Wake up to the sun playing in my room Smell the warmth in the air Throw on my clothes, run downstairs to eat Already wish I was there Half a thought And I have somewhere to go Don't you want to know? Half a thought And you are my secret agent Girl ain't it so! I run up to your door bell ring Smile and curls appear You run past as you giggle laugh It's a race I fear! Half a thought And I have somewhere to go Don't you want to know? Half a thought And you are my secret agent Boy ain't it so! These are the days of our life Free and pure Reach for it all Gather in it all Live your life before its gone... Running, laughing, hiding in the trees Catch a glimpse of hair Falling, holding you we hit the ground A simple kiss on the cheek Half a thought And I have somewhere to go Don't you want to know? Half a thought And you are my secret agent Girl ain't it so! These are the days of our life Free and pure Reach for it all Gather in it all Take these days before they're gone...
exlax smoker talk to the broker chin like a pelican stand on your head might as well be dead data in a queue taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! your pretense no common sense look what they do to you Twist and turn and Scream and shout and It's all the same to you taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! flying softly over debris the desolation times squared three gently slamed apart it seemed maimed and crippled generation disease taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Beards that burn your dirty words Plywood neighborhood Rings of truth the telephone booth won't but it really it should taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! taken' your turn taken' your turn taken' your turn Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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Time has brought me here to say the words that I say more than ever I have to say what I feel On the dusty road the grand parade moves on morning's light has yet its place to be found And at night the stars burn a hole in my mind realizing I have not the time to feel what I feel On waking my thoughts have changed so strange I feel the change keeping perspective in life is sometimes hard to do Listening to people who say that they are ones who are real sometimes I feel I have not a will of my own And at night the thoughts burn a hole in my mind realizing I have not the mind to feel how I feel What can I say that is real what can I claim as me when all my thoughts are distorted by those that I hear My feelings are lost in a maze in conflicts in differing ways all of my feelings are torn up and destroyed inside At night I kneel and pour out my mind realizing that all of the time I know what is real
Quiet thoughts for quiet fights Tumbled dry and folded rights Wrapped up in a candied floss Shrink-wrap now removed and lost Curled, crunched into a ball Out the window, into a wall Bounce and twist and turn and spin The truth is beaten into a sin Silent thoughts for silent fights Stitched in flesh and sewn so tight Without belief there is no fall The silent solstice can hear no call Tattered and pushed on by wind Fearing most it will never end Down the curb, across the street It's shiny surface crushed by feet Sinful thoughts for sinful fights Where all is wrong and nothing right Left is the hand of the devil's make The rotted pieces baked in the cake There's a twist upon these words That the corners to be turned Will never live again All eroded by the wind...
All she knows Is what she feels And she feels it So deep Dark in the corners Her aching soul Cluttered with things No one should keep Tangible traces Of ugly faces (x4) Bewitched is memory Pain is memory Hate is memory Kill the memories Before they murder again Someone speaks She turns around A flower vase And a smile And no one knows No one knows
heart without a soul soul without a part part without fitting fitting without going surrender to the voice only peace within the void time without thinking thinking without knowing knowing without feelings feelings that are all gone surrender to the voice there is peace within the void time is change as change is time you must change as change is mine surrender to the void, to the void peace without anger anger without sorrow sorrow without healing healing within the void surrender to the voice only peace within the void time is change as change is time surrender is change as change is mine healing within the void, within the void within the void within the void within the void
Feel the Thoughts Draining away Feel my blood Washing away But it don't Take the pain It still don't Make me sane There was a dream There was a dream Until the mirror shattered Until the mirror shattered The envelope Of cold surrounds What was warm Can not be found But it don't Still the pain Cold cuts in November rain There was no dream There was no dream Shards of the mirror pierce me Shards of the mirror pierce me
Just what you wanted Living free What I could give You've stolen from me x2 Talk all you want, it don't change a thing The past don't ever go away Do what you want, it won't change a thing Its a history that always stays Just what you wanted Living free What I could give You've stolen from me x4 Lie to them, lie to me Your words don't mean a thing How am I to sort this out? All the things you promised and never did How am I to figure it out? You've stolen from me stolen from me Just what you wanted Living free What I could give You've stolen from me x2 Stolen from me x2 Good Bye... x2
Who could be dying? So many are crying without ever realizing whose smiles have grown dim Trying to lose their pain in the din Time pushes, pulls, drags us along recording every turn we make with the worth of our judgements left in the wake it is our very being that freewill creates
All the things you said and done
a different story for everyone
lies that make you play a role
with a heart that has grown so cold
You're just fooling yourself
when you think you have control
you don't have anything at all
Your obsessions you need to feed
growing desperate you won't be freed
past is done and us with it
but you still fight over it
You're just kicking yourself
when you think you're in control
you're left with nothing in your hands
...in your hands
you can't see me again lying in your arms as friend you think you've won something with your lies and deceit truth is you have lost the loss that is complete when you feel me gone the presence for which you'll long keep it to yourself I won't tell your secret or break the disguise of your lies within lies within lies you are the heart without a soul the part that had to go without leaving without healing in the void the heart without a soul
Words that rhyme will make no sense If the words breathe innocence Thoughts as words will come to life Denials whispered in the night Don't tell me who you are I feel the presence from afar Poster girl, its what you do That got you pasted in the zoo Somehow it will all fit By thinking hard about it Pleasures weep for gentle touch As desire is all too much Swirled into a pastel pie And fade black into the sky I can tell where you are Just by standing in your tar Poster girl, its what you've done That's earned you the room for one Somehow it will all fit By thinking hard about it And in this brilliant madness grand A sense of logic, magic stands Defying all that is right Denying wrong through the night A place in your history A place for your misdeeds Poster girl, it is what you will That gives you the bitter pill Somehow it will all fit By thinking hard about it Yes I promise it will fit If you dare to think about it
There is a deamon in your heart Ripping your flesh apart Tearing the frabric of your brain Causing you to be insane There's no place for humanity You will never set yourself free Where is your soul now? Where is your soul now? Where is your soul now? Where is your soul now? Deamon always wants more from you And that is all that you can do Where is your soul now? How far away? Where is your soul now? How far away? Clawing at you and wants its only say It doesn't matter what you may think or want It is the ruler of all that you are Where is your soul? Where is it now? Where is your soul? Where is it now? Where is your soul? Where is it now?
I thought you loved me.... I thought you cared.... I thought you treasured me... held me up against the glare.... the glare of falseness... the patina of lies.... i thought you cherished me.... above all else you would die.... i thought you felt this.... this richness of one..... but how wrong can one be.... when its all said and done.... so i'll walk away sadly.... and leave you to dwell... i'll wander over fields alone.... in my own private hell.... I'll leave you to wander... wander on all alone.... for what good could it bring..... when your heart's made of stone.....
Chris Vaisvil
1996, 1997, 1998