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...KODY...
|MatchboxTwenty|
kody sat down on the avenue
he tapped his feet, to the humming of the highway
he watched the light shine down on the broken glass, and
thought
I don't got no reasons, yet
there it is and there it was
it was clear to all of us
we kept this hat of broken dreams
and we pulled them out, when we needed them around
so please hand me the bottle, I think I'm lonely now
and please give me direction, I think the hurt set in
and I don't feel nothing
there's a squeak hinge down on the back gate
it lets us know if he comes around
I don't sleep that good anyway
if you've never heard that silence, it's a God awful sound
so please hand me the bottle, I think I'm lonely now
and please give me direction, I think the hurt set in
and I don't feel nothing
I don't feel nothing, no I don't feel nothing
there's nothing to feel good about here
don't much get down to the avenue
I could drive, but it takes so much to get there
don't get off on all the broken glass, the cadillac scene,
well
I've seen a lot of good things die and I'm
in an over emotional way
so please hand me the bottle, I think I'm lonely now
and please give me direction, I think the hurt set in
and I don't feel nothing
 ...Wish you were here...
|Pink Floyd|
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old fears,
wish you were here.
 ...Yesterdays Tomorrow...
Time will come and time will go.
All the things I need to know,
I try to find them on and on.
Time has come and time has gone.
...Live your dreams...
dreams are nothing if not fulfilled
theyre only visions that appear
all of your hopes and allyour might
could be washed away just like a tear
nothing more, nothing less
its easy to lose your way
but if youre strong and sont give up
you will live your dreams, SOMEDAY...
...Another Brick in the Wall...
|Pink Floyd|
...we don't need no education
we don't need no thought control
no dark sarcasm in the classrooms
teachers leave them kids alone...
...Alone...
|E.A. Poe|
O! I care not that my earthly lot
Hath - little of Earth in it -
That years of love have been forgot
In the fever of a minute -
I heed not that the desolate
Are happier, sweet, than I -
But that you meddle with my fate
Who am a passer-by.
I heed not that my founts of bliss
Be gushing, oh! with tears
That the tremor ofone kiss
Hath palsied many years -
'Tis not that the flowers of twenty springs
Which have wither'd as they rose
Lie dead on my heart-strings
With the weight of an age of snows.
Nor that the grass - O! may it thrive!
On my grave is growing or grown -
But that, while I am dead and alive
I cannot be, love, alone.
 ...Empty spaces...
|Pink Floyd|
What shall we use to fill the empty
Spaces where we used to talk
How shall I fill the final places
How shall I complete the wall
...Imaginary Flowers...
|REinvented|
we should have talked when we were shy
should have been true instead of lies
misplaced words are inexcusable
we should have been strong when we were weak
been so hungry but we didnt eat
irritated by the circumstance
the problems seed grew in our thoughts
we hung on to things which never been real
glorifying ornaments illusive scent did hide
the consequence
hard to realize too late to compromise
all the time we swallowed lies
never took advice fantasized and gathered
imaginary flowers instead
distorted eyes ignored our needs
imagination was our desease
became the architects of tragedy
held our eyes closed for too long
whats good is gone and weed has grown
since a trifles made us whimsical
a million broken pieces of flowers in
bloom we once created inside
revealing all dissensions
hard to realize too late to compromise
all the time we swallowed lies
never took advice we just let it slide
been too blind to apologize
...gathered imaginary flowers instead...
...Universal Voice...
|Lisa Urban 2001|
From within a cynical world,
A writer of humble upbringing
Dares to share verses of a life once led.
Cryptic stories of personal experience
Composed not to appease an aching soul,
Or heal wounds of the past,
But to speak to a worldwide generation,
Through the ties that bind us together
Love Passion Envy Anger Shame
Boldly reminding us that beyond physical differences,
We share the same humanity.
One I have not met, yet seems to know me so well,
Invokes mirror images of my own life
Allowing the words of this universal voice to ring true in my heart,
By making an unforeseen connection, unlike any Ive ever known before.
This voice of passion and truth, known to some as The Rainmaker
Has the uncanny ability to touch without laying hands on me
And has inspired me to shine even through lifes stormy instances.
For this, my admiration and undying appreciation is displayed here.
Thank you for sharing such an amazing gift with me,
I am a much better person for having listened...
"Im Flugzeug gibt es waehrend starker Turbulenzen keine Atheisten."
|Robert Lembke|
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts And we are never, ever the same.
***In loving memory of Colbee Elaine Raymond***
June, 13th, 1974 - September 19th, 2001
 ...Satisfied Mind...
|Jeff Buckley|
How many times have you heard someone say
if I had his money, I would do things my way
but little they know, that it's so hard to find
one rich man in ten with a satisfied mind
money can't buy back your youth when you're old
friend when you're lonely, oh peace to your soul
the wealthiest person is a pauper at times
compared to the man with a satisfied mind
my life is over and my time has run out
my friends and my loved ones, i'll leave these no doubt
one things for certain, when it comes my time
i'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind
i'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind
Song dedicated to Colbee
|Bryan aka Goaltender29|
"Nothing For You"
Theres no way,
To describe what I want to say.
Theres nothing I can do,
But sit and dream of you.
With every cloud that goes by,
I see you in my mind.
And theres nothing I can say,
To make this hurt go away.
And theres nothing I can do,
But sit all alone and miss you.
Look out to the blue sky,
Might as well be night in my eyes.
Feel the cold breeze blow,
I cant let go.
It just seems so wrong,
I wont believe youre gone.
Theres nothing I can say,
To make this hurt go away.
Theres nothing I can do,
But sit all alone and miss you.
I know you want me to go on,
You want me to smile again.
But I cant break this sadness,
Feeling like this is the end.
Keep those happy times,
Locked safely in my mind.
And though I dont hear a sound,
I know youre always around.
And though there are tears in my eyes,
I know youll help them dry.
Theres nothing I can say,
To tell how much you mean to me.
Theres nothing I can do,
But hold on to thoughts of you.
Youre never really gone,
As long as I keep going on.
 Imagine all the people living life in peace. You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will live as one.
...John Lennon...
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