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Killing Time

Noobie user tea-brown
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The curtain has closed and dreams have set the stage
I’m killing time and time has its way
She moves so slow, she goes in reverse
There’s no writing on the wall
There’s nothing to rehearse

It’s not a query of a passing notion
It’s not the answer to a rhyme
I’m just sitting here
Killing Time

I don’t want to sit and watch the world go by
If your soul took a breath would it court me when I cry
Yesterday’s words got together to create
And now they bring an unknown fate

It’s not a query of a passing notion
It’s not the answer to a rhyme
I’m just sitting here
Killing Time

Some Centuries

Advanced contributor rembow
posted 42 comments!

Working on music for this but haven’t been able to find something appropriate yet (I welcome suggestions, please). It’s basically a sarcastic song about shallow affection and delusions of grandeur.

You’re prettier than most girls
Got some mirror in those eyes
And it’s a hard place
That you got me in
It’s a sweet race
That i’m gonna win
Just give me some space
Time to make amends
It takes so many dimensions
Just to save a few cents

You got a heart attack
For a happy laugh
Got a handshake like an earthquake
Got me spinning dizzy tales
Make you the queen of wales
But we’re not british
We’re goddamn americans
And we like it that way

You say it once
Won’t say it again
Don’t blame you one bit
If there was a way
I could say the way it is
In less than ten million words
I’d be an almanac
I’d be the king of expression
It’s the answers in question
And you say yes
Every time

I’ll tell you true, I will
If you’re the queen of wales
And I’m the king of paint spills
What does that make us?
What does that make us?
I say we’re made of dollar bills
Wet sheets of dead trees
Cut and dry dyed green
To build a scene
Call it the land of the free
Or a recipe from a bad dream

But if you’re a character in my day dream
And you play the one who’s meant for me
Then who are you supposed to be
The remaining seven days this week?
Who are you when I’m asleep?

If you weren’t crazy you’d be dead
With a hole in your head
Where instinct should’ve been
Was supposed to build a tent
Of illusion to buttress your confusion
I mean our confusion
I mean their contusions
Sweet sympathetic evolution
Blessed distance from my sanity
Deliver me so blandly
From the madness borne of vision
Just take the ticket
Go on, take the ticket

You’re prettier than most girls
Got some fear in those lies
And what a great day
We’ve been born in
What a clean face
I’ll be buried with
Not a thing to miss
Give it a century or two
Just give it some centuries

A question with no answers

Not Ranked Yet riotfyre
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A question with no answers.

I need an escape.
The exit measured in milimeters
It’s too far away.
Too far to sway
From this self destructive thought
In this trap my mind struggles, tangled and caught
I try to look ahead and stand tall among the trees
But all I can see in front of me
Is the places and faces that led to defeat.
Will I ever be strong enough to set myself free?
The answer is no

It’s a pay to play game
That I’ve never paid in full.
No one remembers your name
Theres no clame to fame
Split fingers wrap around the final stitch
Theres the wind up, heres the pitch
Do I have the courage to make the final hit?
The answer is no.

The series not of the world
The players aren’t the same
It’s no walk in the park
Theres no coach to blame
Just a broken heart
All the wrecked twisted dreams
Torn all apart
Is the caution flag out?
Is there time to restart?
The answer is no.

The rock and the roll
Tossed in the waves
Lost in a cave
Like a troll
I’ve tried to erase
The distorted face
Of a once perfect slate
Thats been melted by hate
Of acidic tears
Left far far behind
by a soul
Stuck in rewind
Hollow and transparent sight
A foolish ghoul
All you can do is stare.
Will I wake up from this nightmare?
The answer is no.

I take one last look at the world that lied.
The world that told me I’d be fine if I tried
To surprisingly find that no tears have dried.
I feel no satisfaction in knowing I’m wrong.
At least I’ve been right about that all along.
Finger wrapped tight and ready to squeeze
Oh just a twitch and it’s over
Just one twitch please! please! please!
Almost there
Will I ever leave this wasteland of nowhere?
The answer is no.

I’m done sitting here I’m tired and thin.
The deliberation is over the verdict is in.
One more question answered guilty as charged
I never thought self liberation would be this hard.
Do I have the will to fight this pain?
The answer lies to me
Again.

 

Ravages

Advanced contributor rembow
posted 42 comments!

Sorry about the mumbly voice here, haha, still working on singing and playing AND singing expressively (including enunciation) so that’s part of why this is a demo. Lyrics and song structure, mood and feel are what I’m focusing on. Professional recording, if ever, is a long term goal. Also I’m trying my hand at symbolic storytelling, allegory. This one’s about country music.

My lady’s no fool
She got craft to spare
My sweetheart’s no beggar
Got color in her hair

And if you give her a dime
Slide your change in her slot
She’ll recite you a song
And a show that don’t stop

There was once a time
When her grace and her charm
Made toast out of towns
And gave life to the farms

But my darlin’s no child
Say the notches in her bedpost
Don’t look in her eyes
Lest you turn to stone

Chorus:

What a beautiful song she sang
With that slow southern drawl
You can almost hear
The mournful wail
Of slow, sad steel
Casting lines against
A desert sunset
Stirring memories
Of a time before the ravages

And the town she was born in
Grew up and grew strong
Made a name in the papers
As the mecca of tonks

And the opera they sang of
As grand as it was old
Birthed the Icarus of twang
Mountain wax, home-spun gold

Her passion was plain
To those blessed with eyes
And to those craving drink
A pure shot of life

And still to this day
some radiance remains
Though jaded and faded
Sold, bought and traded

And so was treated
The soulful siren of the southern west
That singing swan more lost than blessed

Chorus

Then change collected
Like a thief in the night
She got scared or aware
Or just lost in the heart

She gave up her passion
Her unquenchable curse
For the illusion of pleasure
The dark pit of a purse

So now the good ol’ days
Are gone forever
Cold dust in the wind
A dead wheel that just spins
as the sun sets
And her skin cracks
As she fills holes full of time
For dollars and dimes
She remembers the old days
And mourns momentarily
For her forgotten muse
All but lost to posterity
“Too late now!” she scoffs
As she cashes her check
I’ve bedded the banker
And there’s no looking back

Chorus

She Hopes

Noobie user lorainechan
posted 5 comments!

I
She hopes that she could have
A place there in your almond eyes
‘Cause she’s tired of sitting there
Watching you looking at someone else
She hopes that she could have
A talk with you for a second
‘Cause she’s longing to play
Your sweet song through her head

II.
She hopes that she could bump into you
When it’s time to leave school
‘Cause she’s dreaming you would pick up her books
And made everything so cool
She hopes that she could find the right flaw
When she walks in front of you
‘Cause she might fall with your smile
That can light up even the black holes in the sky

Cho 1:
She hopes that everything is like in fairytales
‘Cause she believed that magic never ends like this
Hold on to all the pixie dusts she left with love
‘Cause she hopes, she hopes that you would turn around and fall

III.
She hopes that you’ll see her nine lovely smiles
‘Cause she dreamt that you would fall for those
Just as hard as she fell for yours
She hopes that a day would come
When you wore the same t-shirt color
‘Cause she know it would mean
That you’re meant to be forever

IV.
She hopes that you’ll notice her
As she wore those cheap glasses
‘Cause she loves you so
And will never say goodbye to you
She hopes that she’ll be your reason
Why you cried inside the car
‘Cause she wants to feel how to be loved by you

Cho 2:
She hopes that everything is like in fairytales
‘Cause she believed that magic never ends like this
Hold on to all the pixie dusts she left with love
‘Cause she hopes, she hopes that you would turn around and fall

V.
It was like one of those love stories
That her grandmother have made up
And there she stood hoping and believing in love
Her heart sighed when she looked at you
‘Cause she never did miss one star
Wishing you to see that girl who keeps on hoping

Cho 3:
She hopes that everything is like in fairytales
‘Cause she believed that magic never ends like this
Hold on to all the pixie dusts she left with love
‘Cause she hopes, she hopes that you would turn around and fall.

IT’S ALL ABOUT A CROSS original by TIM HORNE

Not Ranked Yet imacarman61
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IT’S ALL ABOUT A CROSS (LYRICS)

It’s not about the fortune or the fame
And not about the weather when it rains
IT’S ALL ABOUT A CROSS
for the sinner and the lost
All because a man who gave his life for me

It’s not about a lifestyle that we live
And not about all the money, that you can give
IT’S ALL ABOUT A CROSS
for the sinner and the lost
All because a Man who shed His Blood for me

Chorus:
Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep
While His unfailing love runs deep
By his blood, He set me free
It’s All About A Cross for me

It’s not about the places where you’ve been
And not about how you play the game to win
IT’S ALL ABOUT A CROSS
for the sinner and the lost
All because the love He gave on Calvary

Chorus:

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep
While His unfailing love runs deep
By His Blood, He set me free
It’s All About A Cross for me

Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep
While His unfailing love runs deep
By his Blood, He set me free
It’s All About a cross for me

It’s All About A cross
It’s All About A cross
It’s All About A cross for me

the tin man

Noobie user griffo
posted 2 comments!

Play Song!

A D
you told me a story about a tin man
and how he stole your hart with just a stare
you said you ..better beware.. of the tin man
E D A
he’ll dance you down the yellow brick road and leave you there.
E D A
he’ll dance you down the yellow brick road and leave you there.

you had better beware the tin man
he seems so shiney and new
you say you better beware the tin man
because broken dreams……. and unherd sceams…… awakein you
because broken dreams and unherd sceams awakein you

the man of tin wears a brilliant disguise
and you watched as he was revealed
then your hopes and dreams soon turned to tears and screams when
you found his nothin…that you thought was somethin….wasnt real…
you found his nothin that you hoped was somethin wasnt real…

(chours) G D A

dont you cry cry no dont you shed a tear for the tin man
no dont you waste your presous tears ..on a rusty old tin man
dont you cry cry no dont you shed a tear for the tin man
you soon found out the man of tin was just a get you in man

the man of who you speak is real not tin
you see i met for the very first time
he said he didnt realize or see the pian in your eyes
he couldnt see forest…… from the road …….he was taught to drive
he couldnt see forest from the road and he been drivin blind

(chours) G D A

dont you shed no tears no dont you shed a tear for the tin man
no dont you waste your precious tears ..on a rusty old tin man
dont you cry cry no dont you shed a tear for the tin man
you soon found out the man of tin was just a get you in man
dont you cry cry no dont you shed a tear for the tin man
dont you cry cry no dont you shed a tear for the tin man

Kerrie

Noobie user admin
posted 9 comments!

I couldn’t wait
Packing your clothes in hurried pace
We loaded my truck and went to live at the Crace’s place
A few weeks later once on our feet
We moved to Flatwoods to our own little retreat
What fun it was living alone but something was missing
So in July we became one Newly weds we were with a big world ahead
A toss of coin we chose Texas to live
So far away from family and friends
We packed up the Ryder and off to Columbus to live
Staying by my side steady as a rock
You went with me to live near a place called Hanging Rock
We weathered the storm and stronger we grew
Your tears turned to smiles with Charlotte in view
These many miles we’ve done as one
But for now we travel just to have fun
Each day I wake we pass a note
Saying were mad or excited but love the final quote
Kerrie I love you and I pray each night
The Lord bless you all day till next sunlight
These ten years of marriage have meant so very much
Thank you for choosing me to share your love and touch

© Matthew Crace

Brady Creek

Noobie user admin
posted 9 comments!

Just before dawn as we walk side by side
Shotguns in hand as we rush to beat days light
Into the woods so quiet and still
We always made our way to the top of the hill
Not making a move as my heart pounds fast
I look down the barrel and fire a blast
I jump to excitement my dad smiles with pride
For he’s the one that taught me the great natures of life
Returning from the hunt Grandma awaits
with a big breakfast table perfected to taste
As we waved goodbye and made the turn
The old weathered barn would long our return
The week went by so long and so slow
But the weekend was near and I was ready to go
Returning to nature I couldn’t wait
for it was all at grandmas on Brady Creek

© Matthew Crace

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