Lost Faith (in angels)

          - Lost Faith -

           ( in angels )

Running all alone through the night.

Time out of phase,

    but it's real all right.

The stars above burn without fire.

We are spinning our wheels,

    going round but never higher . . .

we've lost faith in angels.

Wish this place was only a dream.

The kick of machine guns

    and the grenades scream.

We see the traces of the mind crime.

We are holding the gun,

    as our dreams so slowly die . . .

We’ve lost faith in angels -

- we’re falling down.

it's a too cruel world, and we have no choice but to stay -

it’s so criminal, stains of our past just never seem to wash away . . .

we've lost all faith in angels, and we’re going down.

Screaming out alone in the night.

Feel the time is a waste,

    an internal fight.

All the diamonds that we’ve thrown in the river.

Hopes for the Golden Path,

    that ‘they’ never deliver . . .

we've lost faith in angels.

If someone try’s to promise the dream.

We will open our eyes,

    and scream it out

Remembering that pain is the rule.

Somehow sugar and spice,

    always leads to cruel . . .

We’ve lost faith in angels -

- as we fall down.

2013.01.10 @ 2155

Message In A Bottle

               - Message In A Bottle -

we’re sending out a message to our self -
so when this bottle reaches shore . . .
we will know that we are fine -
we shouldn’t look for love anymore.

we warned our self,
 of the blackness in our chest .
the razor wire ‘round our heart,
 that never takes a rest .
it's funny what we find,
  when our heart climbs up a peak.
pain is what we get,
 when pain is what we seek

we’re sending out a message to our self -
so  when this bottle reaches shore . . .
we will know that we are fine -
we shouldn’t look for love anymore.

we made every choice,
 and stumbled along our way.
each day we spent in hell,
  was another choice to stay .
it's funny what we feared,
 is the thing that made us weak.
the truth is what we get,
 when truth is what we speak.

we’re sending out a message to our self -
so  when this bottle reaches shore . . .
we will know that we are fine -
we shouldn’t look for love anymore.

2013.01.05 @ 0545