Inkwell

The mind fragile and of glass

Isn't steel, metal, or brass

The brain, our personal inkwell

Often lays dormant, under a spell

This cursed trickery revels in glee

It has won out in our conformity

The inkwells dried up and bottles empty

Because we don’t need paper, save the trees

No medium of personality transferable

No way to express individuality preferable

Waste away each and every day

Discussing and pondering what you should say

Forget the technology we appraise so

Separate yourself from this death row

Dust off your inkwell and fill it to the brim

Pull out your pen and brush so form-fittingly slim

Speak words aloud freshly scribed

Sing songs whose lyrics you’ve long past modified

Even if outcast and misunderstood

Genuine emotion can find its way from the woods

Stop hiding in the forest so lost and alone

The trees are the people all carrying the same tone

Clean out the attic so dusty back home

Rediscover your inkwell and let your mind roam

Thoughts of You (Song in Progress)

huh. Well... I actually wrote this like 5 months ago, but the vocals still aren't done and I apparently forgot to post the lyrics up, so I posted them up now. And here is the link to the music w.o vocals to listen to for now. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGHYeymy5kk&feature=player_embedded

Hands and fingers intertwined

Mind and thoughts all combined
Heart and soul a single link
Each pair completely in sync

Day by day each passin’ by
Don’t take a notice, don’t see why
Rather be awake than sleep
Reality sweet as dreams

Your every thought consumes me
Your every move – ecstasy
Your every motion - gentle
Your every whisper – so sweet

Your every touch - a soft caress
And all else just escapes me

Nothing else in this whole world
Exists except for you and me
All around is so blurry
You - the single focus

Thoughts of you consume me
Layin’ there, unable to sleep
It ain’t needed anymore
All I want is you by me

Your every thought consumes me
Your every move – ecstasy
Your every motion - gentle
Your every whisper – so sweet

 ‘Til the next time we can meet

Thinking of both you and me
Of us and our memories
Of us and our memories

Your every thought consumes me
Your every move – ecstasy
Your every motion - gentle
Your every whisper – so sweet

Your every touch - a soft caress

And all else just escapes me

Thoughts Intergalactic

Staring at the ceiling every night wondering what is above me

Imagination consumed by the dark sky engulfing meteors

Flying by so much faster than my human eyes can possibly see

That chance of emerging myself in space, simply a blur

How would it be to dwell in the space above?

Looking down here would seem so much further

What is up there that I would hate, that I would love?

But I would be able to see this world so much clearer

So unlike what I'm accustomed to would it be

Would the buildings on the moon be craters?

At a loss without my land, grass, flowers, and trees

Rocks and sandy dust doesn’t match the comfort of the waters

If only our own planet Earth weren’t so boisterously deafening

I could settle away from crowds in comfort, simply thinking