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Comment by dantherastaman on September 27, 2010 at 8:00am

Here are some lyrics I wrote, it's only too bad I can't sing as well as I'd like to.
I'd also like to share my music with the world, if anyone is interested.
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Close your eyes and breathe in the dream
rising towards the sky and it seems
Events placed in motion make you want to scream
But you take a deep breath and it fades

Lulled into complacency, there’s no vacancy
In the old motel downtown where you used to stay
So lucky, you never had to pay
While the floorboards creaked and moaned
You were so far from home

Lost in shapes and seeing sounds
There’s no ever coming down
This trip might seem forever
But after there’s something better

Comment by Good Energy on May 11, 2010 at 12:15am

~~~~~running threw~~~~

Running threw
ups and downs
try to find another
who
feels the same way
There's something more to life
Then all of this destruction
Terror and Death
Save your last breath
As the trees fall
I'm jumping off that wall
Beginning a new day
of passion
relaxation
Bless you for coming with me...
Try to follow..............

take a swallow, swallow this, this is a magical, botanical moonbeam made of dreams, you know what I mean?
Diving into a clear splash of you, turning true, true to your roots of life, would you be my wife? Why aren't you? running threw a magical mist, missing your first kiss that I'll make you forget, wet.....oooo feel the cool breeze, just a tingle, just a tease, just a twist, twist of lemon, twist of fate, don't hate, would you be my date? Date upon a midnight clear, have no fear, I have all of your fears right here in my hand. I've captured your breath because you took my breath away.
Breathe..ever so silently. Bending the flower down to you..Do you smell the beauty it sees in you? I do. Getting splashed by a droplet of morning dew, a rainbow fades into the night of sunsets as the plants bloom we've found the magic mushroom, it says to me and you "Adventure awaits. Make no mistakes, it'll open your eyes wider than before but heed this; don't take anymore."
Swallow this and if you want, take my hand as we walk across Mother Earth's land feel her sorrow. We can change tomorrow not tonight because you're with me now and we have to explore each other. We're changing now growing together. As we climb the trees they whisper like bees and we float along the clouds like a stream, moonbeam, dream, feel the naked steam pressing against your body as a drop of sweat follows the curves my eyes follow. A rush of mist i take another and swallow, shallow river I'm revived. how about you? Come with me so we can run threw..
Running threw ups and downs
Where are you? Breathe.
Let yourself be known. We have work to do.

the end.
10/14/01

Comment by Alice Daiguma on May 10, 2010 at 9:37pm

I love the poetry here .. all you mob have very delicious words to share . Thank you

Comment by Good Energy on April 26, 2010 at 1:21pm

Nice Dready Mawma!

Comment by Dready Mawma on April 26, 2010 at 1:03pm

'Fate' crossed lives in shuffling, stumbling
Tumbling steps
A winding dance in form and measure
Led by primal pain and pleasure
By dreams and web'ed thought
And drawn by twisted, ravelling threads
That wizened fingers wrought

Wandering soul with vacant eyes
Lucid mind with torment rife
Stuck somewhere in between
Living and enjoying life

A tale not wrote but often wrought
A life much led but little sought
As apathy and ignorance
With the drugged masses dance
In a soul consuming rot
with little left to chance

One step leads ever to the next
But do they falter ever onward
In an ordered sort of way
Or are we lost in subtle reckonings?
Does the night define the day?

Comment by Good Energy on April 23, 2010 at 1:17pm

~~~~***~~~~Good Morning~~~~***~~~~


I stood up and looked around.
It seemed everyone was passed out, laying on the ground
The daze that clears and the soul asks why, but you can't find the answers
so you don't reply
I step over the lifelessness
and ponder my everyday occurrences
I think to myself
"Whatever happened to mother's everyday assurances?"
Running through mazes, crossing bridges, painting white picket fences, falling off
that broken ladder,....screaming on the rollercoaster...., only getting madder....
.............and then you get off.......
You wake up while everybody's sleeping, you slow down while everybody's leaping, you save your thoughts worth keeping, you stand up and love yourself
Doesn't it feel good to be free?
You throw down those dirty old broken chains
You wash your hands and cleanse your brain
You remove all those clouds and wipe away the rain
And you realize there's got to be a better way
You wake up to find you never went astray
everyone else is lost, passed out, and laying on the ground
And I stood up and looked around
~~~~GOOD MORNING~~~

join me if you will.....

6/2/02

Comment by Good Energy on April 23, 2010 at 1:12pm

hmmm....

I know you've seen those big ol' solid Xmas tree bulbs on the Xmas tree haven't you? What if I told you I lived in one?
I'm not this big for nothing you know.
That's right, that's right...Yep!..that's me!
What do I do? What do YOU do?
I jump skyscraper to skyscraper, cry paper to paper, for all the trees, pleas,
H E M P hospitalitieeees OH and let's not forget the blueberry peas and yes, I'm the magic in Jack's beans, the places you want to see, the places you forget, the sundanced flowers that shoot in the sky, the sweetness in every little girl's eye, the courage in every boy's heart, the unfinished product before you start....
I'm your imagination...
and I'm bored....
use me.

7/15/02

Comment by Good Energy on April 23, 2010 at 4:36am

I'll eventually throw down some words I've written but for now it's off to bed! Cool poetry people. I'm enjoying it all!

Comment by Good Energy on April 23, 2010 at 4:34am

diggin it Brooke!!!

Comment by Shayna on March 25, 2010 at 10:24pm

This one is called Inevitable Atrophy

I sometimes think of you, and how you’re doing
How the distance between us stands a tall concrete wall
I wonder how the city is treating you and I imagine the street lights dancing with you, building you up, displaying your beauty for all the city to see
I sometimes think of you, and how you’re doing
I picture you among friends, none of which I know, all of which differentiating from me
Laughing in your stunted prime, living everyday by day, taking requiem for night
I always think of you, and how you’re doing
It isn’t until I realize that you are perfect isolated from me that I stop thinking of how you’re doing
How you’re doing, and what you are doing doesn’t involve me, and I wouldn’t dare compromise you
You are free, and every action is a reflection of you
That loving you is redundant


I sometimes think of you, and how you’re doing anyways

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