
I won't be the fool
I don't always display it
But you're wonderful
Because your silent presence
makes my life more so much more full.

I'm no fool,
although the glass is half full,
with time everything disintegrates
so it evaporates.

We steam, and rise in a flaming fire
only to reincarnate back to where it all began


Steps Ahead - Part 1 In the morning her body laid cosy in bed,
Too focused to notice the breakfast she was fed
Instead she just pondered about what to dread
Like her being the only one 3 steps ahead

On her first step she'd set her intentions for me
On the second she tried to plan all our needs
Then the third we all thought was a horrid vice
As it came in the form of her priceless advice

By the afternoon she had it all written out
Seemed so logical and beyond any doubt
But her passion for planning was hard to accept
So enjoying the moment is what we did instead.

The first step she'd take was too far to achieve
The second was aimed at her own self esteem
By the third I had stepped into some kinda crisis

She wanted to scream but still tried to be nice
She said please don't you dare to ask me twice,
If you care at all for my priceless advice.

Steps Ahead - Part 2 By sunset, I noticed that she was drained,
Still checking that guests are entertained
I said look at the sky it looks like a painting
But she looked at the colors and saw them as stained

Took every word to be an attack
Because her own boundaries were severely lacking
If only if only she thought to herself instead,
meet someone else 3 steps ahead.

She kept saying how that would be a first
If someone else could get there first,
They would travel step by step,
do all the prep, and simply leave her with a map.

Yes in her eyes,
nothing could be more enticing,
than being the receiver of priceless advice.

Steps Ahead - Part 3 Later that night
I got to my bed
Feeling relieved and really glad
To finally rest,
with no worries, no stress
But my dearest friend was exhausted but restless,
However by now all her guests couldn't care less

Then I dreamt that a faint voice overhead,
Came as a warning to me and said,
Life is not about looking ahead,
for not all of life's answers are found in the head

I woke up early and ready to spread
my message to her,
But by then she was dead.
And none of it mattered.
Nothing at all
Except for the lesson,
that carries her on
Wish Me Well Are we blending in or standing out?
Hard to figure as we bounce about.
In a sea of people, in a giant crowd,
Take my hand, hold it proud.
As we banish all doubt.

You wish me well,
but i wish you better,
better yourself.

You give me comfort,
when I'm seeking hell
So much so that I call
on the devil himself.

I'm not ever fully present in reality
So lessons - I confess sometimes escape me.
The memories of all the families I meet
have been integrated into my personality.

running forward in reverse,
it's like a curse, it's like a curse.
I've got my chorus in a verse,
I'ts getting worse, i'm so immersed
My brain might burst.
So allow me to express my thirst.

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