Monday, August 17, 2009

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!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

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.