Infatuated with meVerse 1:Life has always been an open door,I've never met someone like you before.But of course you see,We have no history.Chorus:The time is ours, The time is now.The time will always be,We have no past,Can we have a future?Infatuated with me.Verse 2:I see you, but you don't see me,Classic, that's the way it'll always be.Not into those clichés,For you though I will stay.Chorus:The time is ours, The time is now.The time will always be,We have no past, Can we have a future?Infatuated with me.Verse 3:I once saw you dance,You once saw me bowl.Your dance moves were terrible,In bowling shoes, I am unstable.Chorus:The time is ours, The time is now.The time will always be,We have no past, Can we have a future?Infatuated with me.Bridge:But we never know what to say,We never know what to do.Can we say our future is safe?Is there an us made of me and you?Chorus:The time is ours, The time is now.The time will always be,
Ending of my rejection of nature within the homeMy rejection of nature ended when,The cricket joined me for a shower.The spider checked the plumbing,The daddy long legs fixed the tiling.The death of my rejection continued as,The ants popped into the living room.They borrowed the wifi and used the phone,The lounged on the couch, watching tv.My rejection of nature stopped when,The moths wanted to help cook.They fluttered over our recipes,Joined in switching on the extractor.The finish of my rejection completed as,The flies aided in the sweeping of the hallway.They looked at the contents of the fridge,And joined in the gaining of a snack.I guess bugs don't like rejection from my habitat,As I do not like it from theirs...In which case, other creatures are now rejected from my home.I suspect this rejection will be ended soon.
Not a love storyI don't understand quite understand love. Love at first sight, love over time, love in general, but I tell of a story that isn't a love story.A met B one day at school, the two became friends, twas innocent enough. They had many of the same classes and in particular enjoyed doing things together. A and B grew and changed, until B began to see A differently. Not appropriately might I add. B liked C and liked A, but had fun with D although D was belonging to the close friend of B's E, there was nothing wrong with B, but B loved too quickly and too much, this love was not love but rather lust. Lust that might be the end of B.A did not like B like that, A liked F, but suffered from unrequited love, a pain that destroyed F, even though innocent. F did not like A, in that certain way. B wanted A, A did not want B. B wanted to cause trouble and didn't end well with A. G watched over everything, contemplating these changes in fate. G saw people, saw friends such as H,
IslandI live on an island,Its so far away,I have no friends,No place to stay.An island I call home,An island where I can dance,An island to be alone,An island of chance.I live on an island,A paradise it may be,Glorious white sands,Beautiful turquoise sea.An island I call home,An island where I can dance,An island to be alone,An island of chance.I live on an island,My private safe haven,No persecution at all,A place without slaving.An island I call home,An island where I can dance,An island to be alone,An island of chance.I live on an island,Without any company,Will I find a relationship?There is no one for me.An island I call home,An island where I can dance,An island to be alone,An island of chance.I live on an island,No person can interrupt,This calm simplicity,And my mind's thought.An island I call home,An island where I can dance,An island to be alone,An island of chance.I live on an island,I am truly alone.I fit in no where,Know people with hea
Crucified.The shooting pain beginning in the tips of toes.Reaching, stretching, changing.Rapidly increasing, moving muscle from my bones.Back arched,Heat increased, Fingers seized up in pain.All this bodily terror, but no a sound echoed from my lips.Trapped, mindlessly in a broken body and waiting for death.Crucified.
Will I see you again?I don't know what happened,I don't know how.Something has changed,But I went wow.You made me smile,With those messed up dance moves.Reached for my hand,While I was teaching a groove.The end of the night,Questions of why.We both stared at each other,But only softly said bye.Will I see you again?
Death.I am filled with tears,Mourning your loss.My sadness is contained,I remember you with joy.Your smile, your happiness,Your praise and wonder.Just like the father,I didn't have.The difference is,Between others and myself.I know that you've gone,To a better place.You've gone to rest,To where you ought to be.Your life was a blessing,Enjoy Heaven.
Only...Only the Lord God,Can release all of us from,This world of trouble.
Big-headMe, me, me.I, I, I.Self, self, self.I'm like so amazing,I'm always right.Others get it wrong,And look at me with spite.Me, me, me.I, I, I.Self, self, self.I'm smart and great,I can dance and sing.Look at my stunning clothes,And my sparkly bling.Me, me, me.I, I, I.Self, self, self.They talk behind my back,Those little gossipers.They hate to hear my voice,Jealous try-hard suckers.Me, me, me - stop.I, I, I - stop.Self, self, self - stop.Learn to be humble,Learn to be kind.Learn to be nice,Don't just bare your mind.No me.No I.No self.You can't only think of yourself, you can't just call people names, you can't be horrible for no good reason. You can't do that. You can't hate everyone.
Healed HeartOnce there was a broken,Heart, lay there in its pieces.Fixed by you alone.