"Look unto me, and ye be saved, all the ends of the earth, for I am God, and there is none else." Isaiah 45:22

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Insides and out

Oh God here it comes again
We have played this game before
What you say, oh it is what you say
You are coming to get us, to claim what you have made

I am going to hide; I can put you aside so I can shine
I am nature first
I am going to find out all the little secrets that are kept from us
If we find out
What it would do to you and the stories man has created

I can create them too
I can create them too

Lets create some false realities to fall in to
Because it feels good
Oh it feels so good

Condemn me now for speaking the words written on my heart
I will through them at you with out knowledge of what they mean
Or who you are

Haven’t we played this game before?
I have seen this face before
Look at me
Laugh, you cant save the world
Tell me what you fight for
Tell me about you gods and devils
Tel me about your GOD and your DEVIL

All you have are words,
They don’t go much father then the time it takes to die down
Whose words are you going rise above
Lets bring you down and see what you are really about

Show me your insides
Show me your blues and reds that run to your bones, creator
Which of us are coming to get, what parts are you willing to claim

I created some false realities to fall in to
Because it feels good
Oh it feels so good

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Not US

We sit back and watch from a different pair of glass eyes
not by choice, and sometimes not by will
it is what has been given to us
this is ours to call our own
our veins are made up of blue and red
blue for you, red for me
We burn a little for you and everyone we touch
not by choice, and sometimes not by will
We wish we could come down and be the way you want us to be
dress me up call me your own
move my mouth move my head
I am who you make me to be now
isn’t this what you want
you cant get in though
we wont let you
We have been graced far too much to settle we are made just this wayto burn and shine
there is more to prove than ourselves
it is not to us

Remaining

I will wait patiently for you
I have listened to the stories of you, and wondered how true you are
Or how true I am to you
But I promised I’d wait
What if you come, and by bones are but dust to you, and nothing else
What if you come and love is the core of my bones
Then how true were you ever to walk with us
We have been promised real big things
But they don’t mean anything
I want believe, I want to believe that there is a subsidiary place for me to be
But I can’t
I can’t believe that husbands and wives just don’t exist
I will be ok living in the middle proclaiming your name for the maker of my bones
And I will wait patiently for you,
Maker of my Bones

White Out

Welcome you monotonous custom,
Welcome only because I can not stop you
Lips move and turn about
Eyes squeeze shut, tightly to make it stopbut it doesn’t, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t feel

These forced words, and my motionless ways
Bringing some uncontrollable, unstoppable knowledge
That captivity is in the mind, and everywhere you are.

There is a blankness surrounding the backs of your eyes,
As if you were never really existing

Welcome you droning people,
Welcome only because I can not get away from you
Lips move and turn about
My eyes squeeze shut, tightly to make it stop
But it doesn’t, it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t feel