Guy with a shovel on his head...

Not sure if you're running away
and you change your mind from day to day
about who you are and what you need
immersing yourself in travel and greed
fleeting from a place as you outstay your welcome
and chasing the high or the next time you come
but something it burns, and your guilt has a face
and the root of your problem is in the same place

It is what it is, there is no riddle, just remember who you are as you become who you want to be

facing your flaws, taking time for reflection
the best type of cure is always prevention
missing your input but glad that you're gone
I can't seem to handle your views for too long
when you wake up and feel something is missing
look out the window and thank God that you're living
and when you work hard at shaping your brand
remember you'll always have three biggest fans

It is what it is, there is no riddle, just remember who you are as you become who you want to be

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If you ain't feeling it...


Glad you think I'm a good one
and it's nice to know friends agree
but I can tell you're still not sure
not one hundred percent it should be me

don't stay because you should do
or because of the things I do
being special or nice or a good one
in the end won't be enough for you

CHORUS

It doesn't matter that you should
it matters that you don't
this is a one-way street baby
and it's lonely here waiting for you

2

I can tell that you wish you did
but it's plain you ain't feeling it
maybe it's too soon and your heart
is still with someone else or just not with me

you can't pick whom how or when
but you can be honest with me
If it doesn't fit it's worse to force it
it builds my hopes up to crush them you see

CHORUS

It doesn't matter that you should
it matters that you don't
this is a one-way street baby
and it's lonely here waiting for you

reminds me of Dylan's It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleedin) [img]smileys/smiley1.gif[/img]

you're sitting there, your face i cantsee


you've got your eyes closed, not looking at me


words wont come, gestures must do


so i lean over gently and kiss you on the cheek





you appear startled, like u dont know whose there


and you realise, u dont care


i could get angry, but whose to blame but myself?





all i can do is sit back and scratch


you look at me, as if, what the hells that


but from the brief bit of intimacy


it eases my mind to rerturn to normalacy





the strangeness of love, is eclipsed by the pain


moments of awkardness, again and again


and after settling down after fifty odd years


wondering was it just worth all those tears...


.....i dont know.





i wrote that last night so theres tinkering to be done with it, but just wondering what eskimos think of it

its not finished either though, at least i dont think, havent given much thought to it cos i fell asleep after i got as far as is done.

I think this is beautiful, Isaac. [img]smileys/smiley1.gif[/img]

here yea, thats is really nice

Can you translate it back into English?

PS tomas, can you edit that humungous post!!! It freaks me out [img]smileys/smiley5.gif[/img]

i thought it was just me![img]smileys/smiley36.gif[/img]

This is a song of mine/my band's. You can hear others at www.purevolume.com/goodbyetomorrowif you want. Sorry for the shameless advertising...





Tied By Miles
If I could, I would fix our wrists together
In such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn't tear us apart
But impossibility knows nothing of compromise
And hope can only take us so far


Tracing your outline in my sheets
Painting your face on my pillow
Faking going to sleep
So I can fake waking up to you

But my hands are tied by miles...

If I could, I would rest our cheeks together
So I could hear every word that escapes your mouth
And kisses could act as punctuation
And I would pray and wait for periods and exclamation points

Tracing your outline in my sheets
Painting your face on my pillow
Faking going to sleep
So I can fake waking up to you

My hands are tied...

Tracing your outline in my sheets
Painting your face on my pillow
Faking going to sleep
So I can fake waking up to you

But my hands are tied by miles...











All lyrics written by Matt Gilbert. Copyright 2004. All rights reserved.





Thanks if you read. :)

I really like the chorus mate, I've felt that many-a-time!!!


You ever missed someone from your bed and catch their perfume and desperately tried to find where it came from on the pillow? [img]smileys/smiley19.gif[/img]





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I'll check out your tunes when I'm home and have adsl.

My run


When I feel the hunger
you fill me up, you fill me up
when I feel I'm falling
you pick me up, you pick me up
and I win back the sun
and it's true what they say
and I've been blessed the whole of my life
when it's you and I know


I've had my run
I've had it all and seen it gone, gone, gone
I've had my run
I've had it all and seen it gone, gone, gone, gone


when you feel the thunder
I'll fill you up, I'll fill you up
when you feel you're under
I'll pick you up, I'll pick you up
and I win back the sun
and it's true what they say
and I've been blessed the whole of my life
when it's you and I know


I've had my run
I've had it all and seen it gone, gone, gone
I've had my run
I've had it all and seen it gone, gone, gone, gone

I see your face in every place


i feel your pressence and all your essence


i feel the warmth that you provide


i ve seen you smile, i ve seen you cry


'cause everythig that i remember, is you{bis}


All the moments that we ve had


All the happy and the sad


That first kiss in the dark


The last goodbye in the car


'casue evething that i remember, is you{bis}


Now are you happy


or are you sad


friends and family


Now how's your life?


'cause everything the i remember, is you{bis}


This is what i used from a poem and made it intoa song in 2001.


is called "First Love"


Any questions about it feel free please i ll tell ya the story





Alex

Hi everyone, sorry it's a bit long but I'd love some feedback on it - Marc.


Old George has always known how to please the ladies
They’ve always been charmed by his amazing stories
But he stole them all from a strange man named Guy
That he killed when he threatened to reveal old George’s lies

All the teachers from the law school now gather around
They are looking for apt pupils all over my town
To digest all their lessons and to feed their hungry pride
And now all the kids are searching for safe places to hide

The policemen are nervous, they’re looking for a priest
Who’s known to convince minds with nothing but his fists
The rumour says he’s possessed and enjoys too much wine
But I know that it’s more complex and what is on his mind

My neighbour she’s so greedy, she would sell her soul for gold
She sees herself so pretty and now she’s scared of turning old
And her daughter, she’s ashamed of her mother’s acts and thoughts
She wants to tell but respect keeps the words stuck inside her throat

Poor Harry he’s sweating, he’d love to ask Sara to dance
But she’s thinking about Arthur who’ll soon return to France
To meet Charlotte, his first lover who still surely feels the same
But Charlotte doesn’t speak no more, the wait drove her insane

While sleepwalkers are meeting and kissing beneath the moon
Sad Suzanne, she feels lonely and lost inside her room
She’s sitting by her window, her diary still in sight
She just wrote that for one moment she’d love to feel alive

When Richard declares his love, pretty Jane always laughs
He pretends he’ll cut his wrists for her, she says that it’ll pass
But Richard was not pretending, they’ve just buried him down
And a large crowd was attending while Jane was leaving town

The last train leaves the station for honour or for hell
All the soldiers hold a ticket though none of them can tell
If the beggar is lying when he claims that he has slept
On this bench for ten years and seen no train returning yet

greg, that is great!!!


I love the stories, really cool.


Is there a chorus in there, does this tune have music to it or is it just lyrics at the moment?


Great stuff.

thanks a lot Juzzza
well it's just lyrics at the moment and I'm having a hard time trying to turn them into a song. It's rather long so I fear it might sound boring at the end. Maybe a chorus could fix that but I haven't thought of one yet.

this is a different one based on conversations I often had with my friends.


No, not again
Try to breathe and relax
And don’t draw conclusions
From a smile, from a laugh

Yes, I believe she’s so fine
She could change everything
But go to bed now and rest your weary eyes
We’ll see what tomorrow brings

Tell me, how could I sleep?
How could I let things go?
No, don’t try to keep
Me from letting her know

I call for the sacred fate
That has bound queens and kings
My heart can’t rest and I just can’t wait
To see what tomorrow brings

Dear friend, rely on fate for that
And you’ll rely on me tomorrow
To mend your broken heart
To get you through the sorrow

Your heart’s too easy to tease
You know, signs can have many meanings
So don’t fall so fast down on your knees
But see what tomorrow brings

Tomorrow will steal her away from me
And take her to another land
Yes, tomorrow she will sail the sea
I don’t know if I’ll see her again

But before time leads us apart
And regret keeps me from living
I’ll meet her tonight, I won’t betray my heart
Because I know what tomorrow brings

Many Tears from russia


have you seen the news all this scarred crying kids
runnin around in the mud shouting some names of dead friends
killed for nothin with a future a head
this isnt right innocent kids maybe five or six
killed for nothin with a future a head


Something must be done never let things like this come undone, justice must be judge for this terrible crime, runnin round killing kids something must be wrong





thats the first verse and chorous

i just wanna say that greg rules.[img]smileys/smiley4.gif[/img]

Alright mate, I've wrote quite alot of songs, this is one of my favourite ones, called 'Paradise':


You & me, we're, lost in lust & we're not getting out. So stop the fussing & take the doubt out of it all. I've come to like it, despite the fact im, not quite in love. There's no more fighting or ways to hide from yourself.


Im gonna take the fall of you, & put it to shame & for all the crimes I've held, there is no pain.


Im gonna take the fall of you & spread this new name, if loves like disease well then, there's nothing to gain.


Im ready to take no more & leave it all behind & save this land of luxury for someone else to find. Paradise is made for all coz there goes time, shooing at summer breeze, I declare, you mine.


- Let me know what you think...


Cheers, Paul.

wrote this4 years ago about a guy who had to go through chemo for 6 months and then found out he had to go through it again for a year more.





Trust in me'


Two seasons of rain, four more to come
dreams are all poisoned, no warmth from the sun
don't know what you're going through, but I'd go in place of you
can't explain the pain
but eyes tell more than words ever could
can't remain the same
given the chance, no one ever would

trust in me these words are true, trust in me, I'll be there for you, I’ll be there for you

felt autumn, even as a new bud
already seen paradise while still bone and mud
no mystery about what lies ahead
your own history is engraved in your head
still a quivering in your voice
still uncertainty in your walk

trust in me, I won't let you lose
trust in me, I'll wrap your wounds
trust in me, take my heart as yours
trust in me, you will endure, you will endure

remember
nothing worth having is easily gained
something worth giving will always remain
don't say you can't believe
don't say hope is a thief
make memories while you still can
can't let tomorrow become yesterdays plan



no need for all those tears
trust in me, I'll still your fears
trust in me, it won't be a lie
raise your eyes see the clear blue sky



remember, when troubles threaten I'll keep them at bay
do not surrender
ideals with substance fire the clay
look past the moment, don't forget home
look to love, you're never alone, you’ll never be alone

trust in me, just put your hand in mine, trust in me, it will all be better in time,trust in me, I’ll be there for you, only for you
Edited by: stargift

[img]smileys/smiley19.gif[/img]That's beautiful, stargift.

Hello everyone,


What a talented bunch you all are. I'm very proud.


I wrote this about being dumped! Its called Winter Wrist.


She said I'm leaving you tonight, her make ups been thickly applied but shes still beautiful to me,


She drags her stuff down the stairs, catches me unawares with a right hook and some spit


Bridge


You know she's so beautiful when shes angry with me, You know shes so beautiful when shes shouts this at me


Chorus


You are the winter on my wrist, you are the devil I first kissed, so why dont you take hands off me, I'm moving on without you just let me be.


Her bags are packed and by the door where we kissed just an hour before and I dont what I said


I need her now so much more, left hand up feeling sore, bruised soul is left for dead


Bridge


Chorus


End


Any feedback would be greatly appreciated.


Ta

Loads of good stuff here, I love the left hook and spit line Nathaniel!!! I had a monster ex who bit, kicked, punched, scratched and even head-butted me!!!


My lyrics for that episode of my life are as follows:


1.


I think of you
from time to time
after hearing a song or something you'd say

I smell perfume
or hear a laugh
see a girl in the distance who walks the same way

Chorus


It's funny how time erodes away
the weight of bad times andpain
it's hard to think you'll never be
a part of my life again
time must be a healer as
I can't recollect how I got these scars

2.


and have you found
another life
and the things you couldn't find with me

or are you still
blaming the one
you love whoever he may be



Wish I had a line in there about left hooks and spit...

Unfortuantely I wish I had just made it up. I actually got knocked out by my x, who then spat on me. nice lass!

Yea she sounds like a 'keeper'!!!


The spit was a nice touch have sparked you first... [img]smileys/smiley5.gif[/img]

I repaid her by being really nice about it. Foolish boy that I am. OPh well you live and learn at least she didnt sleep with my flat mate which is what my other x did. Mate I really can pick em!


Wrote a much nicer song for my best female mate Jo who has moved to the big smoke. She is my rock and agony aunt rolled into one. This is called Thank You.


Don't take on so cause you'll be fine, but I miss you already, You've only just gone, but it feels like a month, at least its not down to something I did wrong, I want to say thanks for your grace and ability to take my weight, when I lean on you, you're skin is so true, I guess I just miss you. - You're all I've got


Thanks for your mind when I cant ryhme, or get to work on time, thanks for your call, I'll try and stand tall, Drugs? well you know I've taken them all, And when you go, I will not show, the pin pricks in my arms, Cause you'll be fine and you will shine while keeping me safe from harm - You're all I've got.





I've exaggerated some of it for effect! What do you reckon? I wrote on Saturday and played at my gig last night. It went down ok.Edited by: Nathaniel

It's good mate, although every Damo fan will note the Professor line but I'm sure they won't mind.

Its not exactly the same but obviously I did get the idea from him, I may yetchange it to something more original but it just fits in so well. I'll have a think... which may take me a while!