WALKING SEPARATE WAYS
I tore my life in two and pulled the ends apart…are you seeing who you want to see?…cause I feel caught in the middle…I’m both the sinner and the gentleman at heart, and I accept that without questioning cause I’m so sick of the riddle…I’m caught between two lives and every second I’m away I check reflections so i won’t forget my face…and it’s alright cause I will never let it change…and it’s that common ground that calms me as I’m walking separate ways…It’s been a wile, how i’ve threaded both my lives…I spend a little too much of my time in one and I damage the other…I’ll stay on trial, let them judge amongst their thoughts…its all petty misconceptions at the fault…and I’ll always recover…I’m caught between two lives and it’s alright…it’s alright
If actions speak louder than words I’ll make it clear by clenching both my fists I know my clarity is here…and it’s been a long way down for me…it’s been a long way down, but now I finally see…believe too long and it starts coming true…it could be wrong, but it won’t matter…am I the only one who sees what you’ve become?…another way to say that there is nothing left…someone I used to know buried so far below…and now we’re buried under what we’ll never understand…like a stranger, I am on the outside looking in…I tore myself apart and I am left a skeleton…and it’s been a long way down for me…it’s been a long way down, but now I finally see…I will never understand
So I build the world around me like a blueprint i’ve been studying for years, and i’ve been getting lost along the way…as I disconnect the past and present, others have defined my biggest fears…now I don’t hear a single word they say…open eyes, clouded for a history…walking blind, believing what we think we believe…we won’t stop building in our invisible worlds…and when they fall, the clarity will kill us all…it comes to us by nature, confidence in how it all should be…everyone’s a criminal of pride…we reach inside of one another, vilify the past and let it speak, and whatever remains is cast aside…we build our walls and hope they never fade away…and what feels like comfort ends up being our decay…until open eyes, clouded from a history, come to find all the people underneath
I lost myself in her again, but I don’t care…and even when I’m all alone, she’s standing there…so I lie awake and I waste away to disappear for a moment…is she only in my dreams?…will I ever be released?…she’s my best mistake and I like paying for it…over analytical and open wide…we’re conjuring the chemical side by side…we’re tangled up and we hide away to leave the world for a moment…is she only in my dreams?…will i ever be released?…she’s my best mistake and I like paying for it…she’s consuming constantly and I forget everything I need…she’s my best mistake and I like paying for it
All the girls and boys who fill their voids with anything that comes…are aware of what you’ve done?…cause I can’t believe the mockery, the mess you’ve made of love…if you hunt for a word, the feeling will never come…and I try to see through open eyes…and I try to learn the lesson…then i let it die…lost love, push shove, feel it in my bones again…and that weight will drown me, crown me king of all the skeletons…and although I may walk with the dead men, I won’t stop til I know when this will end like everything must end…and outgrow my bones again…all the suits and ties afraid of time will never make amends…are you aware you’ll come undone?…you think you’ll fly beyond our sky and the ground won’t see you end, but you’re only melting in the sun…tear those wings off you are one of us…why can’t you see you could be free again if you just simply choose to be?…I swear you could make it feel good again if you just simply let it be
I’ve been away for months and I can’t really take it anymore…cause every time I go I learn the hours better than before…I know there’s twenty-four and they’re moving slow because the minutes carry me away…am I spending time?…is it spending me?…cause every second feels like it’s a day…where did it go?…I never cared for tomorrow…just a wonderful lie, the confident kid who would never die…the world is weighing down and I just can’t ignore it anymore…cause every time I leave it kills me as i’m walking out the door…for I am well aware this is all I have, people and places that i’ve grown to need…and it’s enough to make every second seem like it’s the currency of feeling free…it’s broken my heart and i’m seeing inside…with every breath I take I am more aware of time…where can I find the peace of mind that I had back then?…where did it go?
EVERY DAY IS A NEW LIFE
I see it every time that i’m walking around…too many broken faces pointed straight to the ground…a brand new beaten posture that is built by the weight of a brand new world…and I can’t help but notice there’s a subtle worry looming…the broken state of everything is making broken humans…it goes on long enough and it awakens evolution and we disappear…Oh No, can’t you see you’re in control?…get out of your heart, get out of your head, let go…Everyday is a new life if you say…get out of my heart, get out of my head, awake i’m alive, asleep i’m dead…control what you can,disregard the fabricated law of the land, and know that you can do much more with a day then just survive…the beauty of perspective is how easily it changes…life can be as beautiful and all you want to make it…it goes on long enough and evolution is awakened and we carry on…I wait for you to say I know my life doesn’t have to feel this way…the darkness doesn’t have to swallow you whole…oh I swear you’re in control
THE DESCENT OF MAN
I admit the rotting state of chivalry…and I am well aware that vermin will infest my city streets…but I never thought that I’d find you walking with the worst of them, ignoring what you knew…didn’t cross your mind?…I didn’t ask to hear it…you were looking, you were thinking “why not she’s worth it?”…couldn’t wait to find her drinking, my god you’re worthless…I thought I knew you and I thought I could believe the words you say…you took advantage anyway…I understand the trying times…and I believe that every criminal should pay for all their crime…but I never thought I’d find a friend in such blatant disregard for how it all would end…now you’ve crossed the line, don’t fuck with my life…you keep alluding to the truth you’ll never say…with every loaded word you’ll blow yourself away…i’m at a loss, just who the hell do you think you are?…you took advantage anyway
WHAT WE WAIT FOR
The world’s supposed to spin one way…and all of us move along?…then why does it feel like this?…like everything about it is wrong…the human race is on the run…at risk of being thrown away…a species left without a cause…each person less unique each day…what is it that we wait for?…what is it that awakens inside us to be more?…I believe that we’re sleeping and wasting all of our time…what is it that we wait for?…consuming personalities and shopping for a skin to wear…we’d rather be somebody else then build upon what’s already there…and we all begin to fade away, swallowed by the softening times…the consequences sing us to sleep…arrested by a lullaby…we’ve been sleeping for years…walking our lines…dying to live with the softening times…why do we go and bury our lives secretly knowing why?
Now i’m gonna beg you to leave your books at home…stand still all alone and feel what you really are…part of a war…armed with words to say…though the truth is all man made you stay in a prison with no bars…firing away…you search for an answer and divide the human race…void of fact or void of faith there will always be a part out of your reach…an elusive piece will constantly destroy your head and heart…as you look to the heavens, as you question the sea, you will disregard the life that’s in between…cause above it all you will never know…you may dawn your wings, you may decompose…in the end you’ll know, but for now don’t miss a thing…you may side with science, you may side with god, but you’re human being above it all…the “truth” may divide you, but the truth is you’re flawed…you are human being above it all
NOT GIVING UP…NOT YET
Another day that feels like falling, as I hear direction calling me away from those paths I chose when I was twenty three…and I know its detrimental, cause when I miss my potential i can hardly sleep…but when I do I die in all my dreams…cause it pains me to think, could I have been better in another life?…I don’t want to know…I have come this far and i’m not giving up…not yet, not yet, not yet, no…though I gamble with everything I love…I can’t live a perfect life and I know that there’s no answer…but I know that i’m not giving up…and i’d trade these easy vices for an end to sacrifices…I have run my hands through heaven and I have dipped my feet in hell but my days have served me well…I know how to lose everything and pick up where I fell…if I could try another life, how would I know I’d get it right?…a different man, a different mind…another soul who’d die to feel alive…I can live this perfect life and I won’t care if there’s an answer