Archive for 2013
Black Bacarra
You've picked out to get that magical rose
To feed an undying hope that you transpire.
A rare, dusky love, nothing alike a desire.
I wish I had a slower image
Of a schoolgirl you've been on a doorstep,
You were about to star her night,
That velvety black bacarra.
A lightly old fashion in the style,
A blunt boat out of the movement,
At the blank site you knew, it was just
A back road near by, a sideway to your train.
The things that stayed after you've stopped talking.
A deep burgundy step in, as the knitted sheets
To wrap her curves around your feet,
And the vivid plates of a table wood
That you brought home to warm your fire.
Port Fairy
With the query and a red Barun.
Like a lever quill armed with my flying dust
I landed into some yore; swear that I've said
Senor, this gotta be a good thing now!
Closed my eyes, aw my, have I been
Three sheets to the wind!
Thinking of none, rewind the tape.
Closed my eyes, aw my, it's been a long time
That I was half seas over!
Calling your name, I shouldn't do that!
I got to be a port fairy
With the query and a magic bitter.
I saw it was big for the dark blooms of the night,
To you a little fun; for me it was a line
Of a flavoured shots for the stranger.
Breaking Your Windows
Would you greet me with the new trouble?
Hey, my companion,
Would you open my broken soul?
This rain should never stop,
Let it fall till the last drop.
This dawn that is waking me cold
Should never break anything yet,
But your windows.
In my dreams
When we walk around each other
The nights are too long.
When you're coming in there I wait
Until my days walk away on me
And I'm running away from you...
You Miss Me Too
Because you are thinking about my birthday,
And you sleep with my love letters.
• I know that you miss me too,
Because you wear my fake pearls like diamonds,
And mix onions with your fingers.
I scream that it's unfair,
And then I write poetry out in the storm,
Until bolt hits me...
• I love all your double deals,
When you march in at the midnight
Like Cinderella. With the cream!
The way you eat and poke your ears,
Drink coffee in the impossible time,
and run around like on the batteries.
•And you're so clumsy, it's an art,
you torched a room with a vacuum cleaner.
Great job! Your secret super power?
I love how you put your colors together
And wear sunglasses while it's cloudy.
Look the Sun! With the nuts!
• I love how you eyeball like a carousel,
And fail so badly in every single gig.
Work's cool! Getting fired's better, Yeah!
CH/
• I forgot when I'm away of this place that
You wait me to call, Your Majesty,
And I have tub to clean,
Never really learned how to check out with the style.
I suspected, that you filled your bed
With the mountain of the stuffed kittens,
My Angel, it's all my fault, and I'm sorry
- for all the blue Mexican cookies.
• I love your funny superstitions,
I miss that foreign accent to wake me up,
and paranoic explosions that will cost me a life.
I know you think that you're fat and ugly
And planning all those diets,
But, baby, I cook all your favorite meals
And I don't care if you reach 300 pounds.
CH/ +
• Baby, on a dance floor you're the winner.
I'm so proud because you're never enough.
You turn and slide all the night,
And make me so glad that I'm with you.
You're my rocket to the Moon.
So! Go, baby go, be my disco ball!
Baby, I cook all your favorite meals,
And sing down the sink in my heals.
I'm a jukebox, put a penny for a song,
Let me put a quarter for the eternity.
You're my Lamborghini.
Go, baby go, be my disco ball!
I Gotta Go
I will be gone.
I'm leaving before
I stuck here with you,
Preparing my fava sentence,
Call me baby-you were all, all,
Everything to me.
You are fantastical, incredible, the best,
You are the picture of my dreams,
but I am---- ima-ima-ima...
I am, ima-ima-ima-a broken record,
I am, ima-ima-ima-a rotten flower.
I gotta go, I gotta go
Before I stuck here with you.
She Walks With The Dead
Its nobody there, you're talking to a dead,
that's why, why she walks your dreams.
There with them, in a nightmare walk,
the old times wait to swallow you.
No-no, it's nobody there.
You think all day about her,
At your post, but you should know,
She was rising the heads for a reason,
It's nobody there, you are talking to a dead.
She's not coming back,
Now and forever walks with the dead,
You wished so bad, imagined all in your head
but she is gone and you should let her away.
No-no, it's nobody there.
Love'n'All
Here, it has come,
And I've planned it never will;
The devil came and I've bet
That he'll stay still.
Here, I do hope that
she won't be too young;
So I can walk away,
Tonight don't let 'er to paint you black.
Love'n'all are done
In your hearth
There's none to remind 'er
When I'm gone.
Someone pours the blind wine
Into your bright eyes,
I wish to know who, to visit 'er.
Someone paints the black night
Onto your fair arms,
God should pay her, for taking away my gold.
Tonight don't let 'er to paint you black,
So I can walk away,
So I can think that I'm the One.
Your Love Should be Expensive
Pass that corridor alone.
This time your dreams were empty,
my place there was cold. Now, the pain is the past.
From the start again
Your river may flow to play silence,
To open up for the new miracles. Without a grain of the doubt
You should ask for the one who is true.
This is what becomes
From the expensive goods,
So don't let yourself down
Even if our love is gone.
Raven
I died, have you woke me up?
I fell, have you picked me up?
Aw, sweet little thing of my...
Haven't you ever
Turned down all my huge fires?
Haven't you ever
Sunk down all my deep desires?
I love you, but right after the another.
Your soul is a sorrow of the desert,
After that, this love is a pity,
An old raven that howls into the night;
You'll stay well, as you should,
But what would I do?
Wonder Woman
because it got fried a little too much.
I got you a little bit drunk
but your tiger got plastered too.
And I waited that bitch to cover for you...
Now-now, if that bird had any effect at all
you would have a game to fly at me,
so talk-walk around, whatever.
In the case that you don't know,
Your kitty's roar is nothing to show.
you misplaced the make up and the face lift,
when your power bombs dropped
in the city hall's terrarium.
All the lizards turned in the pillars of the salt...
It didn't make you look any smarter,
don't get coy.
It would be better if you bought a hamster,
or hire a movie and stayed at home.
I praise the day of the Epiphany
when you finally walked out
with a skunk on the head and a loose tail;
your boss screamed in the terror
and..
now-now, if that bird had any effect at all...
what else you know to say?
Where did you learn a sign language?
Are we up to the high expectations,
your Majesty is lil slow this Tuesday?
Leave the turkey waiting, I'll microwave.
Gotta go to chase some dog.
Maples and Apples
got in the cellar and took a spot in an attic.
This planet is spinning without half of an orb,
it was made absent, undone a long time ago.
nothing here to grow but a lots of blame.
It was never made a heaven of the belief,
It was never been cut open to bleed.
and space worn it out with the time,
with the busted face and the high shoes
I felt so in love with the plenty of you.
a murderer who seeks that perfect one?
Don't talk to me like I'm stupid,
Don't talk to me like I'm a kid.
Narrow, shallow and squared,
you can sell me for a nickel,
you could sell me for the game.
now what shall win and why?
Don't put those things in my head,
don't tell me stuff like I've no brain.
Narrow, shallow and squared,
I will sell you for no dime,
I can sell you today.
Impressed
moon that rises, dawn that brakes
and a lonely sail that drifts away...
All the grand vigorous things
that fear you and may kill you, if you dare,
yes, in the real world nothing is safe!
I don't care what you had,
boss it somewhere else,
bring me what matters, if you care,
suck it up and leave me amazed.
You want a peace at home,
a pace at the work?
You want it where it is safe?
Don't make it up, you can't be like that.
You are, or you are nothing,
and nothing is safe,
yes, I'm so impressed!
Alone
are closing the clouds upon me
for nothing I've done.
Today the unruly forces
are evincing the fire about my hopes
and plans for no reason.
I'm a pale blue image of myself,
I'm not good to go!
I'm not the God to hold the World together
and to fight this all. I'm alone!
I'm a thin shadow...
Today I had a car crash with my life goal,
and it's boss.
A boss's wife, a secretary, a manager....
and nobody does a d-thing
to save us from the upcoming storm.
To save me...
And I tick ~away~, tickin'it-tick
into the screaming failure of my foul,
And I slip ~away~ chickin'it-chick
besides the creeping creatures I behold.
Switch
but it can't bring me down,
no, I enjoy the ice just as well you do
so brush away those splinters,
I know, they were the tears before.
When I switch where the bluey is,
Switch into my airy sky,
I leave the colors of the earth
and all the stale drolls of the dearth behind.
I become sheer and cold, a raw Arctic soul,
a current left without a strive,
and I can recognise frost in their hearths
and the timid contempt for the azured kite;
they are both
dead like an iced crisp of the night.
If I don't get numb here in the flight,
I may even care to grab you up,
but, I enjoy a flee light and playful alone
so make me a mark with your eyes,
I'll see it, and that will be a thing to adore.
Crack
beat it up to the art.
I'm not strong, I don't roar
to get people attention and fame.
Still, don't make a mistake,
I've make even in the start,
you can't have my love anyway.
Crack my hearth
right up to the art.
I'm not cold, don't have any gold
To pay you dancing for me.
But I've make even in the start,
taking my words back,
you can't have the sunset in the end.
You only can crack over my code,
It's a sort of a fire that rebels can't comprehend,
~ you can't have my love anyway
~ you can't have the sunset in the end
It fuels all my engines, look them burn those horse powers
I do-do-do-don't want it more than you.
You can only crack one of my many secrets,
Hella-yeah, let me introduce my dragon.
~ you can't have my love anyway
~ you can't have the sunset in the end
You're a liquid flame, look that drama addicted sunny head,
No-no-no-nobody wants it more than you,
to crack my hearth and drive my ride.
Love is heaven
it is wonderful,
it must be something special.
I can't hold it or stop it.
I daydream in my walk.
I get it wherever I go,
and when I see you, I wonder,
is it you? Love is heaven...
I never played chairs and decks,
make all the pecks,
it must be a perfect chemistry.
I can't hold it or stop it.
I daydream in my walk,
on this rocky rookie road,
and when I see you, I wonder,
is it you? Love is heaven...
Sankt
Your being's so bright.
You are not able to see
All the clouded judgements
And you call it a confusion.
Let me tell you about my destiny.
The same energy blindly led me over
The thousands of the false Grails without remorse
To clear what fires, to shed the tears
Over the dead dogs and rotten corpses.
Angel, I'm so sankt,
You wouldn't believe it.
I don't need your love,
Don't need all these things,
To desire a horrid, indulge in the dreams
And then to fear to think about it.
I may mourn in the morning
And cry laud between hell and heavens
But until then
I don't care if I don't have to.
Light, be more of this dark, please,
Make it shine
Before all becomes the mist... the dust...
I know you are right and I am wrong.
I have been this for too much long.
I went too far but don't forget,
I'm the one who is sankt,
It's my blood that walks that path.
Try More
every night ,
pull off the face of the pain,
drift far on the other side
and try more, save what's lost.
Find a way to heal your hearth
every day,
try to tear apart that longing time,
drift far on the other side
and try more, save what's lost.
When your hearth is tired
and all comes down to nothing,
can you live it up, can you make it
one more day
and one more night,
to go back all over, all the way?
Carved
And carved with a hunger
You'll die to ravish this mighty mask,
this bank of the dreams
that can feed your both sides.
I roam how would I take the break up
if I could only set you free and give it up, give up.
All that greed, rage, passion and ignorance,
a raw perversion, gladly
I would take it all, a one way with me,
forever to live in this perfect sin.
Ivory Case
You have to do a lots of stuff at home
and do part time for the losers who don't pay.
I work my rack and sell crap to keep us afloat
to buy good things and spend weekends together.
Our best friend is a big ass with the fat income,
A spendthrift, drunk, disgusting, cheep liar!
and we don't have a relationship issue, darling,
You just felt a bit down for a frisky roam party.
You made me a twat with a mental disorder,
put me cold for a long time in the hospital.
I've done a few rounds of the brain zapps
in that fairy white place far-far away.
But I will let it all go, for the last blast,
in general, you are a decent human being,
too bad that the Lord has no record of it
and the faith signed us for the Saturday inn.
Aw, Ivory, just dance for me,
don't make a case of this.
Aw, Ivory, hang in and hope for it;
Is it fun yet? -our altar of love?
Between two dogs,
just chose the one that wins.
Recharge two blades
and take the one that kills.
By Force
For all the insults I gave you my smiles,
stood death blown in your sunshade,
when you hated me with passion
that the iron spiders plotted in your hollow chest
I was silent;
and now I can't let you in,
I paid enough of your sin.
For all the mishaps I had a hearth for you,
stood death blown in your sunshade,
when you compelled my affection
to forgive you all the dark light of a candle
I was silent;
and now I return the pain,
and all the love I gave.
Easy pretty, it's getting worse,
you can't cut me open.
You can't do me by force.
Before I immerse in you,
and feel that unspoken devotion,
before I disperse, in flame,
my hearth will be hopeless { for you};
but my pride is beaten by the pain,
so I will sicken you, and get well.
Easy, my pretty,
In the thousand years, with force,
I can't be broken.
I'm not your wooden horse.
It's your fashion to belt me around your left leg,
it's your style to welt me over and over again;
but my pride is beaten by the pain,
so I will sicken you, and get well.
{So pretty, go to hell, and get well}
Fuchsia Grenadine
I used to know this girl Corie,
she was heading for a caramel part
right early in the morning.
She was wearing that sweet, floral lay
and played with the confetti
for the entire day.
Her daddy in a jeep used to drive
her around the town a buckshot behind,
swaying his big, dainty head.
When she was getting out for bye
the door were slammed hard,
he was mighty mad.
We bumped on a bay where she came
with nothing less but a teacup yorkie,
dressed coated, what a shame.
He was legging up bad for her to frat,
I had to mind the rat but didn't mention,
daddy's girl was about to top the attention.
- Hop, baby pup,
pommy never gonna stop.
- Lap, little mop,
Corie wanna make him drop.
- Yup, ten hut!
Her daddy's gonna snap.
- Hush! Big mush!
He's gonna look so blush.
Golden Shield
You took your golden shield
so proud you were flashing it high,
but the words that you can't say
are publicly available now
but not adaptable by you,
I'm so grateful.
Good for you to join the rest
in the clobber's row.
You gave your dog a name
and took it to visit a fairground,
but a thing that you can't get
is all in the open now,
still not adaptable by you,
I'm so grateful.
Sounds like a perfect play,
the rest may keep your toy.
You can't wait to make it up all again,
try to walk my way;
hearth like the led, face like the marble,
it makes a perfect game.
You can't hold to show it around again,
and to speak my pain;
the feet to crush, the hands to hang me,
it's a perfect fucking game.
Snap
until it boiled and blew apart;
the fireworks felt so divine.
I had made a good plan,
yeah! -The deal of a lifetime,
to make you feel dead alive;
you only felt a little kick, so smile.
in a desert Gobbi - I'm waiting for the rain;
with a face in the red dust
and the iron in my lungs.
You're much better looking
with your mouth shut, so snap!
two steps ahead of your plow,
you don't need to see me,
so yank out of that gaze!
I love your looks and a tie,
job's well done baby, so snap!
Picture in the future
I saw this picture in the future,
tortured on a floor,
it kills me and haunts me.
Whatever we had,
from a start to the end,
is paying a full price
to the evil gang.
I saw this picture of our future
is impossible to pull off,
it kills me and haunts me.
Whatever we had,
from a start to the end,
is paying the last tribute
to our love.
I don't want to see you aching,
don't want to hold you dying,
don't like myself at all,
and hate you because you earn it
to call me your own.
"see you - hold you - like you - I hate you!"
Christmas Sun
I bury in, in the deepest ocean.
No one can lift me up.
you're above all, made all of the gold.
No one can climb so high up.
All that is so moving, (one big tide, wooo...!),
but it leaves me empty and alone.
I don't get sad or cry like the others that you may know.
I just keep on trying, and it's for nothing.
Epic
No, there are no hidden messages
or the secret meanings,
they will fit our images
into the pretty static frames.
Yeah, it is so sad what they heard
this world is not revolving around you.
It is all about that girl.
Ouuu!
An army of sad please stand up,
all you with the epic chances,
try to swing real hard,
win over an oracle of love.
Now, when I get you
I can't blame you anymore.
Sadly, even if I fit the bill
we don't meet the expectations.
You are so versatile and smart
and I'm vivid but shapeless
and cold-cold-cold!
I'm one little stupid blonde.
There are no gossips and secrets,
They will fit us into static frames.
Yeah, it is so sad what they heard,
this world is not revolving around you.
Epic Ouuu!
Now
while I've been smoldering,
like a volcano in a fury.
You've been waiting
for me on a bed of a lie,
while I was hating.
Now! you can fix all my emotions,
with a recollection of a past
that you don't remember.
Now! you can glue all my pieces together
with something that only you can define,
and call it a love.
I'm pissed beyond believable
because I didn't pay attention
what you said;
and you were always hundred days behind,
so tired to fight me.
I'm pissed beyond believable
because you didn't pay attention
how I felt;
and I was always hundred miles from the ground,
so high to mind
if I give a hearth for free.
Janice
You were feeding my moon in the shimmering light,
and I'm not even worth of a fickle mention,
worth of a raw swear, a damn description.
I steel your silver and gold
and love your pets even more
than you. Wow!
My head is so full of shhhhh...
even your demons are
telling you to leave me alone.
I wanna mango bango your fin
you're my favorite handy thing
like a battery I'm wired on you
piercing your steel hearth
and pouring dark into your body.
My head is so full of shhhhh...
even your demons are
telling you to leave me alone.
Aw, janice, no,
I ain't that jealous (and demanding).
I do need you, please,
but I'm not, not so much into you.
No, sweetie, I ain't jealous
(and blind by passion),
I want you so much
but I've just killed us.
You can love me more, Janice
if you please don't call me, honey,
I'm not so needy,
so go and kill that bunny,
because I will always play it right- play it all back.
Yeah!
I steel your silver and gold
and love your pets even more
My head is so full of shhhh...
even your demons are
telling you to leave me alone,
I wanna mango bango your fin
you're my favorite handy thing
like a battery I'm wired on you
so better hang my line too,
and play it right
play it all back
com'on-bash me-hang me-totally enhanced