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BLACK SMOKE RISING

Soldiers clean their weapons now and kiss their Mom’s goodbye
The elders kiss their crosses hard and send their kids to die
The General sips his gasoline and lights one last cigar

It’s oil, guns and souls tonight
All watch the black smoke rise

This hell on earth, this Babylon, the smell of spoiled meat
My dirty thoughts, my dirty clothes, the stray dog lives in me
Some teenage warrior takes a breathe and holds the pain inside

It’s oil, guns and souls tonight
All watch the black smoke rise

Some day you’ll see
You’ll be free
The moon, the stars, the satellites
One silver jet roars in the night
And on the ground the lives on hold
All watch it passing by
Frame by frame
Another day
One black line closer to home
The sounds of war that wake you
The day will come that they’ll be gone
Some day you’ll see
You’ll be free

Soldiers smoke their cigarettes and burn into the night
A few sand eroded photographs are all that’s left of life
In the dark, the glowing eyes of coyote in the streets
They move like ghosts through fog and war and cry like children scream
Prayers like song rise with the sun and hands begin to shake
You can set your clocks to the brazen call
It’s just another day
This torrid heat, this wall of rust
At dusk the bats all fly

It’s oil, guns and souls tonight
All watch the black smoke rise

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SEE MINOR

If the world is spinning backward
Would you still believe it’s flat?
Go and wish upon a star
And turn to dust at dawn

Another faded picture
A rusty soul trapped in a frame
Is the answer in dead leaves?
Is there color in your dreams?

And if life was black and white
Would the light against a tear
Still fracture to display
All the color in its pain

It’s a sanitary heartbreak
When your gut is lost to flames
You burn hot until a storm rains
And washes all your ash away

Take this crown of thorns And bury it for me
Will dead flowers grow?
Is there ever hope

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UNTIL MORNING

Here it comes again
Don’t ask me to explain
It’s not as simple as sunshine to dark again
Clouds are rolling in
Sometimes they bring the rain
Something as simple as blue skies turn to gray

It’s a little cold outside tonight
Maybe we should stay inside
We can drink until we can see the light
Coming from the East again

We can keep it simple
And I can keep you warm
So kiss me darling until the morning comes

It’s your silhouette
In every lightning strike
Your shadow on the wall is slowly making love to mine
And then rain is gone
But you’re still holding on
And every drop of me is fallen from the sky and gone

Can’t you see the sun is breaking through
Baby I’m still holding you
Something as simple as turning gray to blue
Could it be that you’re in love with me

We can keep it simple
And I can keep you warm
So kiss me darling until the morning comes

My mind runs away with me
I’m still holding on to you
And I won’t let go
I’m holding on
Sleep my love
I’ll hold on
Hold on
The moon will fall
The sun will rise
I’ll be by your side

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WAITING ON ME

Burning down the road in a black 69 Deville
She’s purring like a kitten
Got her opened up to get me there
Cutting through Death Valley like the devils chasing after me
Dirty rust colored heat got me seeing things that shouldn’t be seen
Yeah, I’m doing 95 and I’m half way to Indian Springs
There’s a thunderstorm coming but I’m gonna leave the top down
And let the rain come down on me

I gotta hunger in my belly but I can’t stop
I’m running low on gas but I can’t fill up
I took a shot of something just to stay awake
I’ve been driving three days, I gotta keep it straight
My hearts been rocking like it’s an earthquake
I gotta keep on rolling, my babies waiting
My babies waiting on me

Johnny Cash in my dash and he’s keeping me company
Got her picture on the visor like an angel watching over me
Passed big boy up and he says that it’s 114
Lord, Let that rain come down on me

Passing truckers and bikers
Honeymooners and hookers
Some of them ugly and some them lookers
Hustlers and junkies
I’m passing mad men and dogs
Stray cats, cool cats, all of them gone
City by city unfolds, mile by mile
Ghosts towns, churches, bars and jails off the highway
I’ve seen it all and ain’t none of that matters to me
Got my mind set on New York

I tipped my hat to Vegas but I kept rolling along
My eyes on the road and I’m humming a Ry Cooder song
Sky‘s turning blue to green and she’s on her way from green to black
Up ahead I see the steam but I ain’t letting off the gas
I can smell it on the breeze and it’s all like a dream to me
Took a look back and saw the lightning in my rear view
Oh that sweet rains just ahead of me

I could feel it coming as she opened up
She cooled me down when she spilled her cup
I saw the colors melt right before my eyes
Like champagne kisses just before goodbye

And the desert sparkled like a Tiffany sea
I took a deep breath and I dove right in
Somewhere at the bottom I found my dreams
On my way to you all my dreams found me

Yeah, my girls waiting
She’s been waiting on me
I’m coming home baby
And I’m coming to stay
My babies waiting
My babies waiting on me

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THROWING STONES

Take your anxious pills and settle down
Lay your bony body in the dirt
Trust me now that it won’t hurt long
Close your eyes until the color is gone

Feel the sand swept winds pass over you
A sun so hot that it could drive you mad
The magpie laughs and sings its song
Bitter and alone another day is gone

The hunger itches in your veins
It feels a lot like heroin
And in the sky the magpie’s wing breaks and it falls like a stone

Falls Like a stone
On your soul
On your soul

All these riches don’t mean a thing if you can’t see past their novelty
Temporarily satisfied
Giving in only leaves you hungry and weak

Soak it in until your blood starts to boil
Bite the apple and your Eden will crumble
In this land where the ghosts try to warn you
Drunken, wild eyed stares of a broken soldier

How many sheep will we sacrifice
How many wolves will we make of men
At the waters edge you search your reflection
Empty your lungs, say good bye and dive in

You sink like a stone
Into your soul
Into your soul

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H2O (Here's To Oblivion)

Violent bars are such a draw
So come together one and all
Raise your glass of misery
Let’s toast to our eternity
I saw you dancing in the parade of disco balls and fools charade
You took my hand and brought me in
Out from the cold, I’m not alone
Just one more dance or one more song
One more drink, we’ll stumble home
Kiss this night with wine stained lips
Kiss me good-bye, not tonight

This may be the last memory, we ever have

Here’s to oblivion
Here’s to the very end
Here’s to alive again
Here’s to you my friend

Take you time, it’s all you have
Watch the clock, it’s moving fast
Try to make these moments last
Don’t fall asleep, not tonight
It was sunrise before you shut your eyes
The radio sang us lullabies
Of broken hearts and losing hope
Tonight their words are something more
I felt you sleeping next to me
In a few more hours I’ll have to leave
I’ll carry my heart on my sleeve
And dream of you just like before

This may be the last memory, we ever have

Here’s to oblivion
Here’s to in love again
Here’s to back home again
Here’s to you my love

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HAVE I NOT

I woke up late to this feeling
That something is different
I couldn’t put my finger on it
Just know that something is gone
This rock in my belly sinks me
This weight I’ve carried for years
Feel the lines dig graves in my faith
I find I’m chasing my fear

I feel like I’ve been here before

Someone cried for me but that someone is gone and something is missing from my life
Somebody waits for me but I am so lost and I feel that I’m losing my mind
Somebody prays for me to come back home but I’m still doing my time
My soul is sleeping here
Am I searching for you
Have I lost my way

A faceless procession of wonder
A house on a beach holds a song
Snow angels and a red velvet Jesus
Cold vodka and then you were gone
I could have lost myself in your eyes
I could have clung to you in the sheets
I could have woken my soul on your lips
Instead I left you my ring

I should have danced with you in the dark
All I have now is what if and cash
All these memories are lost in the tide
And I’m drowning to bring them back
Palm trees and sand in my shoes
Just a blur of what could have been
Your song is losing volume
And I am lost in my head

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(WRO)ng

I only hold on to one thing
Does that make me dumb, does that make me weak
If it weren't for you would there even be
This battle between my dreams and my reality

And the War Raged On
Inside my head

Throw the script away when I hear your voice
They're coming over the gates
It doesn't bother me anymore
If it weren't for you would there even be
A difference between the fog of war and what I hope to be

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GRACE

All my friends are spinning winds that wrap around my mind
They travel all across this land, a home in every sip of whiskey
I can hear their words blow across this desert
See their tears fall and make the rain
A flood is coming to carry me home
There’s a storm brewing
The water will soon be raging

Will you take me up in your thunder and sing me to sleep in your altar
Hold me until morning and when the gray sky opens, I’ll feel something that I’ve been
without here
I’ll be met with roaring laughter and singing
I’ll return hope given on loan
When the water recedes and I can breathe again
I’ll feel your breeze and hang up my coat

Stale cigarette smoke and floors sticky with beer
Legs driven by rhythm and wicked with temptation
Negatives of photographs not yet developed and piles of bottle cap flash marks still fresh
in our eyes
We flock to the sounds made by dissipated frustration
And congregate in only the way that we know to celebrate our luck

All my friends are dreams that keep me alive
In all the disappointments, served one heaping spoonful at a time
I’m returned to them
Our time together spills over with joy, elapses like a short cut
Like flipping the pages of a book
The words staying one page ahead at all times but never a race
A comfortable perfection, like sustain
~Jeremy Brizzi~

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