Thursday, April 30, 2015

I Guess I Should Write

I probably should starting again. Just about things I've seen and learnt over the past couple of years. It's a good release and it'll be a nice outlet to put some thoughts into paper. Now if only I had a penny for my thoughts.. :D

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Its Been Awhile

It's been awhile 
Since I could 
Hold my head up high 
And it's been awhile 
Since I first saw you 
And it's been awhile 
Since I could stand 
On my own two feet again 
And it's been awhile 
Since I could call you 
And all the things I can't remember 
As ****ed up as it all may seem 
The consequences that are rendered 
I stretch myself beyond my means 

And it's been awhile 
Since I could say 
That I wasn't addicted 
It's been awhile 
Since I could say 
I loved myself as well 
And it's been awhile 
Since I've gone and 
****ed things up 
Just like I always do 
And it's been awhile 
But all that **** 
Seems to disappear 
When I'm with you 

And everything I can remember 
As ****ed up as it all may seem 
The consequences that I've rendered 
Have gone and ****ed things up again 

Why must I feel this way? 
Just make this go away 
Just one more peaceful day 

It's been awhile 
Since I couldn't 
Look at myself straight 
And it's been awhile 
Since I said, "I'm sorry" 
And it's been awhile 
Since I've seen the way 
The candles light your face 
And it's been awhile 
But I can still remember 
Just the way you taste 

And everything I can remember 
As ****ed up 
As it all may seem to be 
I know it's me 
I cannot blame this on my father 
He did the best he could for me 

It's been awhile 
Since I couldn't 
Hold my head up high 
And it's been awhile 
Since I said, "I'm sorry" 

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Kenny Rogers - The Gambler


On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
'Til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, "Son, I've made my life out of readin' people's faces,
And knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

"Now Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."

So when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Born Free

Born free, as free as the wind blows 
As free as the grass grows 
Born free to follow your heart 

Live free, and beauty surrounds you 
The world still astounds you 
Each time you look at a star 

Stay free, where no walls divide you 
You're free as a roaring tide 
So there's no need to hide 

Born free, and life is worth living 
But only worth living 
Cause you're born free                                        

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Stone Sour - Imperfect


Some things are better off forgotten
We bury them in places that we really only visit by ourselves
Oh you were a version like no other
Oh they never tell you what to do when all you see is gone
What's the sense in anything when what they say is wrong?

Oh what do you want to hear?
Do you know how many times
I tore myself apart cuz you're not here?
Oh why do you want to know?
Does it make you feel alive?
I had to die to finally let you go

Stop me... I find myself believing
A story gets rewritten so a blasphemy's permitted once again
Oh and you were so perfectly imperfect
Oh they never tell you what to do when all you have are lies
What's the sense in anything? It's just one more goodbye

Oh what do you want to hear?
Do you know how many times
I tore myself apart cuz you're not here?
Oh why do you want to know?
Does it make you feel alive?
I had to die to finally let you go

Oh what do you want to hear?
Do you know how many times
I tore myself apart cuz you're not here?
Oh why do you want to know?
Does it make you feel alive?
I had to die to finally let you go

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Live Forever

Maybe, I don't really want to know
How your garden grows
'Coz I just want to fly
Lately, did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks you to the bone

Maybe I just want to fly
I want to live I don't want to die
Maybe I just want to breath
Maybe I just don't believe
Maybe you're the same as me
We see things they'll never see
You and I are gonna live forever

Maybe, I don't really want to know
How your garden grows
'Coz I just want to fly
Lately, did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks you to the bone

Maybe I will never be
All the things that I want to be
But now is not the time to cry
Now's the time to find out why
I think you're the same as me
We see things they'll never see
You and I are gonna live forever
We're gonna live forever
Gonna live forever
Live forever
Forever

Thursday, July 12, 2007

People Management, Kiran Desai & John Petrucci???

Hey, next time you want someone to do something for you, show 'em whats in it for them. 'Coz, quite frankly, if they don't stand to gain something from it, its highly unlikely that they'll bother, unless of course, they're fucking stupid!!!!! Use this wherever you can, it'll make life and people a lot easier for you. And go read The Inheritance Of Loss. Kiran Desai is a terrific, terrific writer. The characters in that book are some of the best that i've ever come across.
This blog shall be deleted soon, 'coz guitaring is all i care about right now.
And if you are into guitaring, watch this video of Mr.John Petrucci playing Glasgow kiss, this guy's technique is the best man, the best.