Thursday, October 05, 2006

will i remember writing this?

Imagine
if the same people that owned the tobacco companies
sold the drugs to fight lung cancer

imagine
if the people that owned the radio owned the music store
so all you heard was what they wanted you to buy

the earth chokes and dies
and we all join in
the icarus ride
into the sun
i'll live full throttle
until i'm done
burning out
amongst the faded here
i'm most alive
pissing myself in fear

i'll not go quietly
into the night
i'll not go down
without a fight
these rhymes seems old
and still seems right
the meaning still fits
darkness is defined by light

who knows

stuck in a coma dream
can't wake up
because you're dead

so this isn't real
it's in your head
your cold, dead head
time is frozen like a dream
and the dream persists without aim
where is it going
this is the party where things become unclear

is this a dream,
or the life i knew before?
was there ever a difference?

money, evil though it may be,
is easily exchanged for tools of much use
to relax
to reflect
to rebirth
to regret...

to forget

to survive
and feel alive
to look forward to
to get you through
the times that are tough
when life feels rough

like you live in a cage
and feel only rage
and numb yourself to the pain
until it drives you insane

then you freak out
without a shout
have you lost your head?
or found arcane instead?

roll along
sing a song
pop a pill
hit the bong
right is right
wrong is wrong
cheech is cheech
chong is chong

Monday, October 02, 2006

when memory is the lapse

merrily merrily
life is but a dream
bizarre, frightening, and filled with puzzles and hidden meaning
sex lurks behind every stimulus
violent imagery and absurd situations are all i remember
darkness whispers taunts
humiliation and fear loom threatening to consume me

i hide deep inside
act real snide
feels like i died
and i never even tried

visions of mechanical space scapes and robotic transcendence
colour life between drugs
the buzz comes
to feed my dreams
to give me hope
to set me off
set me free

i don't hide inside
i run to the sun
and burn in the sky

careful Icarus
don't push your luck

is there such a thing?
with wings of fire
the sun is no threat