Sunday, July 30, 2006
-Burning In The Rain-
As the rain drips down my face
I'm reminded of all those times I've cried
They seem to meaningless now
Why waste tears on something that won't last
One day the future will become the past
It's just like going to sleep
You have to wake up at some point
So why waste time trusting in someone
The alarm clock has to ring someday
The question is will you be ready for it
Virgins are like gold these days
Rare and hard to find
Very hard to find love here
People shed their skin to live again
Life is all anyone really wants
But all we get is hell
Young boys give their hearts to whores
And get used over and over again
The female mouth speaks words of decay
As a population we are all rotting and fading away
Sexually Transmitted diseases feed us
We are broken by god
And put back together by pastors
Dipped in sweet tasting cream
Then eaten by our mothers
We watch as others enjoy
And just like smokers in a non smoking section
We wait for our chance to burn
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo | 
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Absolute Zero
Woke up
To another pain filled day
Tendons stretched too far
And muscles ache
When did the words become so complicated
I used to say how I feel in one breathe
Now it takes a whole page of thinking
To describe how I’ve always felt
Play em like a fiddleA fiddle
out of tuneOnly finding the problems
When fixed, its time to move
Woke up
To another superstitious cause
From up on the wrong side of the bed
I fall
Woke up
To an overzealous sun
The air around me is ice cold
Absolute zero, and we’re done
Play em like a fiddle
A fiddleout of tune
Only finding the problems
When fixed, its time to move
It normally takes so much
Such thinking, such thought
When did my words
becomeSomething to prove to everyone
That I’m specialWhat about me
Am I not still special
Without beautiful wording
When did the words become so complicated
I used to say how I feel through my eyes
Now I must startle and completely mystify
To describe how I’ve felt all my life
Play em like a fiddle
Play em like a fiddle
Such divinity, such purity disconcerted
But to tame the loin
you can’t just crack
the wipe
I must grab them by the ears, so their eyes will follow the noise
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
FAKE
Somethin’ about myself
That I’m dyin’ to tell
You know I’m fake
Nothin’ about me is real
You’ll find out
In due course
That I’m just playin’ out a part
Its an act, I hope its good
Get your money’s worth
I hope you like it when we’re
Going through the motions
Locomotion, locomotion
Pretendin’ that we’re speed
And the needle’s racing up the dial
Locomotion’s locomotion, no commotion
We’re just goin’ through the motions
After all we’re so completely fake
Somethin’ I’ve observed
That I’m dyin’ to tell
Everythin’ you do is
Just a façade for somethin’ else
It’s okay
You don’t need to apologize
You’re just like everybody else
Half truths and lies, just
Going through the motions
Locomotion, locomotion
Pretending that you’re speed
And the needle’s racing up the dial
And you know you’ve never felt this way
Before, no matter whom you’ve been with
Baby, this seems so unreal to you, after all
We’re just so completely fake
Fake, yeah
Thanks to THE YODA and cassinis division for this song
Yes we are so fake completely ---------------------------------
To my favourite band of all tyme------Asstronaut
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Monday, June 19, 2006
Gods
The storm's embrace
On the forest
Takes time to show
Reasoning
I have all the time
In the world
Cupped in my hands.
My heart is racing as
Words become plural
On my lips
The potential is multiplied
One-thousand times over
And over again.
I'd like to think that you
Understand when there
Is no explanation
It just seems right
It just seems important
Enough for leaving the
Safety of this stable warmth.
When I have completed
The journey you will be
The first to know
But for now I have to go
It feels like the day...
It feels like the day I should run
The thunder brews with each inhale
It feels like the day I should run
I want to be on an adventure.
You need not make excuses
Or be in denial
It's not a problem
It's not a severe situation
I am ready for the future now.
It feels like the day I should
Explore the manifestation
It feels so...
It feels like the day I should run
It feels so.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Thursday, June 15, 2006
This is intended to stir debate, over tea
there is a price to be paid for dreaming
someone said, "the best thing about losing that
which you love most is that the next time it doesn't
hurt as bad"
(I think it was me)
time keeps a record of all we forget
the future forgets all that we remember
that which is the opiate of the masses
is the garden of the individual.
no use talking when shadows call
for we listen with someone else's ears,
and speak with the voice of those we fear
the greatest lie is this:
Love exists to remind you there's no such thing.
do not hide yourself;
someone else will find you and rename you.
after all, it is only this:
branded, you stand alone,
free, you rise above,
flying, you are.
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
City Of Lost Lights I've spilled my guts out on the floor for you with needles cascading over white linen sheets delivering words i can't speak through electronic sounds and to shining pools of light! oh, so do you love me now? now that U'R GONE! no, i can't tell you how i feel! i'm losing control (never will...!) (do you love me now?) Cemetary grounds, together holding hands like words spoken in fate, i'm gonna faint if i can't let this out! let me go! i'd sing to you this last crusade your coursing venom through my vains oh, and like stars as we go streaking through this night of broken hearts and i'll hate us both even more when your gone! oh, so do you love me now? now thAT I'M GONE! no, i can't tell you how i feel! i'm losing control (ooh, when we're gone this city will go on and on!) just always know i'll hate us even more when your gone!
Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
Monday, June 12, 2006
Ami Paliye Berai Uthche na barche BAjar Dor Surjo Dhekeche Sob Fly Over Chuti Pachhe NA keu Robi baar Choto-Flat-e Rakha tiptop Shongshar Ghumiye Kete Jacche Amar Oboshor Somoi Chari Dike Bhishon OPochoi Ghame Bhije Bari ferar Roj kar routiney Chinno Shantir ki ashai Ami Paliye Berai Plaliye Berai...................................(lakkhichara) As we forget ourselves for 2 hours every sunday when WE find that life is just about Losing and Finding crossing Bridges and changing tracks We arm ourselves for a better day ahead WHich is a illusion created by them What we become is not what we ever wanted to be What we everwanted to be we become Only in factions of seconds or may be minutes WHen we feel the heavenly fluids running in our veins but we never want to come out of the protective cocoon we have spun For ourselves............. But .........................................the train rambles on Locomotion Locomotion Locomotion Mritiyu Bhoi kono Din Chilo na Amar Jakiye Bosheche amai Aaj Jiboner bhoi
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Joints Lit by TheRedBantoo |
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