Sin City

Lets assume I am riding with Travis Bickle in his Taxi and we run into Dylan with his placards for 'Subterranean homesick blues'… and I decide to take notes…what follows is one of my more bizarre attempts..don't expect any finesse in it :p

Sin City

Killer dogs roam the streets at night
and darkness seeks silver moonlight
rotten leaves traipse in the wind
the night sky wears an emerald tint
the righteous few have been laid to rest
the living dead start to infest
the winds of change have aborted
our collective vision is distorted
the weatherman's been slain at his game
we fantasize our rise to fame
the street walker flaunts her wares
the night stalker seeks to scare
the wedding bride burns her gown
the groom's chosen to flee town
the sunset warrior bleeds into the night
he's lost his battles and his rights
the manic preacher's left his soapbox
the last ship has left the docks
the lonesome gunner takes aim
at the estranged wife who stakes her claim
the minions of dusk seek to slay
as the keepers of faith kneel to pray
the gloom chugs into dawn
ignoring prophecies that have warned
the concrete jungle goes up in smoke
the firemen are busy playing poker
the morbid midwife conspires to abort
the newborn's life is cut short
the gambler fights against all odds
while the bookmaker smiles and nods
the copper cocks his semi-automatic
but his CB picks up only static
the crazed strangler's on the loose
armed with his dangling noose
the hooded avenger fires his gun
sanity spirals into oblivion
the legionnaires of the sea raid the shore
as the lost ark comes in for more
the piper blows his clarion call
the hordes run in panic and fall
the vulgar games draw to a close
its time to clean up the shores
vultures circle the city square
stuck in the middle of nowhere
city of night, city of pain
to wash your sins the heavens shall rain

Mariner,reborn

As the hungry horizon swallows the waning sun
shadows of fear curl around the walls of his mind
peeling the paint, with its acid caress
causing soft agony that seeks surreal sedation
as he drifts, into unconsciousness
and quiet dreams sail an iron sea
aided by a moral compass
promising direction,its needle pointing
toward a distant undertow that beckons below
to blinding depths where rusted portholes
of ancient flagships lie in sacred solitude
harboring chronicles of past vanguards
and their voyages that inspire rebirth
to transcend waves of doubt and crystallize hopes
that promise him eternal liberation,he,
the shackled mariner,the jettisoned survivor

Quicksilver Woman

Was it sanity you lost
when the forbidden line was crossed
or was your mind's eye open all along
that separated right from wrong
Was it pride that you swallowed
when you begged and borrowed
or was it merely staged
like the time the war was waged
Was it pain that you felt
when your naked soul knelt
before time and truth
stripped you of your youth
Was it love that you killed
when your chalice was filled
with wine from grapes of wrath
that promised a bitter sabbath
Was it fear that you embraced
when you were faced
with choices that hailed
for walls to be scaled
Was it hate that you spread
when your ego wasn't fed
and the mirrors spoke
of truth that'd awoke
Was it jealousy that arose
when the doors had closed
and wisdom beckoned
every wilting second
Was it change that dawned
when your hope fawned
and you turned back time
hoping to find your mind

Beasts of Bedlam

We're beasts of pain wandering in desolation
through imaginary deserts to an infinite horizon
we're lost mortals of the unseen maker
nomads seeking an eternal place in the sun

We're beasts of lust wandering in degeneration
through shallow cesspools as black as hell,
we're vain and naive in our stunted evolution
zombies programmed to think normalcy is swell

We're beasts of unrest wandering in desperation
through burnt prairies in search of salvation,
we're masked pretenders in one long masquerade
under the spell of the pseudo-shaman's incantation

We're beasts of greed wandering in disjunction
sailing on a frozen sea with contrived zeal,
we're chronic misfits on this lonely planet
fuelled by neurosis to destroy everything that's real

We're beasts of bedlam,conspiring high pandemonium
on this ancient paradise that we never owned,
The horsemen of apocalypse are lurking around the corner,
storm riders who will strike from gateways unknown

Carnival woman

My little child woman, remember when the carnival came to town
and you said you'll truly feel at home with all the jugglers and clowns
you ran gleefully after the pink cotton candy trail to stuff your face
but they tricked you and you fell under the spell of their cheap purple haze

My little child woman, remember when the carnival came to town
you thought the bears and the monkeys would help you wipe your frown
you were fooled by the phoney ringmaster who feigned bravery and power
and you ended up driving around circles in your broken bumper car

Remember the mad hatted uni-cyclist and the ferris wheel that made you tipsy?
the dwarf that walked on stilts and the scary crystal ball gypsy
Did you find joy in that masquerade of make believe and pretence?
why did it take you so long to realize that none of it made any sense?

My little child woman, remember when the carnival came to town
and you wanted to paint your face neon green at night and swirl around
But you never quite glowed in the dark because you never wanted to dream
how could you, when you were busy throwing pies coated with whipped cream

Remember the house of trick mirrors and the old sailor's talking parrot
they all had you running blind after a dangling half eaten carrot
and you ran into the top hatted , raven caped magician with his bag of illusions
your ecstasy vial was running on empty and you had to fight your delusions

My little child woman, remember when the carnival came to town
and you climbed onto the high trapeze, lost your grip and came crashing down
Alright , they all signed your broken arm cast and then you beamed with pride
but when the time came for them to close shop, you had no place to hide

Remember the tiger skin clad strong man on dope and the siamese twins
the acrobats on the tight rope and the worn out trampolines
Was that really the photograph you wanted to be framed in?
Aahh, but then it rained,oh how it poured and the center tent caved in…

Bohemian wanderer

Did you go chasing after wild horses?
you Bohemian wanderer,you lone ranger
the land of Giants beckons,with its forces
Are you welcome,you awkward stranger?

Or did you go swimming in turbulent waters?
in search of an island paradise,
seeking the hands of King's daughters
Are you awake now,are you wise?

Did you try flying among eagles?
were you trying to reach for the sun?
with your measured ascent,slow but regal
will you keep soaring,or are you already done?

Has the ego finally landed,will you stay?
have you gotten rid of your blinders?
'cause judgement day isn't far away
and you would'nt want to end up as an organ grinder.

Black and Light

The solitary flame's flicker has gone out
here I stand, shrouded in silent darkness,
the blind man no more,I think see much better now
doesn't it sound absurd,this ironic prowess?

The burning embers of the past settle softly on the floor
forming a black carpet silhouetting buried memories,
the acrid air around me burns my eyes ever more
I feel a stream of black in my swollen arteries

Now I'm trying to seek tranquility in solitary madness
I'm learning to balance the scales and find equilibrium,
No testaments to assure me that I'll get through unscathed
these superfluous scars I'll heal,with truth as my numbing opium

The solitary flame's flicker has gone out
here I stand, warped in static space and time
but I'll dust off all those clinging fears and doubts
don't need an artificial flame,I'll make my own sunshine...

Requiem for a Dream

Does it ever make you wonder
why some people are just passing through
those that you long to hold on to, just for a lifetime longer
choose to engulf you in their cloak of warmth, only to bid adieu

You marvel at the magic they’ve weaved over you
leaving you enthralled and entwined in its magnificent splendor
but only to turn all that golden brilliance to hues of dark blue
leaving the canvas unfinished with no masterpiece rendered

The random forces of destiny conspire to give you temporary wings
leaving you in total awe of its undecipherable patterns
random acts of kindness perhaps, these littlest things
but powerful and intense like an eternal glow from an unquenchable lantern

You then try and learn to admire without desiring, as a wise man said
and so you try and untie those gleaming fetters of possession
but then paranoia strikes to leave you cowering in apprehension and dread
as you are all too aware of the cruel smirks of Time’s undulations

Does it ever make you wonder
why some people are just passing through
perhaps they were only meant to make you ponder
what could have been if only marvelous dreams came true

Robes of silence

The lady's wrapped in robes of silence
I can see her ring finger's bare
the words from her lips are rare
mystic metaphors lace her parlance

I'm learnin',I'm still learnin'
to find out what her cryptic words mean
my patience is being stretched lean
but the flame of hope it keeps on burnin'

she's got hair of auburn,blazing
she's got eyes as black as coal
when she stares into my empty soul
I feel alive and a new hope is rising

I'm learnin,I'm still learnin'
to read the language of her eyes
she's as unpredictable as a pair of dice
the roulette wheel of time it keeps on turnin'

The lady's wrapped in robes of silence
she refuses to unveil her thoughts
she's left me to connect the dots
and picture what lies beyond her fence

O beleaguered pretender...

O beleaguered pretender,snap out of your trance
let the sands of remainders slip through your hands
your clocks stopped ticking, it needs to be wound
and stop scrounging around in lost and found

your mirror reflects the hole in your soul
the stained marble 'neath yer feet,aint it cold?
are you Rodin's Thinker,what're you contemplating?
sweep away burnt clinkers,stop hallucinating

O beleaguered pretender,snap out of your trance
dont you dare cast another backward glance
your past baggage will only pull you down
your shady visage will linger on low ground

your mirror reflects the man behind the mask
he's got the answers to the questions you seek to ask
help him unmask and break out of your shell
then you'll talk of the demons of fear that he fell

I'll keep walkin'

I've walked past hollow graves
got nothin' to look back upon
like a new song hitting the air waves
I could be a king or just a pawn

I'll keep walkin',till the end of the day
no cops on duty and no thieves
its just me alone on the highway
trudging through fallen leaves

I've walked past burning bridges
no need to cross them again
I've trashed all those crumpling ledgers
it seems I'm on uncharted terrain

I'll keep walkin',long journey into the night
I can hear the lone wolf howling
but I'm past beyond caring or fright
my mystic shadow's gone prowling

I've walked past tumbling towers
they never were really tall
fallen out of favour with masked powers
blind fools who've seeked my fall

I'll keep walkin',till another sunrise
I can see a new dawn awaken
bright sunlight wont blind my weary eyes
shallow dreams I've forsaken

I've walked through rumbling rainstorms
fallen into puddles and drenched to the bone
yearned for a lovers embrace to keep me warm
I'm gonna take her by the hand and lead her home

Fly beside me

Can you feel that wary frisson
I wish you were more lissome
when the twain does meet
ya gotta be up and on your feet
you think yer playing safe
and you treat me like a waif
but you know that yer wrong
to keep me waiting for so long
old scars ache,you start reminiscing
for heaven's sake,NOW is what yer missing
you think you'll get hurt again
but you wont,I know your pain
ya gotta learn to trust me
dont leave me alone or encrust me
I've got you in my sights
when I perch in my lofty heights
like an eagle from the sky
when I see you I soar high
the air on top is lonely
but that'll change if only
you decide to fly beside me
dont let the clouds hide me

Rap-sody in Blue

Trippin' over little things
hopin' for wondrous flings
quittin' in the boxing ring
gropin' like a blind king
life's gettin bitter how
I feel like a quitter now
trapped in this slaughter pit
deserted and I've lost my wit
there's a glimmer in sight
in this moonless night
the stars decide to bless me
they send you to fetch me
you throw me a rope
you fill me with hope
but I've afraid to grab it
are you the mystic white rabbit?
will you pull me out
will you slay my doubts
take me to your wonderland
my ships been flying unmanned
let me ride on your train of thought
and linger in your parking lot
but I find your air of silence
and your picket fence
quite unnerving,dont you feel
ain't I deserving,dont make me kneel
when you pass my way
check to cheek I wanna sway
see, the music's just begun
girl, you know I'm the one
Is this the song you need
to hear to make you heed
don't think I'm just flirtin'
ya know that I'm also courtin'
girl,walk into my life
I need you be my wife
we'll make a lovely scene
me the king and you my Queen

The Crimson river

'neath the campus grounds runs a crimson river
the lone gunner sought to take them all
the vengeful Class warrior, forced to pull the trigger
his aim was clear and final,the devil had called

these virgin lands of sacred learning
now blackened by this tragic crime of hate
not long before you see more stakes burning
up in arms they'll all be, oh cruel arms of fate

a wordsmith was he,but one engulfed by rage
the gun dwarfed the pen ,he spoke of being cornered
and now as the cops survey the bloody wreckage
they find he'd harbored delusions of a martyr's honor

32 rang the toll of dead,and plenty fighting to survive
the gunner scared of life,decided to take his own life too
'morrow these horrors will be recalled by those who're alive
only to find them being repeated,under another blood stained hue

The guardsmen have departed

The guardsmen have departed for a reason
deserting you in your hour of need
you think they oughta be tried for high treason
you shoulda stopped exploiting them for your greed

"you'll get by fine", one of them says
"but but ya gotta open your eyes",says the other
your smug faith has led you to decay
you gotta confess to your blood brother

the lone ranger , now you gotta stride
in search of truth ,to find your salvation
passing by strangers,to find your bride
yer riding through the sands of starvation

the guardsmen have departed for a reason
deserting you in your hour of need
its gonna be one long and lonesome season
but your gates are unwatched now,you've been freed

"call us when you need us" ,one of them says
"but weigh them with care,lest they're trivial", says the other
yer sails are ready for the seas, anchors aweigh
yer the captain and the crew,both as one and not another

the solitary sailor, now ya gotta sail
in search of honest shores to find your soul
your keel may get dented,but you shall not quail
your mortal flesh may flinch, ya gotta face the cold

the guardsmen have departed for a reason
deserting you in your hour of need
the crown of glory,it sure ain't free,son
the league of honor,ya gotta be worthy of its creed

Hope

What good is hope, when all it causes is intemperate hurt
when of all the things you seek,you are denied its comfort
what good is hope, when all it inflicts upon you is pain
when you seek eternal joy and only end up with refrain
what good is hope, when all you hear is its silence
when you seek its aural tingle but are left asking "whence"
what good is hope, when all you behold is its darkness
when the image of the love you seek is only an illusory mess
what good is hope, when everything you've craved for is denied
when the promise of amelioration decides to withdraw itself and hide
what good is hope, when you have lost your faith in Hope itself
for its elusive charms will someday smile upon you to help you find yourself

On the road again

Once yer past the gates,yer free to fly or fall
you'll probably end up getting stonewalled
go to her,she calls to you in silent whispers
but watch out that it don't cause no blisters

you've got miles to go before you cross the border
you've got plenty of rubber to burn,highway fodder
dont race too soon lest you swerve off track
but dont slow down yet,else you'll fall way back

there're signposts erected all along the footpath
watch the traffic,you dont want no bloodbath
better get yer blinkers fixed,son,they've gone dead
gotta let her know the direction in which yer headed

your highway's leading straight to the truth
can you feel the heat beneath your boots?
doesn't the hot leather make you squirm?
ya know yer on trial, ya gotta stay firm

Flying High

I'm flying high,high over these lonely roads
passing over uncrowned treetrunks
high over fallen hedgerows
I guess my fears are now defunct

I'm flying high,high over these misty mountains
soaring past eagles,brave and proud
high over these barren sands
I guess I've risen above the crowd

I'm flying high,high over ravaged meadows
passing through clouds,white and pure
high over these deserted shores
I guess I've found my cure

I'm flying high,high over these stormy seas
soaring past those false horizons
I've found serenity and peace
I guess a new dawn's sun has risen

Call to arms

The pipers at the gates,sounding his final clarion
you're running late, but you've got to carry on
there're unfinished deals waiting to be sealed
forgotten promises to be kept and faith to be healed
the hourglass is running on empty,slow down oh sands of time
things to do aplenty,your indecision is but,a punishable crime
past glories have been laid to rest in search of fresh battles
fear not the hot iron brand,run free among unherded cattle
revel in those frenetic moments over uncharted realms
feast in the meadows of evergreen hopes and dreams
and feed those famished desires till they come to life
the august harvest is at arms reach and the time is ripe
to spring into shoots from subterranean roots of fear
let not another chance pass by,for it will cost you dear
for the hallows of past regrets will haunt you, perennial
and you'll find yourself battling against constant denial
for what is a victory if not laced with loss and harm
never hesitate to loudly answer the call to arms
as the hour of glory draws closer,the battlelines have been drawn
courage and might shall take you through to see victorious dawns

Until you speak

Until you speak,
my heart will wait
along this silent creek
for the flow of words,innate?

until you speak,
I will refrain
from sharing dreams I seek,
dormant,its seeds shall remain

until you speak,
the truth won't brandish
if its mighty or weak,
to feed a soul,famished

until you speak,
hope's dove will stay caged
an olive branch on its beak,
craving for peace to be waged

Distorted clarity

Transient regret,wrought,repeatedly
time,rewound and replayed,then and now
deja vu - redux concoction,deadly
feverish beads of sweat cling to the brow

Silent shadow of trepidation,tailed
ready for ambush,if unheeded,refrain
potential amelioration,wantonly curtailed
left only to revel in time's vestigial remains

Fallacies held in high esteem,fallen
from grace,to the nadir of acceptance
hope ,now dispersed in fine pollen
the heart now wanders,freelance

Pragmatic Delirium

"I want it back",my heart bemoans
on replaying stashed memories
incongruous to current revelries
instead,warped in lost time zones

trade-offs bordering toward compromise
progress bequeathed,surprisingly,deserved?
questioning myself on such vagaries,absurd
still stuck in twilight,waiting for the red giant to rise

transcending reality,hallucinating fantasies
lost never to be found,fragrance still lingers
crushed into fragments,by insensitive fingers
would it be any better to act delirious with infantine delinquencies?

Refrain

Sanguine was my heart
a lilting melody played on, byheart
of memories that bequeath joy and sorrow
refusing to leave,till eternal tomorrow
ameloriating hope and reviving dreams,lost
now lay melting, the ice and frost
by thinking of clinging to her warmth
taciturn she remained,having led me to harm
inflecting all notions and trust
that have been laid down now to die of rust
overweighed by anguish and catharsis
'twas doomed from its genesis

Leaving season

The pangs of unfound glory
keep roaring in agony
my ode to joy
transposed to a bittersweet symphony
haunting melodies with multiple cadences
interrupted
let the music play on
for hope to be resurrected

I crave tranquility
and conversely I crave redemption
come back to grant me serenity
come back to grant me elation
make my twisted mind of jealousy and hate
turn toward love and reason
all my leaves have fallen
I'm downcast
its been a long leaving season

Through your mind's mazes

I've been knocking on your door,trying to get inside your crib
I dont wanna get my knuckles sore,just lemme be on this trip
lemme get inside your head,take me to your sacred places
girl,I aint posing no threat,I just wanna run through your minds mazes

I wanna hear your inner voices and delve in your thoughts
I wanna understand your choices,but please dont make me draw lots
lemme be part of your dreams,lemme walk beside you
lemme swim in your streams,but dont leave me down and blue

I'm tryin to figure you out,but I need your help to get me started
I know you have your doubts,but please dont leave my hopes thwarted
you dont know me yet, but dont think of me as just someone in a sea of faces
girl,I aint posing no threat,I just wanna run through your minds mazes

halloween of love

It has punctured holes in my boat
I've come to the end of the tale she wrote
a tale of despair and heartbreak
I'm think I'm gonna drown in this lake
the truth delayed is as bad as lying
she didnt know that and I was buying
now I know the twain shall never meet
its the eternal season of trick or treat
its what I call the halloween of love
I've called truce and released the white dove

Its been a-while since I smiled

Theres a whole lotta things goin on
its aint new,been goin on for long
I'm sick of being put on trial
its been a while since I smiled

why does everybody have to fake it
these damn illusions,I cant take it
the fetid air around me smells like bile
and its been a while since I smiled

disease of loneliness' got me infected
it sure aint what I wanted or expected
forming bonds does require a lotta guile
its been a while since I smiled

I should never have locked myself in my closet
no water ever seems to flow outta the faucet
I have no ones number on speed dial
amd its been a while since I smiled

but dont blame me for not tryin to reach out
I do my bit,but I always strike out
why do I havta walk that extra mile
its been a while since I smiled

Broken glass

I'm sippin water out of a broken glass
no desire to get high,no need for grass
I've got no craving to get sauced or stoned
I'm feeling like a fish thats been boned

the hucksters been sent back on his way
I never did like him or want him to stay
hes got other naive people to fool
hes gonna drown them in their own pool

I'm sippin water out of a broken glass
my veins are ready to explode,they've reached critical mass
I've got no craving to get sauced or stoned
I feel like a king that's just been dethroned

the clowns have been sent away
its manic depression in the middle of may
the verdicts out,its judgement day
sentenced for life,they're gonna put me away

I'm sippin water out of a broken glass
my sea of sorrow now seems so vast
I've been abandoned and left behind,all alone
these sins that've led me here are all my own

the hangman has been sent for,he's almost here
I can feel the noose tighten,I can feel the fear
I'm being released from this mortal hell
but I'm gonna ride straight to heaven,I think I'm gonna be well

Redemption song

Redemption seems far away
but fate looks right this way
I've been running like hell
aint counting the times I fell
Its just me and the road
nothings gonna leave me floored

no ones after me,and theres no one I'm after
when I look away,I hear manic laughter
I'm losing my grip on reality
my eyes glazing with insanity
someone better have me caged
I'm a wounder tiger,enraged

I aint committed no crime
yet I'm treated like grime
they think they're so clean
lookit the roles they feign
surrounded by people so blind
in a web they've got 'em entwined

they're full of crap and deceit
they lie shamlessly thru their teeth
but I've seen their true colors
all a bunch of oarless scullers
I'll make sure they sink to the bottom
of that river,and I'll yell "got 'em"

Sculpting destiny

Wading in the shallow pools of sorrow
never seen summer,nor heard spring
of withered leaves and shrivelled trees
illusions are all that one can cling to
of songbirds and their tunes of joy
of eternal springs and pristine streams
that water plethoric beds of violets and daffodils
seeping through to the undergrowth
and granting eternal hope for those yet to bloom
the very soul of dreams and beyond
fraught with pretentious perils and shallow temptations
enticing pain and ecstacy with its double edged blade
gilded with jewel stones of courage and fear
each vision chosen by the eye with its natural perspective
of paramount importance lay the choices we make
and the paths that leads us to glory or perdition
to enchanted woods or arid wastelands
falter in action but never in consent
blame shant fall on fellow pedestrians
but on the vote cast by the mind without the heart
never flinch for choice is inevitable
in all its sadistic glory it shall prevail
'twill be a worthy fellow traveller if not a guide
that equips us for sculpting our destiny

Cynic clinic

Fancy words dont charm her,
theres no use getting lyrical
coz she'll always remain cynical
yer never gonna turn the corner
does it make you sick?
pay a visit to the cynic clinic

acting nice dont please her
being a gent wont really pay
with her you're never in the fray
she'll think you're trying to con her
does it make you feel like a prick?
pay a visit to the cynic clinic

you might start acting kooky
that turns her on like crazy
but you're too mature for that you see
thats how it crumbles,the cookie
cant figure out what makes her tick?
pay a visit to the cynic clinic

now and then she'll give you a peek
to revive yer sagging hope
you'll feel high like yer on dope
she'll then knock you down, you freak
do you need a walkin stick?
pay a visit to the cynic clinic

you'll get back on yer feet
and start lookin elsewhere
you'll forget her you swear
but ya know thats no mean feat
looking to learn a new trick?
pay a visit to the cynic clinic

and when you find new dames
you'll start comparing them to her
you'll have to play those mind games
when will you learn you square?
does it make you sick?
pay a visit to the cynic clinic

Roulette wheel women

she'll twirl you around her finger
and cut you like a saw
she'll hate you if you linger
whatever ya do she'll hum and haw

with a ring you'll propose
you'll getdown on your knees
you will try poetry and prose
but you'll never feel at ease

do you feel yer mind swimming?
stay away from roulette wheel women

she knows what you want
she'll test your resolve
and make you think you cant
she'll tell you that you need to evolve

you'll fall for her head over heels
and tell her that she makes you complete
you'll think thats how she too feels
you'll think no one else can compete

do you feel yer mind swimming?
stay away from roulette wheel women

she'll say you're a crazy fool
she'll say you dont understand her needs
she'll tellya to get back to love school
she'll tellya to sow a bunch of new seeds

you just dont get it,do you
you'll never learn the tricks of the trade
you'll only end up a deep shade of blue
and your painful memories wont fade

do you feel yer mind swimming?
stay away from roulette wheel women

Lady’s got the backwater blues

Her personal paradise awaits her
her Quilon of glorious dawns
yet she chooses to linger
and bear the loneliness it spawns

she misses the smell of seaweed and salt
and the grains of sand in her shoes
she longs to reopen her memory vault
the lady’s got the backwater blues

she's charmed us with her poise and grace
and disarmed us with her smile, so kind
blessed are those who’s love she's embraced
a better friend you'd never find

she's surrounded by poets and pirates
who've tried to board her cruise
but she's warded off all their threats
the lady’s got the backwater blues

she’s trapped in this city by the bay
but she's got the key to her cage
when its time, she'll go on her way
it wont be long before she turns her page

once she's gone you'll miss her badly
when she was around you wonder how time flew
to get even a minute back, you'd give yourself gladly
the lady’s going ….. going …coz the lady’s got the backwater blues

Song for an actress

the curtains've come down, yesterdays shows ended
another act added, and a new image rendered
where do you draw the line between real and fake?
how much more of this crap do I havta take?

ya keep selling out,all yer wares're fully sold
but when areya gonna do right,and face up to the cold
can you look me in the eye and speak nuthin but the truth
but I know ya wont,coz yer a liar who bit the forbidden fruit

I've had enough of yer theatrics, yer gimmicks and gags
yu've been at it all night,under yer eyes I see 'em bags
why dont ya quit playin the melancholy whore
ya gotta get outta this rut,just walk outta the door

when will you stop going back for encores,
ya gotta learn to stop yer ship and drop anchor
that would keepya away from those hungry beasts
you can still repent yer sins,go and 'fess to the priest

but ya keep gettin down on all fours,like some horny bitch
ya never close yer doors,they walk in and out of yer pitch
they laugh at you when ya leave and talk filthy trash
not one would come to help,if your wagon were to crash

in case ya didnt know I'm still here waiting for you
come and cry on my shoulders,I'll help you start anew
I'll take you home if only you accept that yer mine
I'll give my word that everything will turn out fine

I gotta take you far away,else yer gonna go nuts
but ya gotta promise me you wont talk ifs and buts
I'll bathe you and clean you ,I'll make you pure
girl,you must realise that yer my only cure

The man who wouldn’t be king

Lemme tellya the story of a man I knew
about his unbuilt castles and unslain dragons
his uncovered treasures and unsown seeds
he knew his wants but not his needs

if he'd set his sights,he woulda gone far
if he'd jumped higher,he woulda raised the bar
if only he fought he woulda ruled the ring
but he was the man who wouldnt be king

he never got over his fear of winning
thought he did right,but he was sinning
his numerous talents he'd failed to hone
and so he never got to claim his throne

he always dreamt big,but never acted
and so all his desires lay fractured
his ascent was halted by a broken wing
he was the man who wouldnt be king

the choices he's made,have rendered him stagnant
now he wishes he'd seen more by being a vagrant
'coz he never travelled far,he stuck to his zone
he marched to a lifeless beat,and always rode alone

you can bet your life he was better than the best
but no one cared to ask him out of his nest
"what coulda been",you'll hear him sing
he was the man who wouldnt be king

Feeding on compromises

my conscience is wobbling along in a wheelbarrow
regret biting in deep,right down to my marrow
its gettin harder to shake it offa my shoulder
its firm,icy grip is only gonna get colder

I'd been walkin down the wrong direction
no puddles of water to show my true reflection
I'd been pulled over by doubts many enterprises
my minds been feeding on compromises

my brushes lay unused beneath my empty canvass
I shoulda never broke the needle in my compass
the ghosts of forgotten dreams come to haunt me
I didnt heed them then so now they dont want me

ther're germs of fear multiplying in my brain
my high hopes had been exercising refrain
I'd been riding along on false premises
my minds been feeding on compromises

I'd been concerned over wasting blood and sweat
I paid the price and became a lowly silhouette
the stallions of opportunity have galloped away
I shoulda mounted them and rode my own way

yesterday and tomorrow,the gap seems pretty wide
but I can still make it coz theres time on my side
I'm gonna havta stop lying to my soul
I've gotta dig myself outta this hole

this time I'm gonna be visitin detours I'd passed
and I wont let no fool make me feel outclassed
my rusted faculties I will alchemise
gotta stop my mind from feeding on compromises

Digging my grave

My backyards full of frozen leaves
houses been ransacked by thieves
I'm still waitin for the dust to settle
my bed of roses have thorns but no petals

I'm weaving clothes outta broken looms
gotta stop cleaning my empty rooms
redemption is the only thing I crave
gotta stop them from digging my grave

thinkin about deflated egos and broken prides
I see undeserving men with their lovely brides
who derive their riches outta being fake
thats one thing I'd never do even if alls at stake

I see their plastered smiles and hollow eyes
the game was rigged before I rolled my dice
no damsels in distress waiting to be saved
gotta stop them from digging my grave

siftin through layers of despair and doubt
I dont think I'm guilty but the jurys still out
but who're they to judge me and put me on trial
a bunch of fools who'd be glad to have me exiled

but its over now I guess,I'm falling from grace
everything seems foggy now,its just a haze
I've lost my battles,in vain I tried being brave
I tried but couldnt stop them from digging my grave

Wont you tell me where I'm headed

wont you tell me where I'm headed
I'm afraid I haven't got a clue
I'm running blind,as I've always dreaded
clear my clouds,make the sky blue

guide me through this dark wood
rid me of that shadow called fear
If I could turn back,I would
but the future beckons...change is near

wont you tell me where I'm headed
when do I get to start anew
dreams turn to nightmares leaving me jaded
I've lost focus,my visions skewed

guide me through this dark wood
drive away those wild beasts
that prey on me for their food
free my arms,grant me release

wont you tell me where I'm headed
when is my lucky number due
I find my hopes being shredded
it feels like I'm walking on glue

guide me through this dark wood
bathe me with glorious sunshine
how long do I sit and brood
before I can claim whats mine

wont you tell me where I'm headed
this time I mean it,I'll be true
my unsure ways I would have mended
I'll start afresh...as I taste the morning dew

Terminal Men

Staring at the monotonous flicker
trying to make some sense of it all
wondering if it could get any sicker
drones seperated by a cubicle wall

slaving for the unseen queen bee
they're all afraid to reason or rebel
the paychecks all that they see
in a quarry they're just a pebble

burning the midnight oil all night long
wondering when they'll see daylight
they'll never see right or wrong
never will they put up a fight

but soon the time will come
when they will take a stand
till then all you'll hear is the drum
and them marching past the band

and before they know it
their lifes passed them by
they'll think of their story never writ
all the while they've been living a lie

SchizophreniC

There’re plenty of voices inside my head,
they fill me with joy, they fill me with dread
gotta lay them to rest, so I got choices to make
but I'm afraid to choose, 'coz my life’s at stake

they tell me I'll fly, they tell me I'll fall
they tell me I'll win or I'll lose it all
they pose questions, a lotta rhetoric
but I've got multiple answers, coz I'm schizophrenic

there're plenty of voices inside my head
some keep swimming, some sink like lead
they make me laugh ,they make me cry
I talk back, but they never reply

some of them prophesize, some of them preach
they sound near, but they're outta reach
they do yoga and practice black magic
they've got me hooked, coz I'm schizophrenic

there're plenty of voices inside my head
they wont leave me alone till I'm dead
they've led me to love, and led me to war
they've left behind bruises and scars

some of them play, some of them prey
some of them kneel down to pray
some of them cure me, some make me sick
I cant fight them, coz I'm schizophrenic

there're plenty of voices inside my head
they paint my mind with blue and red
they form images so abstract
I see myself in a mirror that’s cracked

some are dumb, some are wise
they speak the truth, they spout lies
some of them make sense, some defy logic
but I let them stay coz I'm schizophrenic

there're plenty of voices in my head
but I cant listen to everything being said
some of them talk dirty, and some talk funny
some crave peace, some worship money

which one do you wanna hear, take your pick
ya gotta realise that I'm schizophrenic
but I don’t want them to leave me alone
'coz all those voices are my very own

Autobiog-rap-hy

you think you know me?
no you dont
whut're you ?a gold digger?
dont try to figure me
I'm an iceman
dont try to thaw me
I wont break
if you run the saw on me
dont try to make me talk
dont turn the lights on
I like my room dark
dont mow my lawn
I'm a rock,see
dont sit on me
dont try to weigh me
just let me be
I am single
I'm the lone ranger
dont expect me to mingle
I dont talk to strangers
I wont let down my guard
dont try to befriend me
I wont play the buddy card
I aint torn,dont try to mend me
dont try to linger
I dont wanna hang out
I'll give you the finger
you wont last a single bout
but if you accept me
for what I am for who I am
I'll take you on my tour for free
on board my merry tram
if you see what my eyes see
if you dig how my mind ticks
I'll let you climb my tree
and I'll teach you all my tricks
if you hear what I hear
and smell what I smell
I'll let you near,dont fear
all my tales I shall tell
if you speak my lingo
yer in my band
I'll let you be Ringo
I'll give you my wand
welcome to my world
I know its pretty weird
your mind will swirl
with songs you've never heard