Black Sheep Wall- by: unknown forgotten

Do you remember the potholes we spent weeks descending?
Diving downward for days all but in a moment of seconds?
Rough roads taking friends lives left and right?
Descending beyond the grave to transcend into light?
Supernatural condescending that traversed the ethereal?
Anceint technology overpowering existense and phsyics?
Power overwhelming, food for thought, and an invisible wall?
We are medieval man with a touch of lazer-guided accuracy,
Yet still unable to destroy Pluto.
We have so far to go before we are safe.

Worms that eat you from the inside out.
To death.

Waiting- by: unknown forgotten

There is a really slow moment that breaks the concrete beneath my feet
It moves so terribly slow that I have trouble really explaining it entirely
It starts with a twitch in the wrist
Then your brain starts to hum
At the same time your chests gums up and you cough
Alot
It really, really slows down from there
Then it gets really slow and you start to.
It drags on forever while waiting occurs
After the waiting which takes a whole lot of patience
And then more time
Something happens and it takes months to reach the finale,
And several years to end almost completely.

Time moves slow when the wind blows fast
Like sand into dunes
This is the end of that
And the beginning of those
lost in the desert
And lounging at an oasis
Glory

Say- by: unknown forgotten

And sometimes, say, sleep is what I want
But the last thing I need
Yet there is nothing I need
And, say, when will the day translate my thoughts to reality

I Can Fly If I Want To- by: unknown forgotten

Sometimes the moment our dreams contort themselves into reality
We realize that the embodiment of hope is harsh
Such peace and melody between our earlobes
But distortion from there to the air is off the charts

Child, you will never be able to fly
Remember, that's what you always wanted
Running so fast you lifted off the ground
Soaring like a bird as you slept in bed

And that good friend that is now dead
He will never come back to say goodbye
His body is buried and rotting
Despite what dreams you have at night

This, being life, is not a fucking game
Dreaming is not the answer to our problems
Nor are dreams come true what we need
We need to look around, stand tall, and laugh our asses off
For joy is the best saving grace
Rejoice bitches.

I can fly if I want to
I can soar the clouds
Faster than any plane
Freer than any bird
Kissing the heavens with my lips
And dipping back into the atmospheres
Diving down at hundreds of miles an hour
I can clip the tops of trees
Dodge through phone lines as I please
I can fly if I want to
I can fly in the sky,
touch the cool midnight stars,
And be everything I can be.
All the in the hours of dreams.

Seal of Protection- by: unknown forgotten

Lost inside my own head for weeks,
Like spinning inside a mason jar.
No recollection of life in the larger spectrum.
And when I come out for a moment,
I can see the sky, and the edge of the horizon,
All the stars, and the infinite,
And all the graveyards.
And it scares me terribly.
That's why I go back in.

Going ape-shit like a fucking monkey in the rafters with a knife.
Quite a predicament.

I would be terribly frightened if there was no end to life,
If the sun never went away;
We all need time to rest,
To sleep eternally.

Hush Hush Lush- by: unknown forgotten

Watching you get knocked around and over in a hurricane
Based loosely on overpowering, gossip and distrust
I left you there with how you chose
Making all the choices whether they had influence or not
And there you are taking up the blow of the right hand blast
Laser guided destruction I deliberately sent off into space
Yet somehow it was redirected off of proper satellites
And broadcast right back down into your brain's wave length
And when your canvas covered wagon breaks a wheel and goes toppling down
Or when your canvas covered wagon goes up in flames from dried up (no)goods
You'll know where the moonshine molotov cocktail came from
And that will hopefully be of my own
Not satellite or supernatural flow
Just a fiery message to get off the horse and be real
Be whom I used to love and know

I've Forgotten Your Name- by: unknown forgotten

Find me dancing in the street
Ripped free of any cloth but upon the loins
Smeared red with sacrificial blood
Attempting to compensate for your demise
The blood is of your offenders for when your back was twisted
And for the writing you refused to read upon the wall
And for the arrow's whizzing by your skull you chose to ignore
The police are here,
But I have not yet successfully atoned for your sins
I suppose I knew this to be,
I was just trying my hardest while you appeared to do nothing

Dangerously happy?

Ransack- by: unknown forgotten

It's too early to tell if I can handle the trials well
No doubt about getting through to the end
But how I will thrive without my bit of chaos
Can I bring out enough grace to be trampled by the mob,
When they come for what they want so bad?
Can I defend the fortune we've fought so long to protect?
Is it so wrong for me to exist without what has been my blood?
Should I fight, or do what they say is right,
And give up the nonpareil that has so long belonged to me?

In the Exponential Hours- by:unknown forgotten

Well, if those aren't the words that drive me to drinking
Such shaky nerves I can hardly see straight
You might as well told me to have a drink for you, and for death
To engulf myself into a maniacal liver-splitting binge
Hanging down under the bridges and by the railroad tracks
Screaming at the urban graffitti about how much I hate 'The Man'

Then,
If those words aren't the same that instill the very worst fear
The kind that only sickness induced dreams can bring forth
Thriving off the boiling brain and fever
With the sane mentality disappearing ever so swiftly
Depsite the icepacks the doctor insisted be placed on my baking skull
Dreams indescribeable in words for such terror therewithin is enough,
Enough to make a grown man break down and cry and want to die

Then,
If those aren't the words that broke my back
And my knees, and my ankles, and my neck
Such a frightful collapse if anybody had been there
They would have thought God himself smited my very being with his Almighty foot
Curled up in a fleshy painful heap, arms flailing frantically about
Helpless to move or get help
Twists in my neck so harsh my throat is collaped,
Further unable to scream for reprieve, but also unable to breathe
In such fear of decease I stabbed a pen through my throat
And lay still as the pain caused me to black out

Then.
I slept well for the first time in along time that night

I like it here.

Clocked- by: unknown forgotten

There was a very small time slot available
That availed to scrutiny and I could ablige
But it was not up to me to expel that sort of information
The Hands of Time clicked every moment and cut into my shoulders
And now I haven't had arms for years
Tell me everything

Knockout.
It's where I go.
3,2,1, roll around the floor.
It's the black zone beneath both worlds.
It's where I go.

In the Hills- by: unknown forgotten

Cheers.
This flesh is bloodmoney, bloodlife
Here's to the drunken starvation
Under an emergency blanket
Partaking in necessity
Damn, it's so cold outside
And sitting still will only slow life down
We need to keep running
Sometimes I just need to keep running
Sometimes I just need to slow down and look around
Really it's not that cold outside.

Hot Out Here- by: unknown forgotten

Paradise out West, or East
Depends on which direction you come from

I could really use a drop to drink right now
I didn't plan for this dieing before I wake
And the stand before some solid judge did me no good
These handcuffs are digging into my skin deep
Oh, I could use a drop to drink right now
Way out here in wonderful Hawaii

The sun sets so soft and red
The bonfire torches behind my head
But the lynching mob is holding my shoulders
And I'm done for in less than a few moments
Way out here in beautiful Hawaii