senior goodbye

to all the friends that i have kept,

through silhouettes and savages,

i hope the bonds we've made live long,

when once our days are old and gone.

to all the friends that i have lost,

the selfish and ill-harbored thoughts,

i hope that somehow such would fade,

and love consumes the hate we made.

to all the beauties i have chased,

stay beautiful, and keep your grace.

for some day, some man not i,

will love you truly all your days.

too all the ones i never knew,

the best of luck to you and you,

we never had the time to spare,

im sorry for the awkward stare.

to all the ones who read this far,

who cared enough for what i felt,

and understood my point of view,

i can really only say, thank you.

Memorized?

i have memorized your smile

down to the curving of your lips,

up to the fall of your eyelids.

and ive memorized your scent,

whenever im cold and im alone,

i can still smell you on this scarf you knit.

i have memorized your voice,

you always sing a bit off tune,

but that doesnt that i dont love to hear you.

and ive memorized your touch,

you slightly tremble when we kiss,

the motions down on through to your fingertips

i trace my fingers down the curves around your face.

so lucky i met you.

so lucky i met you.

i tried to memorized the warmth of your embrace.

how could i forget you?

how could i forget you?

i have memorized your eyes.

brown was never my favorite colour,

but it looks better on you than any other.

and i have memorized your heart.

it beats in perfect tune with mine,

i learned this while checking all your vital signs.

i trace my fingers down the curves around your face.

so lucky i met you.

so lucky i met you.

i tried to memorized the warmth of your embrace.

how could i forget you?

how could i forget you?

i have memorized your smile,

to the faintest dimples on your cheek,

and i have memorized your scent,

you know im intoxicated.

i have memorized your voice,

every sound and breath, and tone

i have memorized you touvh,

have you memorized me too?

have you memorized me too?

ive fallen so in love with you..

so have you memorized me too?

Bad Girls Black Dresses

bumping, griding, moving to the beat and,

youre in love and she aint got a boyfriend.

bad girls in black dresses,

good boys with nice shoes.

how he could possibly resist her body language,

shes got a plan i hope he does too

i just need some sunlight.

lincoln

walked up, shot him in the head.

shot him dead. left him bleeding, he died in his bed.

he only meant to save his country from civil war,

confederates killed him instead.

it would have been easier to just let him do his job.

he would have moderate, unless you were a military cop, but even then.

he just wanted one strong union where together we stand, black and white, hand in hand.

i dont mean to be corny, but between the president and congress,

the path was pretty thorny. oh this road, so radical, the full reconstruction,

all types of destruction, could it have been avoided? oh well.

cuz lincoln died that day, while he was watching a play with his wife, what a way to go.

i guess well never know what it would have been like if lincoln had more scores, so many years ago.

beauty and her beasts

i said, youve got this wild posture,

and thats exactly where i lost her.

she gave that smile

she was wonderin just how much it would cost her,

to spend the night with me,

to walk into this probable disaster.

cuz anyone could see,

that im the type of guy whod cast her,

off into the great sea,

to face her fears in stormy waters.

she doesnt need me

to know that jesus has abandoned her.

anyone can see, behind her smile is tragedy.

and im not here to calm your heartbeats.

she said youve got this wild stature.

and thats exactly where i lost her.

i gave her this smile. was wonderin how much it would cost, oh

to spend the night her.

to walk into my probable disaster.

cuz anyone could see,

thats shes the type of girl whod cast me,

off into the great space,

to face my fears in starry warzones.

i saw it in her face.

i knew that jesus had been watching.

no one else could see, behind my words lie blasphemy,

shes came to me to quell my heartbeats.

arose the beast from deep sea waters,

arose the beast from starlit space.

i drew my sword, i drew my conscience,

she drew a blade, in amnesty.

the beasts were wild, for blood they quivered,

their teeth as sharp as knives and shades.

i took her hand, she took my judgement,

we flew above the the crashing waves.

the darkness took over my body,

i swung away, i spent my prime,

the evil sanctified her body,

heroines beauty full fledged crime.

she claimed no god but she had spirits,

they helped crush the beasts i found,

and in my awe as i approached her,

it seems the beast had cut me down..

your friendly neighborhood spiderman, is not that man youre after.

hes not the type of guy who keeps a girlfriend. relationships dont matter.

why dont you try for a guy like me? a bit like peter parker.

im not be a super hero. but im pretty good photographer.

im not spiderman, im better.

and youre no maryjane, but i would rather spend my time with you.

i dont wear tights, i wear nice sweaters,

trust me my damsel in distress it dont matter how i dress

i may not be strong and fast like superman,

but if you want i can wear a spacious cape and we and celebrate inside,

under the covers im the better lover you can be sure of that

just give me a chance to show you what i am

im no superman, im better

and youre no lois lane but i would rather spend my time with you

i dont wear tights, i dont like leather

but trust my damsel in distress as far suitors go im the best

ive got my gifts ive got my curses.

youve got your words, and your curves,

baby trust me i can be your man forevermore

just give me a call and ill come bursting through the door!

Yellow Bells

if it were up to me things would be better,

no more crying on your sweater,

wed be in paradise,

however you define it. are you pious? is it tropical?

hows the weather in the homeland? i hear its warmer than this east coast,

where were still fighting for the freedom to fight for something worth fighting for.

were only children, but that doesnt that were too young to dream.

weve only so much time before we turn 18.

wed live the good life then, if it were up to me

you never chose to live this way, you just grew older everyday.

you took your time. you kept your place, but demons took your love away.

we were only children, but that didnt mean we had no right to dream.

our lives decided before we could turn 18.

youd have lived a different life, it it were up to me.

the life you lived was not your choice, but they need hero, yes they needed a voice.

the life they gave is what you chose, you did your best, our hearts all rose.

and soon the cancer in your veins will take you home..

yellow ribbons on the trees,

yellow clothes on every yellow human being.

yellow bells will ring as yellow voices sing.

When The Light Go Out Pt 2

my dear, have no fear.

when the lights start to fade, ill be here.

and all our dreams will soon be clear.

the two of us, we dream as one.

the two of us, take breath as one.

when the lights go out, i will be waiting here.

to take you far away, so we can disappear

into a brand new world completely void of fear.

its time to run.

when the lights go out im gone, 

cuz weve been waiting here too long,

well go so far away, well run,

right past this morning limelight sun.

its time to run.

see ive been walking down this road thats become too long for me.

im done conforming to this weather this rain this snow this sleet.

im not afraid to die. im not afraid to bleed, and love, and fight.

i remember i was five years old when i fell in love for the very first time,

though most would call it a crush i knew that was in love, it was a feeling of a very special kind.

she was the prettiest girl in the first grade, i had my mind set on making her mine.

its too bad i was a geek, none of the girls would have me, it was a feeling of the very worst kind.

i got to 8th grade, i know it seemed a little late, but its been the same girl for all of this time.

i put my heart on the line, she picked it up right on time, it was amazing just to know she was mine for a short time.

i got high school, and fell for the girl next door, she liked my lyrics and i liked her style.

and i wrote her a song , and it wasnt very long til it was obvious her heart was mine.

it never worked out, not so sure what happened. thought that it was perfect,

she had a boyfriend, guess she wouldnt leave him, guess i wasnt worth it.

i figured i was on the wrong track, wasnt just a set back, thought i just couldnt be loved,

i met a different girl, and i could tell by her smile, id always been looking for a dreamer,

Prom Night

tell me did you enjoy prom night?

or did your plan not go quite as you had planned?

did your suit fit right? did your tie stay straight?

did you keep your cards safe in your hand?

did you see her in all of her beauty?

did she look perfect in that little dress?

did your heart beat so fast that your thoughts gave no rest?

did she smile at your nervousness?

did you dance with your bodies so close,

that your feared that your heart might explode,

did you tell her, you cowardly dancer,

oh the words that you hadnt told?

oh ill assume that you could barely focus,

watching her hips shaking hands in the air,

and all though the whole crowd was roaring around you,

it stilled seemed like there was no there,

but you and she was guiding your hands

through the curses and curves,

so tempting exciting, its all just a blur.

so you took her out for the last slow dance,

and had her hands firm on your shoulders,

head resting on your chest,

she was so fly, you felt so high..

and like the last good scene in your movie, you kissed her,

like no one was watching, like no one would care,

like nothing else mattered tonight or the next day,

no nothing but the girl and your plan.

and she took you home that night,

she was dying for a fight to the death,

she let go of her dress,

you let go of your sense,

the time was right, the air was pure,

the blood was rushing, a night well spent.

but the truth is that none of this happened,

you missed out on the perfect chance,

you waited to long to admit you were feeling,

she slow danced with some other guy,

oh damn..

The Call Out.

i ripped my heart out and showed her how each string

entangled nicely into the threads that layout

the kind of love that pursued her.

she simply smiled, and then my pulse ran out.

she turned around, swing swing,

she sang her heart to the moon,

the airwaves brought me every sound,

her pitch was off she had no timing,

she was a treasure found.

i wish i knew who she was singing to, i wish i knew,

i wish that she knew too.

i wish i knew what i could say to make heart sway..

if i called her name through the airwaves,

would she call mine back, would she call mine back?

if i sent my love on paper plane.

would she send love back? would she send love back?

N/A

she used to be a pretty girl in my eyes,

but she changed,

suddenly beauty was erased,

replaced with overwhelming dangerous intentions,

lust and shame,