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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

New Lyrics

I've written a few new songs recently...
Haven't felt well enough (I've been sick this week) to sit down and put them to music, but here are the lyrics.

Falling

As I stand/
with my feet in the sand/
the wind is killing the silence/
I think of the day/
I first heard you say/
all we are is empty and senseless/

but I think that we
fall in and out of love
every day/
as I watch you walk away-
I feel my heart flooded by a wave/
of overwhelming fear

I have waited/
argued and debated/
to find the cure for growing up/
nothing will fix/
that which we miss/
all we know is falling down/

but I think that we
fall in and out of love
every day/
we just ride the surftide/
until the perfect wave
comes crashing down/
and as I watch you walk away
I realize I've found my perfect wave/
and I'm ready to fall into the ocean/

So don't walk away/
don't turn me down-
don't walk away
cuz I need you now/
I'm ready to fall into the ocean-
to fall in and out of love everyday-
ready to fall into the ocean/
I'll fall into the ocean-
I'm falling into you.........


Song#2 (currently untitled)

I've got a bruse from where they stuck the needle in/
the blood flows from the walls to save my life again/
how much more can they ask from this life of pain/
this misery taunts me with how alone I am/
and the chip on my shoulder is only the tip/
of what's left of my lonely, broken heart/

*chorus*
the corners of my mind are drawing a blank/
and its your memory which makes me stay/
but I can't live like this-
you won't remember this/
so put on your mask
and wash your hands/
put on your mask
and wash your hands/

lying on the table, the procedure's begun/
leaving behind a life of empty, load your gun/
I don't understand, aren't we all meant for someone?/
I wanna know when its my turn to fall in love/
and in a sea of people calling out to me-
I only wanna hear you whisper my name/

*
the corners of my mind are drawing a blank/
and its your memory which makes me stay/
but I can't live like this/
and you won't remember this/
so put on your mask
and wash your hands/
put on your mask
and wash your hands/

there's a cross to bear and a promise to swear-
as the monitor stops and the IVs tear-
there's a cross to bear and a promise to swear-
and I bet you wouldn't even care to share-
how you gave us a scare?-
how you gave us a scare-
ssh, honey, don't you dare-
you gave us a scare-
so don't you dare try and tell me
this wasn't fair..............




Marty and Mira (this song actually does have music :)

Marty and Mira/
speak French to each other/
Marty and Mira/
go dancing in the orchard/
across the Calico bay/

Marty works hard at his job-
while Mira plays all day/
Marty works to get the money
for the bills they must pay/
They go out walking together-
to see what they can find/
both got a lot to say
but not a trouble on their minds/

Marty and Mira/
only eat Gluten-free/
Marty and Mira/
light candles for each other/
in Roman cathedrals/

Marty plays his guitar-
for Mira everyday/
Mira darns Marty's socks
but they're hopelessly frayed/
they drive across 101-
To Astoria/
gonna burn their troubles away
and fall into the ocean/
Marty and Mira-
Marty and Mira-
Marty and Mira.

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