V1)
When dusk comes to the sound of a morning sun, wonder what we'll all become
And when the night disapears and the future nears, to the sound of dying fears,
And we all sing, at all the joy we all bring, nobody needs gold or bling,
just everything, and everyone, to become to be, to be free, to be able to see,
And let love be your umbrella, let life be your shelter, let time be your answer,
V2)
I've seen people die and cry, but i've never understood why, and if anyone told me it was just a lie,
Nobody should fell sad, i only wish everyone could be glad, to be alive and free, to be a part of history,
To be born is to be, and to be, is sheer esctasy, to see the sun rise and never drop again,
to never know the name of pain, to never know the feel of fear, to know everyone is near,
And to breathe, to believe in life, to find a perfect existence without trouble or strife,
C)
Nirvana is each other, not a city, not a pretty landscape, we are each other's escape,
To look into each other's eyes, we'll always see the sun rise, there are no lies to truth
And when we all get there, everybody will sing and love, and that will be more than enough,
To hold hands in a endless circle of humanity, salvation is each other, not a picture of water colors,
buildings crumble and people stumble, but that which lays within, to give that up would be the darkest sin
V3)
Beauty is a person beside you, dreams are made within and without, but not alone, not like a stone,
And crying, is like dying, slowly, on a drip feed, and all we are is beauty sprung fourth from a seed,
We give this dark universe color and light, we make the pale moonlight night, wide and bright
And all we are is shining stars, because they are ours, we don't need buildings or cars, just each other,
And when we find nirvana, we'll find it together, or we'll never find it ever, only we can get better,
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Friday, 12 August 2011
Too Long
V1)
Winter came like the begining of a rotten game, the whole world looking for a soul to blame,
When the sky fills with tears that fall like endless fears, when all they do is sear
And my heart will bloom like a sun unfolding, when you're the one i'm holding,
No one else has the key to my mind, no one else can uncover or find me,
Just empty halls and locked doors, as we travel from city to city, wars to wars,
V2)
And mystery is not a science, just a cruel tolerence, when our love was the victim of severence,
All my being chokes on the meaning, as my heart lays alone in the corner dreaming,
Just waiting for you to return so I can learn, what it is to be a part of something special,
But i'm waiting for the return of god, the return of jesus, the return of joy, when all life is, is a broken toy,
And gods are never reborn, and lovers never return, all they do is sit in your heart and mind and burn,
burn away your existence like a fuse flickering, and the wicked remain wicked, for it's all they know
C)
It's been too long since I heard your song, it's been too long since I felt we belong,
You robbed me of hope and left me a victim unable to cope, in a harsh and bitter existence without you,
Life is tragic, not magic. Life is not an art or even a science, just a scrambled mess of endlessness
When we leave, i find it hard to believe it's for anything, other than to let go of everything,
Like when I saw you walking down the hall, away from me forever, you took me with you, left me a empty body
V3)
And tears cried turned to tears dried, and smiles smiled were feelings lied as I slowly died,
And nobody can save me except your soul, nobody else has that sort of effect or control
And time is an echo of endless sorrow, of a life I Can not see or borrow, a dream I can not dream,
And birds don't fly anymore, they just slam into the door, the angels don't sing, they just crash and burn,
And when life is better, will be never, for life is just torture, an endless parade of agony, a broken harmony
V4)
Worser by the nano second, darker by the streak of light, could see the world sink tonight,
As the sky floods with dark clouds, and the streets fill with mental crowds,
All we are is flesh and skin, yet within lay a billion streets, a trillion doors, an impossible number of states
Yet you override them all, no matter how much I play the fool, just be by your side is all I need
Winter came like the begining of a rotten game, the whole world looking for a soul to blame,
When the sky fills with tears that fall like endless fears, when all they do is sear
And my heart will bloom like a sun unfolding, when you're the one i'm holding,
No one else has the key to my mind, no one else can uncover or find me,
Just empty halls and locked doors, as we travel from city to city, wars to wars,
V2)
And mystery is not a science, just a cruel tolerence, when our love was the victim of severence,
All my being chokes on the meaning, as my heart lays alone in the corner dreaming,
Just waiting for you to return so I can learn, what it is to be a part of something special,
But i'm waiting for the return of god, the return of jesus, the return of joy, when all life is, is a broken toy,
And gods are never reborn, and lovers never return, all they do is sit in your heart and mind and burn,
burn away your existence like a fuse flickering, and the wicked remain wicked, for it's all they know
C)
It's been too long since I heard your song, it's been too long since I felt we belong,
You robbed me of hope and left me a victim unable to cope, in a harsh and bitter existence without you,
Life is tragic, not magic. Life is not an art or even a science, just a scrambled mess of endlessness
When we leave, i find it hard to believe it's for anything, other than to let go of everything,
Like when I saw you walking down the hall, away from me forever, you took me with you, left me a empty body
V3)
And tears cried turned to tears dried, and smiles smiled were feelings lied as I slowly died,
And nobody can save me except your soul, nobody else has that sort of effect or control
And time is an echo of endless sorrow, of a life I Can not see or borrow, a dream I can not dream,
And birds don't fly anymore, they just slam into the door, the angels don't sing, they just crash and burn,
And when life is better, will be never, for life is just torture, an endless parade of agony, a broken harmony
V4)
Worser by the nano second, darker by the streak of light, could see the world sink tonight,
As the sky floods with dark clouds, and the streets fill with mental crowds,
All we are is flesh and skin, yet within lay a billion streets, a trillion doors, an impossible number of states
Yet you override them all, no matter how much I play the fool, just be by your side is all I need
Thursday, 11 August 2011
Dawn
V1)
Waking up to a dream never seen, this life is a violent scream every thing is obscene,
We toss each other aside like we've got nowhere to hide, we keep our real self hidden inside,
Tomorrow king's will fall and people will rise, because we are the true leaders, the true believers,
Kings walk on egg shells, they sail seas on invisible sails, they're chasing invisible tails,
I am the person to be a dream, in the middle of a lost scene, without picture, or sound, or meaning
V2)
Can't borrow love or happiness, can't rent time or spend life, just gotta be what you can,
no matter the cost or what is lost, we ride the empty waves of discontent, until our minds are bent,
And maybe music is the answer to nothing and dreams are just random images loosely joined
And nothing but the face I see in my sleep, can wake me from this nightmare, noone else can share,
the way I feel, that life can one day be real, more than a thing to steal, more than a running bill,
C)
When the dawn breaks, no matter what it takes, if you're there, love is all it wakes
Living in the shadow of the past, wondering how long this feeling will ever last,
forever is the only thing i know, to let go is to not be, and to be a part of yesterday's history,
And when I dream of days with you, they seem so true, even when the skies are violent and blue,
There is peace inside me, just dying to be free, just dying to be a part of you and me,
V3)
Nothing but everything is enough for the human race, will they ever give up the chase,
and just be happy and ok, singing songs of love and joy, stop treating life like a broken toy,
Will they ever see the beauty in each other, will they ever put down the gun and come together,
I have not got the answer, just the chance to be a dreamer, and dream of that world with all my might and being,
To see this world one of peace and understanding, one of true loving, one of utter meaning,
Waking up to a dream never seen, this life is a violent scream every thing is obscene,
We toss each other aside like we've got nowhere to hide, we keep our real self hidden inside,
Tomorrow king's will fall and people will rise, because we are the true leaders, the true believers,
Kings walk on egg shells, they sail seas on invisible sails, they're chasing invisible tails,
I am the person to be a dream, in the middle of a lost scene, without picture, or sound, or meaning
V2)
Can't borrow love or happiness, can't rent time or spend life, just gotta be what you can,
no matter the cost or what is lost, we ride the empty waves of discontent, until our minds are bent,
And maybe music is the answer to nothing and dreams are just random images loosely joined
And nothing but the face I see in my sleep, can wake me from this nightmare, noone else can share,
the way I feel, that life can one day be real, more than a thing to steal, more than a running bill,
C)
When the dawn breaks, no matter what it takes, if you're there, love is all it wakes
Living in the shadow of the past, wondering how long this feeling will ever last,
forever is the only thing i know, to let go is to not be, and to be a part of yesterday's history,
And when I dream of days with you, they seem so true, even when the skies are violent and blue,
There is peace inside me, just dying to be free, just dying to be a part of you and me,
V3)
Nothing but everything is enough for the human race, will they ever give up the chase,
and just be happy and ok, singing songs of love and joy, stop treating life like a broken toy,
Will they ever see the beauty in each other, will they ever put down the gun and come together,
I have not got the answer, just the chance to be a dreamer, and dream of that world with all my might and being,
To see this world one of peace and understanding, one of true loving, one of utter meaning,
Nobody
V1)
Like the locust swarm, life can be full and warm, a daytrip in paradise from the moment your born,
Or it can be like the firefly, lost in the sky, shining bright but lost in the night,
A torrent of wicked winds, and no angels sing, just demons banging at the doors of eternity,
And truth is a tool, not a fact, lies are the only reality, in this horrid torn apart fantasy,
And ecstasy, the feelings of joy and belonging, you brought, the only dream i've sought,
V2)
And wake me when the night is over, wake me when the fever is gone, and you and I belong,
And morning light burns my skin like a magnifying glass, for anything else to be no one would ask,
As I run from point a to point b, like the trapped entity, lost in a sea of eternity, a world of misery,
And like dreams that end, there is no will or sense to pretend you're still here, no matter how precious or dear
And that you'll never return is my only fear, my only pain I can not control or pretend to overcome
C)
I live in a world with nobody, as I try to become somebody, but it feels like a waste of energy,
To cry or die, to give up or try, these wicked souls, and their deathly goals, and the wind she just blows,
And maybe morning never comes, maybe the sun never rises, it just materializes, like a sudden surprise,
All I know for sure, is the one person I want will never walk through the door, at least not forever more,
And my mind is blind, to the things I can not reach or find, if I'm a product, i was badly designed,
V3)
I hang from the rope, dangle like a victim unable to cope, sliding down the slope,
And every road is ice, every stop is a pop, as my body fails piece by piece,
And nothing makes sense except the pretense, that anybody ever cared, when it's just a lie,
In a world of bad actors, acting the good people, when their truth is only wicked evil,
If there was a god he would not allow this, so there is none, just me alone the number one,
Like the locust swarm, life can be full and warm, a daytrip in paradise from the moment your born,
Or it can be like the firefly, lost in the sky, shining bright but lost in the night,
A torrent of wicked winds, and no angels sing, just demons banging at the doors of eternity,
And truth is a tool, not a fact, lies are the only reality, in this horrid torn apart fantasy,
And ecstasy, the feelings of joy and belonging, you brought, the only dream i've sought,
V2)
And wake me when the night is over, wake me when the fever is gone, and you and I belong,
And morning light burns my skin like a magnifying glass, for anything else to be no one would ask,
As I run from point a to point b, like the trapped entity, lost in a sea of eternity, a world of misery,
And like dreams that end, there is no will or sense to pretend you're still here, no matter how precious or dear
And that you'll never return is my only fear, my only pain I can not control or pretend to overcome
C)
I live in a world with nobody, as I try to become somebody, but it feels like a waste of energy,
To cry or die, to give up or try, these wicked souls, and their deathly goals, and the wind she just blows,
And maybe morning never comes, maybe the sun never rises, it just materializes, like a sudden surprise,
All I know for sure, is the one person I want will never walk through the door, at least not forever more,
And my mind is blind, to the things I can not reach or find, if I'm a product, i was badly designed,
V3)
I hang from the rope, dangle like a victim unable to cope, sliding down the slope,
And every road is ice, every stop is a pop, as my body fails piece by piece,
And nothing makes sense except the pretense, that anybody ever cared, when it's just a lie,
In a world of bad actors, acting the good people, when their truth is only wicked evil,
If there was a god he would not allow this, so there is none, just me alone the number one,
Monday, 8 August 2011
The Shrink
V1)
I've been nowhere fast, I've been to the future and seen the past, I've wondered how long this'll last,
I've dreamed dreams of love and tender souls, becoming the dream I dream, you are the laser beam,
I wonder through this aybss, wondering who i'll miss, nothing or nowhere prepared me for this,
And eyes, with the window to heaven, a dream I've dreamed since I knew the concept of words,
And caustic nightmares, reflected on walls and in my heart, as life threatens to blow apart,
V2)
I whistle a lonely tune in the mist of another grey afternoon, I guess there really is no spoon,
just a mind forever voyagering, a soul forever dying, a being forever trying, to find peace and harmony,
But all I find are the battles and wars, all I have to show for existence are scars and sores,
As my head rages inside, I see angel eyes, I see violent skies pulled apart by dirty lies,
Nobody on earth seems to have a heart or soul, then I met you and finally there was a semblence of control
C)
I wonder where you'll be, when you don't see me, I wonder how you'll feel, when my heart you do not steal,
I could cry forever and a day, if i thought tears mattered, but for all their beauty they just splatter and disappear,
I guess being human in a world of devils is the price beauty must pay, for the inner rage to stay away,
And the shrink I saw, was an open door, to another world, one where my dreams would be held, not torn apart,
She was the dream I've been dreaming, even if no certain future is coming, even if I'm still learning, how to survive
And nobody can say, you're not worth the stay, even if all of life is just some dirty play,
V3)
and when night time always comes, to the shadow of a thousand suns, all I hear and see are zeros and ones,
because you're not here beside me, telling me i'm free, holding me and reassuring me, there is more,
I don't need riches, or the wisdom of god, just your company, just your warmth and empathy,
even if it never comes, like the dawn of a million suns, at least we crossed stars, even if they were not ours,
And nobody can say we never shared time briefly, even if a thief stole the key to my heart long ago,
I've been nowhere fast, I've been to the future and seen the past, I've wondered how long this'll last,
I've dreamed dreams of love and tender souls, becoming the dream I dream, you are the laser beam,
I wonder through this aybss, wondering who i'll miss, nothing or nowhere prepared me for this,
And eyes, with the window to heaven, a dream I've dreamed since I knew the concept of words,
And caustic nightmares, reflected on walls and in my heart, as life threatens to blow apart,
V2)
I whistle a lonely tune in the mist of another grey afternoon, I guess there really is no spoon,
just a mind forever voyagering, a soul forever dying, a being forever trying, to find peace and harmony,
But all I find are the battles and wars, all I have to show for existence are scars and sores,
As my head rages inside, I see angel eyes, I see violent skies pulled apart by dirty lies,
Nobody on earth seems to have a heart or soul, then I met you and finally there was a semblence of control
C)
I wonder where you'll be, when you don't see me, I wonder how you'll feel, when my heart you do not steal,
I could cry forever and a day, if i thought tears mattered, but for all their beauty they just splatter and disappear,
I guess being human in a world of devils is the price beauty must pay, for the inner rage to stay away,
And the shrink I saw, was an open door, to another world, one where my dreams would be held, not torn apart,
She was the dream I've been dreaming, even if no certain future is coming, even if I'm still learning, how to survive
And nobody can say, you're not worth the stay, even if all of life is just some dirty play,
V3)
and when night time always comes, to the shadow of a thousand suns, all I hear and see are zeros and ones,
because you're not here beside me, telling me i'm free, holding me and reassuring me, there is more,
I don't need riches, or the wisdom of god, just your company, just your warmth and empathy,
even if it never comes, like the dawn of a million suns, at least we crossed stars, even if they were not ours,
And nobody can say we never shared time briefly, even if a thief stole the key to my heart long ago,
Sunday, 7 August 2011
Where Love Begins
Verse 1)
All we are, are passengers of a harsh star, don't know where we're from, or how far we're going,
We rub our eyes and shake our heads, as we cruise through an existence of metals and leads,
Believe in each other and we believe in our selves, till the morning sunrise, till we open our eyes,
And nobody is perfect but we trust the future to be, we can only wait for eternity,
And til there are only tears to cry, and questions to ask why, if we live or if we die,
Verse 2)
And I dream a lost dream, of a human lost to me, somewhere far away, somewhere in history,
And my mind paints a sad picture, if life was only dream not reality, if only we were perfect,
And all there was to love was finding each other, and then we could always be together,
But it's more complicated than rocket science, it is a devotion without obiendence,
And nobody said it was perfect, but I truly believe you are more than worth it,
C)
Where does love begin and the pain end, when will you be my last friend,
Until the heavens cry and the storms form above in the darkened skies,
Nobody means nobody, somebody is everybody to me, until i'm with you i'm not free,
I can only be, be the same version of me, but I try, to be the you you'd want to be,
As only you know, as only comes tomorrow, if life is a horrow show, then roll the credits
V3)
I practise and preach happiness and love, but it never finds me, it never becomes real,
I beg and steal, if only to be and feel, but it never feels real, never more than a puppet show,
And the strings are tangled and my mind all mixed up, like a bug dead in a cup,
my life is only a mirror image, of the things i'll never be, of the feelings i'll never feel,
And where you are, is somewhere way too far, no matter the travel, no matter the car,
All we are, are passengers of a harsh star, don't know where we're from, or how far we're going,
We rub our eyes and shake our heads, as we cruise through an existence of metals and leads,
Believe in each other and we believe in our selves, till the morning sunrise, till we open our eyes,
And nobody is perfect but we trust the future to be, we can only wait for eternity,
And til there are only tears to cry, and questions to ask why, if we live or if we die,
Verse 2)
And I dream a lost dream, of a human lost to me, somewhere far away, somewhere in history,
And my mind paints a sad picture, if life was only dream not reality, if only we were perfect,
And all there was to love was finding each other, and then we could always be together,
But it's more complicated than rocket science, it is a devotion without obiendence,
And nobody said it was perfect, but I truly believe you are more than worth it,
C)
Where does love begin and the pain end, when will you be my last friend,
Until the heavens cry and the storms form above in the darkened skies,
Nobody means nobody, somebody is everybody to me, until i'm with you i'm not free,
I can only be, be the same version of me, but I try, to be the you you'd want to be,
As only you know, as only comes tomorrow, if life is a horrow show, then roll the credits
V3)
I practise and preach happiness and love, but it never finds me, it never becomes real,
I beg and steal, if only to be and feel, but it never feels real, never more than a puppet show,
And the strings are tangled and my mind all mixed up, like a bug dead in a cup,
my life is only a mirror image, of the things i'll never be, of the feelings i'll never feel,
And where you are, is somewhere way too far, no matter the travel, no matter the car,
Where Sunlight Never Falls
V1)
History, a swansong of misery, love, the cost of living, the price of giving,
And we fleet inbetween happy and sad, we're always the opposite of glad,
And to find time for joy in this universe, this toy, is like finding the holy grail,
We may as crawl like a snail, sit by the fire chewing our nails,
V2)
And we were never more than passing ships, never touched finger tips,
Our eyes never met in darkened quaters, we never held hands or touched shoulders,
We never kissed or said we'll be missed, we were just strangers talking, as the sun light was fading,
Yet every second our parting came closer, my heart grew weaker, my soul more lost,
And when the moment came, i knew my life would never reach such heights again,
C)
Where sunlight never falls, for we are just love's fools, and no song can fix my heart,
no words can calm my mind, no joy can replace you, you were the sun to the sky,
And now all there is night, no sign of stars or light, just my chest pounding tight,
And drugs do nothing, songs just fade away, and stories are just play, but one thing will always stay,
Your endless smile, that was like a dream come true, that was just for me, just for you,
V3)
And all my heart can do, is grow old and blue, without you, without your honest soul,
And nothing is worth saving if your love is not coming, nothing is worth being, if it is without your being
And peace and serenity are abstract terms that have no place in a world without your smiling face,
Because all I can be, is a man in love with history, a man dying to breathe again, dying to see again,
To know you're ok and happy, even without me, to know you're smiling still, and feeling the good thoughts we all oughta
History, a swansong of misery, love, the cost of living, the price of giving,
And we fleet inbetween happy and sad, we're always the opposite of glad,
And to find time for joy in this universe, this toy, is like finding the holy grail,
We may as crawl like a snail, sit by the fire chewing our nails,
V2)
And we were never more than passing ships, never touched finger tips,
Our eyes never met in darkened quaters, we never held hands or touched shoulders,
We never kissed or said we'll be missed, we were just strangers talking, as the sun light was fading,
Yet every second our parting came closer, my heart grew weaker, my soul more lost,
And when the moment came, i knew my life would never reach such heights again,
C)
Where sunlight never falls, for we are just love's fools, and no song can fix my heart,
no words can calm my mind, no joy can replace you, you were the sun to the sky,
And now all there is night, no sign of stars or light, just my chest pounding tight,
And drugs do nothing, songs just fade away, and stories are just play, but one thing will always stay,
Your endless smile, that was like a dream come true, that was just for me, just for you,
V3)
And all my heart can do, is grow old and blue, without you, without your honest soul,
And nothing is worth saving if your love is not coming, nothing is worth being, if it is without your being
And peace and serenity are abstract terms that have no place in a world without your smiling face,
Because all I can be, is a man in love with history, a man dying to breathe again, dying to see again,
To know you're ok and happy, even without me, to know you're smiling still, and feeling the good thoughts we all oughta
Saturday, 6 August 2011
No Goodbyes
V1)
I've seen suns set, nowhere but my mind, I've found things others will never find,
To be free is to be blind, to be me is to be too much the lost kind,
As a dream worth dreaming is dying, like the angels are crying, and the storms rising,
And tomorrow captures me like the pawn on the chess board, if only there was more than sky and lord,
But we're just victims of our own huburus, too much the soldier, too much the warrior, to be the lover,
V2)
And when vanillia skies and crimson suns fade into view, thinking about you is all my tiny little mind can do,
To be happy is to be with you, there are no other paths, there are no other laughs,
As my soul fights for substance and meaning, I see a black sky coming, a dark world forming,
And terror my joy, life my toy, I've been falling ever since I was a lonely little boy,
c)
There are no goodbyes, only tears to cry, only questions why, as we part like day and night,
And the sky too bright to see, the stars too far to be, the world too lost to me,
all I can be is your stranger, in this town of lies, in this world of deciet and treachery,
ain't no love left, no time for cross words, just broken birds, flying nowhere
And the cost of life is death, that is all I know, and the cost of my dreams are sadness, that is all I know
Verse 3)
To live in a free world is a dream not worth dreaming, for it could never exist,
To be free in this terror, is a vanity too vain to be, it is no more than fog in the mist,
As we cross the bridges, walk the roads, and climb the buildings of our mind and soul,
To find each other, will never be, because this is just me, not you, not your dream, not your thing,
And so I wander alone like the sinking stone, all up by the moonlight, chasing ghosts and shadows
I've seen suns set, nowhere but my mind, I've found things others will never find,
To be free is to be blind, to be me is to be too much the lost kind,
As a dream worth dreaming is dying, like the angels are crying, and the storms rising,
And tomorrow captures me like the pawn on the chess board, if only there was more than sky and lord,
But we're just victims of our own huburus, too much the soldier, too much the warrior, to be the lover,
V2)
And when vanillia skies and crimson suns fade into view, thinking about you is all my tiny little mind can do,
To be happy is to be with you, there are no other paths, there are no other laughs,
As my soul fights for substance and meaning, I see a black sky coming, a dark world forming,
And terror my joy, life my toy, I've been falling ever since I was a lonely little boy,
c)
There are no goodbyes, only tears to cry, only questions why, as we part like day and night,
And the sky too bright to see, the stars too far to be, the world too lost to me,
all I can be is your stranger, in this town of lies, in this world of deciet and treachery,
ain't no love left, no time for cross words, just broken birds, flying nowhere
And the cost of life is death, that is all I know, and the cost of my dreams are sadness, that is all I know
Verse 3)
To live in a free world is a dream not worth dreaming, for it could never exist,
To be free in this terror, is a vanity too vain to be, it is no more than fog in the mist,
As we cross the bridges, walk the roads, and climb the buildings of our mind and soul,
To find each other, will never be, because this is just me, not you, not your dream, not your thing,
And so I wander alone like the sinking stone, all up by the moonlight, chasing ghosts and shadows
Only You
V1)
Ravens fly in overhead, like thoughts seeping from my head, and blackbirds, screaming inaudible words,
Life is a suckerpunch, there is only one, not zero, there are no heroes,
Just life the game, every rule is the same, do not feel happy, only feel pain,
And when the melody plays, the darkness comes and stays, and the night is never going away,
And I think, a thought of play, to dream away, the ghosts, the empty rooms,
V2)
A million people in nirvana couldn't see tomorrow come, the way I've become to realize,
There is no beauty to lies, only deceit, there is no joy to pain, only the dirty game,
And when the way I feel becomes too real, I can only drop to my heel,
If life was a butterfly to capture, there would be nothing left but the rapture,
And my mind is a splintered orginism, my soul and heart, a metal prison
C)
The melody of life plays on, with and without me, because there are only things to feel,
Like how I chase you, yet I can not find you, like how true it is, that I love you,
And to be more than a begger at your door, to be more than a kid at war,
To see the sunrise and watch it set, if only for once, to know the beauty of being,
But I never do, i just sit limp, wondering thoughts about you, till my face and eyes are cold blue,
V3)
And the mystery of the science is blind to me, I just know how much I want you,
nothing left but a forgotten man's lonely breath, nothing more than a locked and worn out door,
And my mind is a cage, my soul a torn page, and there is nothing left but empty pointless rage,
As the world flies, my soul slowly dies,as my hands tremble and my mind begs the gods for a day,
Without this, with you, and only you.
Ravens fly in overhead, like thoughts seeping from my head, and blackbirds, screaming inaudible words,
Life is a suckerpunch, there is only one, not zero, there are no heroes,
Just life the game, every rule is the same, do not feel happy, only feel pain,
And when the melody plays, the darkness comes and stays, and the night is never going away,
And I think, a thought of play, to dream away, the ghosts, the empty rooms,
V2)
A million people in nirvana couldn't see tomorrow come, the way I've become to realize,
There is no beauty to lies, only deceit, there is no joy to pain, only the dirty game,
And when the way I feel becomes too real, I can only drop to my heel,
If life was a butterfly to capture, there would be nothing left but the rapture,
And my mind is a splintered orginism, my soul and heart, a metal prison
C)
The melody of life plays on, with and without me, because there are only things to feel,
Like how I chase you, yet I can not find you, like how true it is, that I love you,
And to be more than a begger at your door, to be more than a kid at war,
To see the sunrise and watch it set, if only for once, to know the beauty of being,
But I never do, i just sit limp, wondering thoughts about you, till my face and eyes are cold blue,
V3)
And the mystery of the science is blind to me, I just know how much I want you,
nothing left but a forgotten man's lonely breath, nothing more than a locked and worn out door,
And my mind is a cage, my soul a torn page, and there is nothing left but empty pointless rage,
As the world flies, my soul slowly dies,as my hands tremble and my mind begs the gods for a day,
Without this, with you, and only you.
A Sky Above
V1)
Dirty rain, falling on me like echoes of pain, and my blood pumps less and less,
The dirty mess, the neon wilderness, the concrete sleep, i dream no dream to keep,
And wings are no good if you do not know how to fly, eyes no good if you do not know how to cry,
And inbetween now and then, when the starlit heavens beckoned, when the future was dying to happen,
No surrender, no giving up, just walking, just talking, pointlessly, no why just an endless sky,
V2)
And my heart is a cage for my inner page, I sit on the corner of an empty street,
the world was never at my feet, and my mind and soul always too incomplete,
My life featuring nothing but starlight, and sky, nothing but pain, and dirty rain,
And wondering when I'll hear you singing, the song of belonging, the dreams of becoming
C)
A sky above, a world of broken hearts and forgotten love, too lost to be found,
Stuck to the earthly ground, even if the future we're all star bound, i am the lonely hound,
Dreaming of a life less ordinary, talking of a place less dirty, a hope less redundent,
if my mind was powered by a current, no bulb would be lit, my arms too rigid to slit,
And my heart and soul fighting for control, whichever way the wind does blow,
V3)
And for now, and for ever, and for when ever the stars shape a dream, of a unbeatable team,
and my engines run on empty steam, and the sunlight strikes me like a laser beam,
Nothing hurts anymore, because it all does, and whereever the future goes,
I'll walk into it blindly, i'll think of it madly, i'll cry for it deeply, as i sleep
Dirty rain, falling on me like echoes of pain, and my blood pumps less and less,
The dirty mess, the neon wilderness, the concrete sleep, i dream no dream to keep,
And wings are no good if you do not know how to fly, eyes no good if you do not know how to cry,
And inbetween now and then, when the starlit heavens beckoned, when the future was dying to happen,
No surrender, no giving up, just walking, just talking, pointlessly, no why just an endless sky,
V2)
And my heart is a cage for my inner page, I sit on the corner of an empty street,
the world was never at my feet, and my mind and soul always too incomplete,
My life featuring nothing but starlight, and sky, nothing but pain, and dirty rain,
And wondering when I'll hear you singing, the song of belonging, the dreams of becoming
C)
A sky above, a world of broken hearts and forgotten love, too lost to be found,
Stuck to the earthly ground, even if the future we're all star bound, i am the lonely hound,
Dreaming of a life less ordinary, talking of a place less dirty, a hope less redundent,
if my mind was powered by a current, no bulb would be lit, my arms too rigid to slit,
And my heart and soul fighting for control, whichever way the wind does blow,
V3)
And for now, and for ever, and for when ever the stars shape a dream, of a unbeatable team,
and my engines run on empty steam, and the sunlight strikes me like a laser beam,
Nothing hurts anymore, because it all does, and whereever the future goes,
I'll walk into it blindly, i'll think of it madly, i'll cry for it deeply, as i sleep
Friday, 5 August 2011
A Script About Something - "This World Is Crazy"
Me, being the Anti-Larry, am in the mood to write something about something.
Now, me, also being the pro-jerry(I.e, jewish, sexy and in love with a jewish dancer(well in my dreams at least lol)) have decided to make that something a comedy. and what's this, a blog post with talking not just content. weird!
Now join me, as we wander over to the what-if machine, and ask it an important question.
Q:What would happen if the cast of Friends met the cast of Seinfeld?
A:\/\/
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INT - Monk's Cafe - The Year 2011
Jerry and George at sat at the table.
Jerry
So at this point, you made your excuses and left her house?
George
No?
Jerry
I see. So you still sensed the possibility of intercourse occuring?
George
No.
Jerry
You were suffering some sort of medicine related flashback to when you had hair?
George
I've got hair baby!
Jerry
Loosely speaking.
George looks annoyed.
George
Oh I suppose your hair is a real treat to the ladies!
Jerry
Hey I frolic, not folic.
George
That new material?
Jerry
I'm a comedian George.
George
With your hip shoes!
The door opens, and in walks Chandler and Monica.
Chandler
This place is quite nice. For a bomb shelter.
Monica
Give it a chance, I need to pee!
Chandler
Ok but please hurry because I can feel the wood worm burying through my shoes.
He spots the only seat avaliable is next to Jerry and George.
Chandler (To Jerry)
Mind if I?
Jerry
Oh, uh, sure go ahead.
He sits down beside them.
Chandler (Looking at George)
So your bald.
George
I have a fine society of hair!
Jerry
If it was a society it would be denver.
George
What's wrong with Denver?
Chandler
As a concept or as the worst place in America?
Jerry
New Jersey?
George
Hey my parents from New Jersey!
Jerry
Ah-huh. That explains it.
George
Why do I sometimes feel the object of ridicule?
Chandler
You're perceptive?
George
Never the less, my hair is amazing. It is better than a super model's shoe collection.
Chandler
Is he always like this?
Jerry
No he's usually quite weird.
Monica walks back out looking relieved. she sits down next to George.
Monica
Hey baldy.
George
George is getting frustrated!
Jerry
Hey I thought this was about something?
George
Well you see the author did intend to write something good and about something, but like the koyoto protocol it didn't really pan out.
Monica
Can I clean your bald spot?
Chandler
Stop it monica.
Jerry
A fine episode this.
Kenny
Gold Jerry, Gold!
Monica
Can I clean your face?
Chandler
Monica!
George
Kenny banya. Any suits to give away today
Del-Boy
Course bruv! I've got minted lamanated golden yellow like the sun three pieces.
Jerry
Ah derick. Welcome to America
Rodney
What about me?
Monica
Hi Rodney! Can I clean your nails?
Chandler
Ok we're getting a divorce.
Monica
Yes! I can clean the house all by myself!
(Chandler shakes his head)
George
Chandler is getting upset!
Jerry
That was second person?
George
A quasi third person second person.
Larry David
This script is pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty bad.
Gob
Sure, the writer with a 5 dollar suit is going to take advice from the man who can't even write a love story!
Jerry
How many shows can this guy reference in one script?
Batman
Many my friend, many!
The Joker
Ah huh. There be the demons!
Monica
Joker! Can I clean your face?
Joker
No it's not make up.
Chandler
Ok i'm going to go check in to a hospital.
Monica
Oh, Why honey?
Chandler
Cos this world is crazy.
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Ah yes, perhaps there is a reason shows are seperate entities :)
Now, me, also being the pro-jerry(I.e, jewish, sexy and in love with a jewish dancer(well in my dreams at least lol)) have decided to make that something a comedy. and what's this, a blog post with talking not just content. weird!
Now join me, as we wander over to the what-if machine, and ask it an important question.
Q:What would happen if the cast of Friends met the cast of Seinfeld?
A:\/\/
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INT - Monk's Cafe - The Year 2011
Jerry and George at sat at the table.
Jerry
So at this point, you made your excuses and left her house?
George
No?
Jerry
I see. So you still sensed the possibility of intercourse occuring?
George
No.
Jerry
You were suffering some sort of medicine related flashback to when you had hair?
George
I've got hair baby!
Jerry
Loosely speaking.
George looks annoyed.
George
Oh I suppose your hair is a real treat to the ladies!
Jerry
Hey I frolic, not folic.
George
That new material?
Jerry
I'm a comedian George.
George
With your hip shoes!
The door opens, and in walks Chandler and Monica.
Chandler
This place is quite nice. For a bomb shelter.
Monica
Give it a chance, I need to pee!
Chandler
Ok but please hurry because I can feel the wood worm burying through my shoes.
He spots the only seat avaliable is next to Jerry and George.
Chandler (To Jerry)
Mind if I?
Jerry
Oh, uh, sure go ahead.
He sits down beside them.
Chandler (Looking at George)
So your bald.
George
I have a fine society of hair!
Jerry
If it was a society it would be denver.
George
What's wrong with Denver?
Chandler
As a concept or as the worst place in America?
Jerry
New Jersey?
George
Hey my parents from New Jersey!
Jerry
Ah-huh. That explains it.
George
Why do I sometimes feel the object of ridicule?
Chandler
You're perceptive?
George
Never the less, my hair is amazing. It is better than a super model's shoe collection.
Chandler
Is he always like this?
Jerry
No he's usually quite weird.
Monica walks back out looking relieved. she sits down next to George.
Monica
Hey baldy.
George
George is getting frustrated!
Jerry
Hey I thought this was about something?
George
Well you see the author did intend to write something good and about something, but like the koyoto protocol it didn't really pan out.
Monica
Can I clean your bald spot?
Chandler
Stop it monica.
Jerry
A fine episode this.
Kenny
Gold Jerry, Gold!
Monica
Can I clean your face?
Chandler
Monica!
George
Kenny banya. Any suits to give away today
Del-Boy
Course bruv! I've got minted lamanated golden yellow like the sun three pieces.
Jerry
Ah derick. Welcome to America
Rodney
What about me?
Monica
Hi Rodney! Can I clean your nails?
Chandler
Ok we're getting a divorce.
Monica
Yes! I can clean the house all by myself!
(Chandler shakes his head)
George
Chandler is getting upset!
Jerry
That was second person?
George
A quasi third person second person.
Larry David
This script is pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty bad.
Gob
Sure, the writer with a 5 dollar suit is going to take advice from the man who can't even write a love story!
Jerry
How many shows can this guy reference in one script?
Batman
Many my friend, many!
The Joker
Ah huh. There be the demons!
Monica
Joker! Can I clean your face?
Joker
No it's not make up.
Chandler
Ok i'm going to go check in to a hospital.
Monica
Oh, Why honey?
Chandler
Cos this world is crazy.
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Ah yes, perhaps there is a reason shows are seperate entities :)
Getting Through
Verse 1)
The finger tips of the sun, find me never, find me no one,
I ride the waves of indifference, treat my life like cold science,
But the truth is naked and bare, there are no stars without you there,
Just empty skies, above empty eyes, and all my soul can do is theorize
Why we were never, why the days are nights, and the nights are darker still,
Verse 2)
They say love finds you at the eclipse of need, as your hunger for life dies on the drip feed,
They don't know what they're talking about, they live in the clouds and never look down,
A man dreaming of being with a person worth having, a soul worth loving, a dream worth taking,
All the pills in nirvana, can not stop my chills, just the silly little things like the way you smile,
Chorus)
Getting through to you, is the one thing my intellect has no idea how to do,
Understanding this life and why you're not here, that is the one thing I can not hear,
And maybe i'll walk into the dark night, and there will be only heaven's light,
Or a dark destiny of measured erasure, like time's closure, or the life of treasure
But getting through to you, where ever you are, is like finding a distant star,
Verse 3)
And all the gods and all the human sods, all the numbers, all the letters,
just fade into oblivion, when I think of the human in a million, or is it a trillion?
And my heart beats like a drum in a cage, as my gentle love turns to quiet rage,
and why I do not know you, is a thing I'll never understand, as my body is kept together by a rubber band,
I must be blind or silly, to think of you, but maybe you're just that special,
The finger tips of the sun, find me never, find me no one,
I ride the waves of indifference, treat my life like cold science,
But the truth is naked and bare, there are no stars without you there,
Just empty skies, above empty eyes, and all my soul can do is theorize
Why we were never, why the days are nights, and the nights are darker still,
Verse 2)
They say love finds you at the eclipse of need, as your hunger for life dies on the drip feed,
They don't know what they're talking about, they live in the clouds and never look down,
A man dreaming of being with a person worth having, a soul worth loving, a dream worth taking,
All the pills in nirvana, can not stop my chills, just the silly little things like the way you smile,
Chorus)
Getting through to you, is the one thing my intellect has no idea how to do,
Understanding this life and why you're not here, that is the one thing I can not hear,
And maybe i'll walk into the dark night, and there will be only heaven's light,
Or a dark destiny of measured erasure, like time's closure, or the life of treasure
But getting through to you, where ever you are, is like finding a distant star,
Verse 3)
And all the gods and all the human sods, all the numbers, all the letters,
just fade into oblivion, when I think of the human in a million, or is it a trillion?
And my heart beats like a drum in a cage, as my gentle love turns to quiet rage,
and why I do not know you, is a thing I'll never understand, as my body is kept together by a rubber band,
I must be blind or silly, to think of you, but maybe you're just that special,
Tuesday, 2 August 2011
Earth History X - A Story nobody told.
Earth History X
Verse 1)
The wild and wicked, the bodies of evil, they sniffle and whistle, eyebrows forever down,
The spiteful and sinful, they bang and beep, for their darkness is all they have to keep,
The hateful and dark, they scream and shout, because all they is their own doubt,
That they're not good enough to be, that they're not bright enough to see,
What we as a people are capable of, what they want is the end of joy and the crucible of history
Verse 2)
The misrable and scournful, they use their kids like guns, yet it is their wicked nature that only stuns,
How they can dream in the world they made amazes me, how they can sleep is a wonder I can not imagine,
They sing evil songs of murder and betrayal, for all they are betrayers and murderers,
They murdered god,and they would murder you. they would rob your kids of sight and your light of bright,
For they are the insane, the inane and the they have no joy to them, just about anything good is alien,
Chorus )
This is earth history X, they operate on fear and their own need for dirty sex,
They fuck and multiply like pigs in a sty, they have no beauty to their soul or beyond their eye,
They live in cardboard hutches, the dirty dreams they hold in their clutches, to be kings,
When truth be told, all they are is very old, worn out and tired, too simple to think deep,
Too meek to be anything but weak, too dull to be bright, too shy of invention to ever create.
Verse 3)
And I will not indulge their wicked souls, that leach of the good, like worms in wood,
If they ever said a beautiful phrase it was misunderstood by you, for it was just a lie,
wrapped in a sin, for they are the devil's children, haters of beauty and destroyers of nature's calm,
I will see them fall one by one, like stars from the rotten night, until they are all far from my sight.
They are you.
Verse 1)
The wild and wicked, the bodies of evil, they sniffle and whistle, eyebrows forever down,
The spiteful and sinful, they bang and beep, for their darkness is all they have to keep,
The hateful and dark, they scream and shout, because all they is their own doubt,
That they're not good enough to be, that they're not bright enough to see,
What we as a people are capable of, what they want is the end of joy and the crucible of history
Verse 2)
The misrable and scournful, they use their kids like guns, yet it is their wicked nature that only stuns,
How they can dream in the world they made amazes me, how they can sleep is a wonder I can not imagine,
They sing evil songs of murder and betrayal, for all they are betrayers and murderers,
They murdered god,and they would murder you. they would rob your kids of sight and your light of bright,
For they are the insane, the inane and the they have no joy to them, just about anything good is alien,
Chorus )
This is earth history X, they operate on fear and their own need for dirty sex,
They fuck and multiply like pigs in a sty, they have no beauty to their soul or beyond their eye,
They live in cardboard hutches, the dirty dreams they hold in their clutches, to be kings,
When truth be told, all they are is very old, worn out and tired, too simple to think deep,
Too meek to be anything but weak, too dull to be bright, too shy of invention to ever create.
Verse 3)
And I will not indulge their wicked souls, that leach of the good, like worms in wood,
If they ever said a beautiful phrase it was misunderstood by you, for it was just a lie,
wrapped in a sin, for they are the devil's children, haters of beauty and destroyers of nature's calm,
I will see them fall one by one, like stars from the rotten night, until they are all far from my sight.
They are you.
Duet
Duet
Verse 1)
I see your face held up by oceans of space, you have no place in my life, or my mind,
yet there you stand, no closer to holding my hand, no closer to being able to understand,
I only want you to be happy, but apart from me, it obliterates my being, leaves me falling like a dream fading
And I color my eyes red, with tears, and i color my mind black, with naked fears,
For I am walking alone in a bitter and harsh universe, I am the victim of the human curse,
Verse 2)
Just believe, if I could I'd make you emperor of the universe, for you would be a kind and loving queen,
Not one to ruin the people, or sour the milk, you would play god like an angel singing distant songs,
Yet here I stand alone, wondering where your shadow does fall, wondering where your voice does call,
Sometimes I wish I could listen close enough, and hear you speak, if only to hear you talk
Verse 1)
I see your face held up by oceans of space, you have no place in my life, or my mind,
yet there you stand, no closer to holding my hand, no closer to being able to understand,
I only want you to be happy, but apart from me, it obliterates my being, leaves me falling like a dream fading
And I color my eyes red, with tears, and i color my mind black, with naked fears,
For I am walking alone in a bitter and harsh universe, I am the victim of the human curse,
Verse 2)
Just believe, if I could I'd make you emperor of the universe, for you would be a kind and loving queen,
Not one to ruin the people, or sour the milk, you would play god like an angel singing distant songs,
Yet here I stand alone, wondering where your shadow does fall, wondering where your voice does call,
Sometimes I wish I could listen close enough, and hear you speak, if only to hear you talk
A Play Darkly - Dedicated to Coldplay, and all the double twisted logic fueled hate mongering war spinning propganda they propel at us at god like speed. (Wrote whilst listening to coldplay)
Verse 1)
Your mind is the color of dark matter, you walk the tight rope of fire,
And I do not speak your language, and thank the gods and the angels,
For there are only people worth saving, not worth destroying, only heroes
Your voice is that of a dark knight, who colors the beautiful sky black and bright
And your words are riddled with twists, and your mind reads like a shopping list
Verse 2)
We speak only of love and beauty, while you seek to destroy nature and it's charm
You'd pull the rug from under the world, just so you can be loved and held,
Adored by a dark mass, you really exist in the winds of incubus, yet you are not inception,
You are naked destruction, a flame without fuel, a fire without smoke, a missile without jet,
And all your eyes dart from side to side, as your mind colors the lies, and plays cat and mouse,
Chorus)
A play darkly unfolds, of legends and stories never told, for they do not exist,
A piller of sun? You are too dark to see sunshine, too negative to feel positive,
A lonely guitarist with slits on his wrist, whose heart reads like a mispoken list,
And does your soul voyage beyond the dark sky you hold up? It may as well be water in a dark cup
For you are the naked anger of a naked and simple people, who are by right and by birth, naked evil
Verse 3)
You're no missionary, you're no sun, you're just an ordinary one, without color, or magic,
A soul less divine, a man who walks a tender and thin line, you may as well be deaf dumb and blind,
For your mind sees not the truth mine does, I am the future, you are the past, weather your heart can take it,
Or not, weather you can accept a dream worth dreaming, or a life worth being,
You tend to the graves of your victims, as they drop to their knees, at the feet of flees,
Bridge)
What streets did you own? and what pillars of sun do you hold or become?
You sing songs of dischord, simply because you are too simple to be anything but cruel and bored,
How I pity your whimpering cries, your pitiful lies, as my heart flies and my soul sings and my mind stings
I am your better, not simply by letter, or dna, by simply being nicer. No poetry is needed, no wordplay.
I speak the truth, because I am the truth. You are a hidden man, playing a pauper when really you wish you were king
Your mind is the color of dark matter, you walk the tight rope of fire,
And I do not speak your language, and thank the gods and the angels,
For there are only people worth saving, not worth destroying, only heroes
Your voice is that of a dark knight, who colors the beautiful sky black and bright
And your words are riddled with twists, and your mind reads like a shopping list
Verse 2)
We speak only of love and beauty, while you seek to destroy nature and it's charm
You'd pull the rug from under the world, just so you can be loved and held,
Adored by a dark mass, you really exist in the winds of incubus, yet you are not inception,
You are naked destruction, a flame without fuel, a fire without smoke, a missile without jet,
And all your eyes dart from side to side, as your mind colors the lies, and plays cat and mouse,
Chorus)
A play darkly unfolds, of legends and stories never told, for they do not exist,
A piller of sun? You are too dark to see sunshine, too negative to feel positive,
A lonely guitarist with slits on his wrist, whose heart reads like a mispoken list,
And does your soul voyage beyond the dark sky you hold up? It may as well be water in a dark cup
For you are the naked anger of a naked and simple people, who are by right and by birth, naked evil
Verse 3)
You're no missionary, you're no sun, you're just an ordinary one, without color, or magic,
A soul less divine, a man who walks a tender and thin line, you may as well be deaf dumb and blind,
For your mind sees not the truth mine does, I am the future, you are the past, weather your heart can take it,
Or not, weather you can accept a dream worth dreaming, or a life worth being,
You tend to the graves of your victims, as they drop to their knees, at the feet of flees,
Bridge)
What streets did you own? and what pillars of sun do you hold or become?
You sing songs of dischord, simply because you are too simple to be anything but cruel and bored,
How I pity your whimpering cries, your pitiful lies, as my heart flies and my soul sings and my mind stings
I am your better, not simply by letter, or dna, by simply being nicer. No poetry is needed, no wordplay.
I speak the truth, because I am the truth. You are a hidden man, playing a pauper when really you wish you were king
Friday, 22 July 2011
No More Heroes - Part 1 (Screenplay)
INT - WHITE HOUSE - CIRCA 1975
The President, of this world, not our world, but one like it. Same historical events, different people.
Here is stood before a row of people, who are reporters, and advisors.
PRESIDENT LOGAN
The nuke is hot and live. In the Jungles of Cambodia, near the soviet's old stomping ground.
ADVISOR MITCHELL
Our men, our people, our way, our freedom, is on the cross of liberty people.
LOGAN
Better words I could not say. I have contacted the usual people. They're en-route as we deliberate.
MITCHELL
And if we loose this nuke, we are at the mercy of this fiends.
LOGAN
Don't just dream of success, make it a success.
MITCHELL
Our men are the best sir. We can rely on them.
LOGAN
Seven years of top notch training at area 51. I'd say they are.
MITCHELL
Precisely sir. Remember, we're the experts not them.
LOGAN
There are no experts at war son. Just bodies.
MITCHELL
Yes, sir.
LOGAN
The craft we yield today, is one of power, but also one of hope, and opportunity. We've been chasing
the leaders of the Axis of Evil, for a long time. To have them all together in one spot, for this exchange. It's quite remarkable
MITCHELL
Yes sir. To save a world, you must free a world.
LOGAN
Exactly. When Johnson and his boys arrive, send them to me. I have some for their ears only side orders. If you understand.
MITCHELL
They're on the emergency wagon now. Flying in over utah as we speak sir.
LOGAN
Good stuff. Right, this concludes this meeting. Mitchell stay here, there are a few other matters we must discuss.
MITCHELL
War has many angles doesn't it?
LOGAN
And many eyes.
MITCHELL
Alright you reporter type people, time to go do some reporting.
REPORTERS murmur in agreement and leave the room.
LOGAN
So Mitchell, what's your take?
MITCHELL
Honestly sir? Jungle warfare has never been easy. To fight in the shadow of a thousand trees is hard enough. Throw in the landscape they must traverse. It's not going to be Iraq that's for sure.
LOGAN
Yes our boys do take to desert warfare quite well. Could we lay down some supression bombs before we infiltrate the area?
MITCHELL
No sir. It's a heavily populated area.
LOGAN
Smart move.
MITCHELL
They know us as well as we know them sir.
LOGAN
It shows. Those sneaky bastards have been beneath our feet for a long time.
MITCHELL
A dozen mice and only one block of cheese. It was never going to be easy sir.
LOGAN
Enough talk, get me those assholes from cambodia on the phone. Time we shaped up a little ground.
MITCHELL
The Prime Minister?
LOGAN
Who else?
MITCHELL
He's just a bit, uh, stand off-ish sir. Might be better to talk to his second in command.
LOGAN
Whichever one you like, put him on the phone. There is too much at stake to leave anything to chance.
MITCHELL
I will contact him sir, but he is, well, on holiday.
LOGAN
The President, of this world, not our world, but one like it. Same historical events, different people.
Here is stood before a row of people, who are reporters, and advisors.
PRESIDENT LOGAN
The nuke is hot and live. In the Jungles of Cambodia, near the soviet's old stomping ground.
ADVISOR MITCHELL
Our men, our people, our way, our freedom, is on the cross of liberty people.
LOGAN
Better words I could not say. I have contacted the usual people. They're en-route as we deliberate.
MITCHELL
And if we loose this nuke, we are at the mercy of this fiends.
LOGAN
Don't just dream of success, make it a success.
MITCHELL
Our men are the best sir. We can rely on them.
LOGAN
Seven years of top notch training at area 51. I'd say they are.
MITCHELL
Precisely sir. Remember, we're the experts not them.
LOGAN
There are no experts at war son. Just bodies.
MITCHELL
Yes, sir.
LOGAN
The craft we yield today, is one of power, but also one of hope, and opportunity. We've been chasing
the leaders of the Axis of Evil, for a long time. To have them all together in one spot, for this exchange. It's quite remarkable
MITCHELL
Yes sir. To save a world, you must free a world.
LOGAN
Exactly. When Johnson and his boys arrive, send them to me. I have some for their ears only side orders. If you understand.
MITCHELL
They're on the emergency wagon now. Flying in over utah as we speak sir.
LOGAN
Good stuff. Right, this concludes this meeting. Mitchell stay here, there are a few other matters we must discuss.
MITCHELL
War has many angles doesn't it?
LOGAN
And many eyes.
MITCHELL
Alright you reporter type people, time to go do some reporting.
REPORTERS murmur in agreement and leave the room.
LOGAN
So Mitchell, what's your take?
MITCHELL
Honestly sir? Jungle warfare has never been easy. To fight in the shadow of a thousand trees is hard enough. Throw in the landscape they must traverse. It's not going to be Iraq that's for sure.
LOGAN
Yes our boys do take to desert warfare quite well. Could we lay down some supression bombs before we infiltrate the area?
MITCHELL
No sir. It's a heavily populated area.
LOGAN
Smart move.
MITCHELL
They know us as well as we know them sir.
LOGAN
It shows. Those sneaky bastards have been beneath our feet for a long time.
MITCHELL
A dozen mice and only one block of cheese. It was never going to be easy sir.
LOGAN
Enough talk, get me those assholes from cambodia on the phone. Time we shaped up a little ground.
MITCHELL
The Prime Minister?
LOGAN
Who else?
MITCHELL
He's just a bit, uh, stand off-ish sir. Might be better to talk to his second in command.
LOGAN
Whichever one you like, put him on the phone. There is too much at stake to leave anything to chance.
MITCHELL
I will contact him sir, but he is, well, on holiday.
LOGAN
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Shapeless Horizons of A Divided Sky
Narrator:
Across a dark void of space, a gulf of existence lay bare. Colonies and endless horizons,
shaped across a vast universe.
The race known simply as E. They were a vast uncompromising body of intellectual giants.
A hundred light years to the northern stars, were a race dubbed The Journyers.
FADE IN.
EXT - Space - The Northern Star Charts - CIRCA A FUTURE YET TOLD
The stars are lit up by surrounding nebulae and almost make the whole universe appear to be just a sky it's self, to a greater place.
Narrator:
War has raged between these factions for thousands of years. As the dawn of the new day comes to be,
so do the battle cries of a hundred commanders.
Yes indeed, this is a universe torn apart by political strife and a populous sprawling out of control.
A behemoth of a vehicle appears from hyper space, into the nebula.
Narrator:
Internal friction and dischord has resulted in many self enforced political upheaval. These are
the wars within a war. Everyone has a claim to the universe, and neither race will relinquish power or
vital battle ground.
Another five thousand and four hundred ships appear beside the great ship. They line up like an amarda. They are an armada. War is afoot.
Narrator:
These are the stories of a few people from a few places. Part of an epic universal war. Political mechanics
are exposed by incapacity. These are governments struggling to contain control over it's people.
Civil un-rest has never been greater or more loud. Yet the armies march on-ward, bravely, or perhaps stupidly, into the great battles of their future.
We stop here for a moment, to visit an old friend. Captain Argon, a leader of the first ship of the seventh army of the ninth world of serrenades. A beautiful sight, yet the beholder of such destruction.
One thing is for sure. Today will not be a good day. For anyone.
The ships begin to engage light drives, and they hurtle forward quicker than a shooting comet.
A giant expulsion of fuels and gasses leave a almost hypnotic beautiful trail of neon light and flares.
INT - The First Ship
The Captain, Argon, is marching down the halls, with a very determined look to him.
ARGON
Hey dreamer, wake up.
Communications Officer Ergersan.
We set foot in enemy space, and you need wake me? I am more awake now than I ever was.
ARGON
True enough my good friend. Let the good wine keep you company til we reach their outpost.
ERGERSAN
Hard to enjoy good wine, on such a bad day commander.
ARGON
We are the elected provisors of our province's remit. It is not ours to question.
ERGERSAN
Nor the stupidy of it I suppose.
ARGON
Speak to me.
ERGERSAN
Your mind is metal.
ARGON
People always call me stubborn. (He laughs)
ERGERSAN
No commander, but this is our mission. A one way trip perhaps hey?
ARGON
Let me speak to Vin, the illusion gel will solve your anxiety.
ERGERSAN
I don't want to feel safe in this hell.
ARGON
Who would my friend. A good captain might say, 'chin up'. A great captain might say,
"Look to the future.", but me Ergersan? I say, just relax and focus. Let me get those illusion gels.
ERGERSAN
Very well. Moving to the rear side of the ship anyhow, that brooks has messed up the engine capacity regulators.
ARGON
And there we meet then. Walk calm my friend. Walk calm.
ERGERSAN
You're a good captain. An even better friend.
ARGON
Ditto numbskull. (they laugh)
INT -
Across a dark void of space, a gulf of existence lay bare. Colonies and endless horizons,
shaped across a vast universe.
The race known simply as E. They were a vast uncompromising body of intellectual giants.
A hundred light years to the northern stars, were a race dubbed The Journyers.
FADE IN.
EXT - Space - The Northern Star Charts - CIRCA A FUTURE YET TOLD
The stars are lit up by surrounding nebulae and almost make the whole universe appear to be just a sky it's self, to a greater place.
Narrator:
War has raged between these factions for thousands of years. As the dawn of the new day comes to be,
so do the battle cries of a hundred commanders.
Yes indeed, this is a universe torn apart by political strife and a populous sprawling out of control.
A behemoth of a vehicle appears from hyper space, into the nebula.
Narrator:
Internal friction and dischord has resulted in many self enforced political upheaval. These are
the wars within a war. Everyone has a claim to the universe, and neither race will relinquish power or
vital battle ground.
Another five thousand and four hundred ships appear beside the great ship. They line up like an amarda. They are an armada. War is afoot.
Narrator:
These are the stories of a few people from a few places. Part of an epic universal war. Political mechanics
are exposed by incapacity. These are governments struggling to contain control over it's people.
Civil un-rest has never been greater or more loud. Yet the armies march on-ward, bravely, or perhaps stupidly, into the great battles of their future.
We stop here for a moment, to visit an old friend. Captain Argon, a leader of the first ship of the seventh army of the ninth world of serrenades. A beautiful sight, yet the beholder of such destruction.
One thing is for sure. Today will not be a good day. For anyone.
The ships begin to engage light drives, and they hurtle forward quicker than a shooting comet.
A giant expulsion of fuels and gasses leave a almost hypnotic beautiful trail of neon light and flares.
INT - The First Ship
The Captain, Argon, is marching down the halls, with a very determined look to him.
ARGON
Hey dreamer, wake up.
Communications Officer Ergersan.
We set foot in enemy space, and you need wake me? I am more awake now than I ever was.
ARGON
True enough my good friend. Let the good wine keep you company til we reach their outpost.
ERGERSAN
Hard to enjoy good wine, on such a bad day commander.
ARGON
We are the elected provisors of our province's remit. It is not ours to question.
ERGERSAN
Nor the stupidy of it I suppose.
ARGON
Speak to me.
ERGERSAN
Your mind is metal.
ARGON
People always call me stubborn. (He laughs)
ERGERSAN
No commander, but this is our mission. A one way trip perhaps hey?
ARGON
Let me speak to Vin, the illusion gel will solve your anxiety.
ERGERSAN
I don't want to feel safe in this hell.
ARGON
Who would my friend. A good captain might say, 'chin up'. A great captain might say,
"Look to the future.", but me Ergersan? I say, just relax and focus. Let me get those illusion gels.
ERGERSAN
Very well. Moving to the rear side of the ship anyhow, that brooks has messed up the engine capacity regulators.
ARGON
And there we meet then. Walk calm my friend. Walk calm.
ERGERSAN
You're a good captain. An even better friend.
ARGON
Ditto numbskull. (they laugh)
INT -
A song simply called "Ain't No Brother Of John" or if you want to have fun with it. "The Devil's Fool"
V1)
This sick little man, is the devil's dirty hand, the magican's broken wand, the dead water atop a pond.
He lives in shadows cast by his own ignorance, he's stuck in neverland waiting for deliverence,
When all he'll find, is the dark side of his mind, that he, unlike me and my brothers, is blind.
He speaks of truth, yet speaks so abstractly stupidly, you'd think you were talking to a child with problems,
not a man with muscles, that he uses to abuse his race, abuse his wife, abuse his life, and abuse my mind,
V2)
He is a child abuser, for he abrused me from day one, he saw the darkness of his heart blacked out the sun,
Like a traveler, without cause or reason, he is the devil's step son, he lives in his womb,
Waiting to uncoil like a scorpion, and sting his prey, who never have time nor chance to ignore this beast.
he lives in the cold fires of hell's dark labyrinths, he is the man without mind soul or reason, just abstract abuse.
C)
The cockroach he is, to be a bug running from fire, to be a sweet little create under his shoe,
to be dead, to be his foe, to be his enemy, is to know darkness, is to know evil.
He speaks the language of the dead, for his already dead, a bitter hollow husk of huamnity,
abject and depriaved, lost and desolate. his heart beats no pulse, for he has no blood to swim along.
V3)
I pity his kids and the horrible life that awaits them, I pity his mind, I pity his wife, I pity his life.
Yet he will sing a song of brillance, using words so simple you could cry, if not try at least to die,
His mind is worn out, like a car battery, struggling for life, struggling for acceptance in a universe
he barely comprends, let alone understands.
His name is paul.
He lives in london. Hope you met him one day.
This sick little man, is the devil's dirty hand, the magican's broken wand, the dead water atop a pond.
He lives in shadows cast by his own ignorance, he's stuck in neverland waiting for deliverence,
When all he'll find, is the dark side of his mind, that he, unlike me and my brothers, is blind.
He speaks of truth, yet speaks so abstractly stupidly, you'd think you were talking to a child with problems,
not a man with muscles, that he uses to abuse his race, abuse his wife, abuse his life, and abuse my mind,
V2)
He is a child abuser, for he abrused me from day one, he saw the darkness of his heart blacked out the sun,
Like a traveler, without cause or reason, he is the devil's step son, he lives in his womb,
Waiting to uncoil like a scorpion, and sting his prey, who never have time nor chance to ignore this beast.
he lives in the cold fires of hell's dark labyrinths, he is the man without mind soul or reason, just abstract abuse.
C)
The cockroach he is, to be a bug running from fire, to be a sweet little create under his shoe,
to be dead, to be his foe, to be his enemy, is to know darkness, is to know evil.
He speaks the language of the dead, for his already dead, a bitter hollow husk of huamnity,
abject and depriaved, lost and desolate. his heart beats no pulse, for he has no blood to swim along.
V3)
I pity his kids and the horrible life that awaits them, I pity his mind, I pity his wife, I pity his life.
Yet he will sing a song of brillance, using words so simple you could cry, if not try at least to die,
His mind is worn out, like a car battery, struggling for life, struggling for acceptance in a universe
he barely comprends, let alone understands.
His name is paul.
He lives in london. Hope you met him one day.
Monday, 18 July 2011
Dream Song - From Starlight to Eternity
V1)
I walk in the forest, sunlight breaks through the vines, of all his or it's designs, this has to be, simply elementry,
A daylit daze, as my heart races into the future, blind and unsure, of all but the cure,
Like a phantom song, drifting in the auttumn air, A man who can be, can not care, but for you, I do.
Like I dream of simple days watching the sunlight plays, as we walk nowhere,
V2)
The melody of our song, yet to be sung, yet to have begun, like his bow never left the canopy
And our hearts never crossed like the stars above, and no gift of love was ours, just the endless stars to gaze upon, and wonder why or how,
We'd ever dream the same dreams, or watch the same things, as time moves in one way or the other,
And all kind souls left to dream of our love, like the flight of a lonely dove,
C)
I dream a song, a song that does not belong, that you're not gone,
I live a nightmare, you're not there, and i don't know where,
Like the color of sun or the amber of night, it is impossible to see, i can only dream of what could be,
Like a turtle left at the back, to watch the future race past, and truely, only the way i feel could last
V3)
And dreams of future unseen things, like the joy your smile brings,
As sadness creeps into my bones like settling stones made out of fire and ice, my heart shatters like broken mice,
I am the shadow that never fell, I am the light that never cast, as everything I know about you races into the past,
A dream will be the only thing left, and nothing more than gentle breath, can I feel, not your eyes, not your soul.
I walk in the forest, sunlight breaks through the vines, of all his or it's designs, this has to be, simply elementry,
A daylit daze, as my heart races into the future, blind and unsure, of all but the cure,
Like a phantom song, drifting in the auttumn air, A man who can be, can not care, but for you, I do.
Like I dream of simple days watching the sunlight plays, as we walk nowhere,
V2)
The melody of our song, yet to be sung, yet to have begun, like his bow never left the canopy
And our hearts never crossed like the stars above, and no gift of love was ours, just the endless stars to gaze upon, and wonder why or how,
We'd ever dream the same dreams, or watch the same things, as time moves in one way or the other,
And all kind souls left to dream of our love, like the flight of a lonely dove,
C)
I dream a song, a song that does not belong, that you're not gone,
I live a nightmare, you're not there, and i don't know where,
Like the color of sun or the amber of night, it is impossible to see, i can only dream of what could be,
Like a turtle left at the back, to watch the future race past, and truely, only the way i feel could last
V3)
And dreams of future unseen things, like the joy your smile brings,
As sadness creeps into my bones like settling stones made out of fire and ice, my heart shatters like broken mice,
I am the shadow that never fell, I am the light that never cast, as everything I know about you races into the past,
A dream will be the only thing left, and nothing more than gentle breath, can I feel, not your eyes, not your soul.
A Metaphore You
V1)
Sunlight kisses the skin of me, and I fall into a daze, thinking of the stunned and amazed,
As I fall into deep logic, like a computer processing fragments of data, like a equation of matter,
And all earth I feel is slipping away like the setting sun, all the work this world has done slowly unbecomes,
And my mind sleeps in a dark room, away from sun and storm, away from life and atom,
I am the world's prisioner, left cold and stircken, as you all seem to glisten, and listen to nothing,
But the sun never falls forever, one day, you will be lit up like a christmas tree in winter,
V2)
Then there is the dream of a fading reaction, a chemical tryst, in the afternoon mist.
There was light in darkness, joy in sadness, time in stillness, and love in nothing but walls and faces,
Hovering like wasps waitng to sting, for all the pain and misery they bring, you'd think they'ed hang them by their necks,
Leave them to think about the fallout of their destiny, how they took earth and tore her apart,
Left her a husk, one to be caught in the brusk, of another man made artificial winter,
C)
A Metaphore you, and all the stars will sing a chorus of wonder,
A Metaphore you, and all the birds will fly high in the unfrozen sky,
A Metaphore you, and all the winds will cease, and warmth will return,
As I face life without the only person worth a damn, I begin to wonder who I even am,
As starlight fades in the haze of morning, and leafs blow up and away, into the starlit clouds,
I find the beauty of existence, far outweights the darkness of them, I will not be their weapon.
Sunlight kisses the skin of me, and I fall into a daze, thinking of the stunned and amazed,
As I fall into deep logic, like a computer processing fragments of data, like a equation of matter,
And all earth I feel is slipping away like the setting sun, all the work this world has done slowly unbecomes,
And my mind sleeps in a dark room, away from sun and storm, away from life and atom,
I am the world's prisioner, left cold and stircken, as you all seem to glisten, and listen to nothing,
But the sun never falls forever, one day, you will be lit up like a christmas tree in winter,
V2)
Then there is the dream of a fading reaction, a chemical tryst, in the afternoon mist.
There was light in darkness, joy in sadness, time in stillness, and love in nothing but walls and faces,
Hovering like wasps waitng to sting, for all the pain and misery they bring, you'd think they'ed hang them by their necks,
Leave them to think about the fallout of their destiny, how they took earth and tore her apart,
Left her a husk, one to be caught in the brusk, of another man made artificial winter,
C)
A Metaphore you, and all the stars will sing a chorus of wonder,
A Metaphore you, and all the birds will fly high in the unfrozen sky,
A Metaphore you, and all the winds will cease, and warmth will return,
As I face life without the only person worth a damn, I begin to wonder who I even am,
As starlight fades in the haze of morning, and leafs blow up and away, into the starlit clouds,
I find the beauty of existence, far outweights the darkness of them, I will not be their weapon.
The Free Radical
V1)
Like a thorn of atom, like stars that glisten, and gods that listen,
we weave in and out of the fabric, like woven magic, in a world too often tragic,
a life without color is not a life it is merely a picture, broken, faded, jaded.
And to be in this, is to be a witness, to the downfall of civility, the end of humanity,
And all dreams will vanish as the daylight finishes, and all hearts will beat monotone.
V2)
A whisper in the darkness, a voice in the night sky, a dream of a world unable to even try,
To remember what she was, what this earth could be again, without the cause of this pain,
The broken matchsticks, the endless drama, it is not fit for a puper, let alone kings of mirth,
As we dance this merry jig, as we dig our graves deep, as we roll away our life, like butter on the knife,
C)
Free radicals, shooting through the atmosphere, a world of torrid abuse and fear, a world of nightmares,
And you let it be, cos you are the enemy, to life, to me, to love, to god, to freedom, to existence.
We will rise like gods, and consume the sky, like a swarm of locust, there will be halocaust,
I will watch this world rise again, into the beautiful thing it was once, before the end of suns,
And the birth of endless night, as we stare deep into the gazing sight, of an eternal twilight,
V3)
And gods make men, not the other way round. There can only be picture and sound, these are just truths,
As thought weaves inbetween both, like a sloth, as we merge between states of being, defining meaning,
I am the human punch bag you love to hit, will my life will be more than this dirty fucked up shit.
Like a thorn of atom, like stars that glisten, and gods that listen,
we weave in and out of the fabric, like woven magic, in a world too often tragic,
a life without color is not a life it is merely a picture, broken, faded, jaded.
And to be in this, is to be a witness, to the downfall of civility, the end of humanity,
And all dreams will vanish as the daylight finishes, and all hearts will beat monotone.
V2)
A whisper in the darkness, a voice in the night sky, a dream of a world unable to even try,
To remember what she was, what this earth could be again, without the cause of this pain,
The broken matchsticks, the endless drama, it is not fit for a puper, let alone kings of mirth,
As we dance this merry jig, as we dig our graves deep, as we roll away our life, like butter on the knife,
C)
Free radicals, shooting through the atmosphere, a world of torrid abuse and fear, a world of nightmares,
And you let it be, cos you are the enemy, to life, to me, to love, to god, to freedom, to existence.
We will rise like gods, and consume the sky, like a swarm of locust, there will be halocaust,
I will watch this world rise again, into the beautiful thing it was once, before the end of suns,
And the birth of endless night, as we stare deep into the gazing sight, of an eternal twilight,
V3)
And gods make men, not the other way round. There can only be picture and sound, these are just truths,
As thought weaves inbetween both, like a sloth, as we merge between states of being, defining meaning,
I am the human punch bag you love to hit, will my life will be more than this dirty fucked up shit.
Saturday, 16 July 2011
Destiny Of A Starlit Empire - Part 2
"As we sit on this star, I wonder how you are..."
Vince Circa XXLIV
For a game. For a world.
-
Chapter 1 - "I told you not to dream."
We are looking up, at a soon to be night sky full of twinkling and shooting stars. A few clouds obscure a billion stars.
They look like art.
A flock of birds fly past the setting sun.
We pan around to a man, Vince Neptune, turning around towards his friend, Ji Stellar.
Vince
A thousand nights, like this...it would still not be enough.
JI
It is your duty. You are honour bound.
Vince
To fight a war I do not believe in? For what?
JI
I can not argue on such a beautiful night. Walk with me...
Vince
I can not argue with you ever. Lets.
We follow them as they walk amoung the tall grass, blowing in the wind.
JI
It would be a shame to let tonight go without a quiet thought or two.
Vince
And come the morning, when those destroyers, those frigates, those star ships. They'll be here, and then I won't be. I'll be fighting a war and not a good war. A very bad war.
JI
I would walk on this sun's (Gestures at sunset) harsh lands, if it were to keep you here, with me.
Vince
Don't pine. Don't feel bad. Just keep dreaming.
JI
And if you do not return?
Vince
My heart will not be leaving.
They hug each other. As a giant Orion class starship flies through the sun's glare.
Vince
I hope...
JI
Do not hope...just come home.
Vince
We could leave. Just get on a ship and leave on a outter rim world.
JI
And become outlaws? I'm sure you would have fun Vince, but I have..
Vince
(Shakes head) I'm reaching...
JI
I know you. And you know me. That is not to change, be it a war of the empires or a winter's night alone without each other.
Vince
I know. I know you.
JI
Life's a journey you know. You would get bored staring at my tired face all winter anyway. (She tries to laugh)
He wipes away a tear from her eye.
Vince
This isn't over.
JI
It's just starting.
Vince
The wind is picking up, let's change and eat. One more good meal before I must endure
the squadron's gruel.
JI
I thought you liked Gruel?
He smiles and puts an arm around her as they walk back towards the house.
They walk for several beats
VINCE
Don't worry.
WE FADE TO WHITE
TEXT FADES IN : "A hundred days later"
We are on the great Mountains of Tibia, fifth world from the sun.
It is Vince. Is wandering upward, clutching a photo. His clothes are torn and ragged. He's been in a battle.
Another man comes running up behind him, Luke Skylight
LUKE
Vince! Hold up!
VINCE
For what!? They wiped us out.
LUKE
The Commander is alright! Come on!
VINCE
NO!!!
LUKE
Don't be silly Vince!
VINCE
Silly was leaving my home for this...Silly was learning how to fight.
Silly was dreaming I'll ever see her again.
LUKE
Ji will wait! Vince I'm not trying to fight but the commander needs you!
VINCE
I am out of this unit, and out of this war. Let them fight over the bones of the dead. I will fight for life.
LUKE
You're running away? Like one of those cowards you read about?
VINCE
I am no coward. I am no warrior.
LUKE
Vince!
VINCE
Save your breath. If you're my friend, tell the Commander I was gut shot. If you're not...
LUKE
Great...just great Vince. After all this, after we lose most of our men...you just run!
VINCE
I'm not fighting this war anymore!
LUKE
Then leave. You ass!
VINCE
We the calm finds you again, try to remember what you're fighting for Luke.
LUKE
Oh I do buddy! I really do. Like the freedom of our people!
VINCE
We can never be free like this. Never.
LUKE
Forget you! Forget you buddy!
Luke goes running off.
Vince Circa XXLIV
For a game. For a world.
-
Chapter 1 - "I told you not to dream."
We are looking up, at a soon to be night sky full of twinkling and shooting stars. A few clouds obscure a billion stars.
They look like art.
A flock of birds fly past the setting sun.
We pan around to a man, Vince Neptune, turning around towards his friend, Ji Stellar.
Vince
A thousand nights, like this...it would still not be enough.
JI
It is your duty. You are honour bound.
Vince
To fight a war I do not believe in? For what?
JI
I can not argue on such a beautiful night. Walk with me...
Vince
I can not argue with you ever. Lets.
We follow them as they walk amoung the tall grass, blowing in the wind.
JI
It would be a shame to let tonight go without a quiet thought or two.
Vince
And come the morning, when those destroyers, those frigates, those star ships. They'll be here, and then I won't be. I'll be fighting a war and not a good war. A very bad war.
JI
I would walk on this sun's (Gestures at sunset) harsh lands, if it were to keep you here, with me.
Vince
Don't pine. Don't feel bad. Just keep dreaming.
JI
And if you do not return?
Vince
My heart will not be leaving.
They hug each other. As a giant Orion class starship flies through the sun's glare.
Vince
I hope...
JI
Do not hope...just come home.
Vince
We could leave. Just get on a ship and leave on a outter rim world.
JI
And become outlaws? I'm sure you would have fun Vince, but I have..
Vince
(Shakes head) I'm reaching...
JI
I know you. And you know me. That is not to change, be it a war of the empires or a winter's night alone without each other.
Vince
I know. I know you.
JI
Life's a journey you know. You would get bored staring at my tired face all winter anyway. (She tries to laugh)
He wipes away a tear from her eye.
Vince
This isn't over.
JI
It's just starting.
Vince
The wind is picking up, let's change and eat. One more good meal before I must endure
the squadron's gruel.
JI
I thought you liked Gruel?
He smiles and puts an arm around her as they walk back towards the house.
They walk for several beats
VINCE
Don't worry.
WE FADE TO WHITE
TEXT FADES IN : "A hundred days later"
We are on the great Mountains of Tibia, fifth world from the sun.
It is Vince. Is wandering upward, clutching a photo. His clothes are torn and ragged. He's been in a battle.
Another man comes running up behind him, Luke Skylight
LUKE
Vince! Hold up!
VINCE
For what!? They wiped us out.
LUKE
The Commander is alright! Come on!
VINCE
NO!!!
LUKE
Don't be silly Vince!
VINCE
Silly was leaving my home for this...Silly was learning how to fight.
Silly was dreaming I'll ever see her again.
LUKE
Ji will wait! Vince I'm not trying to fight but the commander needs you!
VINCE
I am out of this unit, and out of this war. Let them fight over the bones of the dead. I will fight for life.
LUKE
You're running away? Like one of those cowards you read about?
VINCE
I am no coward. I am no warrior.
LUKE
Vince!
VINCE
Save your breath. If you're my friend, tell the Commander I was gut shot. If you're not...
LUKE
Great...just great Vince. After all this, after we lose most of our men...you just run!
VINCE
I'm not fighting this war anymore!
LUKE
Then leave. You ass!
VINCE
We the calm finds you again, try to remember what you're fighting for Luke.
LUKE
Oh I do buddy! I really do. Like the freedom of our people!
VINCE
We can never be free like this. Never.
LUKE
Forget you! Forget you buddy!
Luke goes running off.
The Great Unknown
V1)
Birds of light, overhead, in your thoughts, in your head, like the color of magic,
And into the daylight, out of the twilight, comes a day without night, a light without slight,
And all my minds, and all my hearts speak to me, like I speak to time, like I yearn to shine.
And in the empty still night, as colors drains like fading light, and my heart beats a silent melody,
All thoughts form into one, how I long to find the sun,
V2)
An endless, restless wind in the chambers of my mind, a dream i can not relive or find,
A echo of yesteryear, when the night came without fear, and the world was near, not far.
As music played, and dreams were born where I layed, and nothing but the sky was over me,
Then you were, like an invisible color, A night of singing birds, and forgotten words,
C)
The great unknown, is why I dream alone, without you on my throne,
As kings were men, and I am a puper without paper, just a designer without fabric,
As nights come and so does the morning sun, I am a world of one, a life coming undone.
The great unknown, is why we're all alone, without trinket or throne.
Birds of light, overhead, in your thoughts, in your head, like the color of magic,
And into the daylight, out of the twilight, comes a day without night, a light without slight,
And all my minds, and all my hearts speak to me, like I speak to time, like I yearn to shine.
And in the empty still night, as colors drains like fading light, and my heart beats a silent melody,
All thoughts form into one, how I long to find the sun,
V2)
An endless, restless wind in the chambers of my mind, a dream i can not relive or find,
A echo of yesteryear, when the night came without fear, and the world was near, not far.
As music played, and dreams were born where I layed, and nothing but the sky was over me,
Then you were, like an invisible color, A night of singing birds, and forgotten words,
C)
The great unknown, is why I dream alone, without you on my throne,
As kings were men, and I am a puper without paper, just a designer without fabric,
As nights come and so does the morning sun, I am a world of one, a life coming undone.
The great unknown, is why we're all alone, without trinket or throne.
Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Destiny Of The Starlight Empire
"As we sit on this star, I wonder how you are..."
Vince Circa XXLIV
For a game. For a world.
-
Chapter 1 - "I told you not to dream."
We are looking up, at a soon to be night sky full of twinkling and shooting stars. A few clouds obscure a billion stars.
They look like art.
A flock of birds fly past the setting sun.
We pan around to a man, Vince Neptune, turning around towards his friend, Ji Stellar.
Vince
A thousand nights, like this...it would still not be enough.
JI
It is your duty. You are honour bound.
Vince
To fight a war I do not believe in? For what?
JI
I can not argue on such a beautiful night. Walk with me...
Vince
I can not argue with you ever. Lets.
We follow them as they walk amoung the tall grass, blowing in the wind.
JI
It would be a shame to let tonight go without a quiet thought or two.
Vince
And come the morning, when those destroyers, those frigates, those star ships. They'll be here, and then I won't be. I'll be fighting a war and not a good war. A very bad war.
JI
I would walk on this sun's (Gestures at sunset) harsh lands, if it were to keep you here, with me.
Vince
Don't pine. Don't feel bad. Just keep dreaming.
JI
And if you do not return?
Vince
My heart will not be leaving.
They hug each other. As a giant Orion class starship flies through the sun's glare.
Vince
I hope...
JI
Do not hope...just come home.
Vince
We could leave. Just get on a ship and leave on a outter rim world.
JI
And become outlaws? I'm sure you would have fun Vince, but I have..
Vince
(Shakes head) I'm reaching...
JI
I know you. And you know me. That is not to change, be it a war of the empires or a winter's night alone without each other.
Vince
I know. I know you.
JI
Life's a journey you know. You would get bored staring at my tired face all winter anyway. (She tries to laugh)
He wipes away a tear from her eye.
Vince
This isn't over.
JI
It's just starting.
Vince
The wind is picking up, let's change and eat. One more good meal before I must endure
the squadron's gruel.
JI
I thought you liked Gruel?
He smiles and puts an arm around her as they walk back towards the house.
Vince Circa XXLIV
For a game. For a world.
-
Chapter 1 - "I told you not to dream."
We are looking up, at a soon to be night sky full of twinkling and shooting stars. A few clouds obscure a billion stars.
They look like art.
A flock of birds fly past the setting sun.
We pan around to a man, Vince Neptune, turning around towards his friend, Ji Stellar.
Vince
A thousand nights, like this...it would still not be enough.
JI
It is your duty. You are honour bound.
Vince
To fight a war I do not believe in? For what?
JI
I can not argue on such a beautiful night. Walk with me...
Vince
I can not argue with you ever. Lets.
We follow them as they walk amoung the tall grass, blowing in the wind.
JI
It would be a shame to let tonight go without a quiet thought or two.
Vince
And come the morning, when those destroyers, those frigates, those star ships. They'll be here, and then I won't be. I'll be fighting a war and not a good war. A very bad war.
JI
I would walk on this sun's (Gestures at sunset) harsh lands, if it were to keep you here, with me.
Vince
Don't pine. Don't feel bad. Just keep dreaming.
JI
And if you do not return?
Vince
My heart will not be leaving.
They hug each other. As a giant Orion class starship flies through the sun's glare.
Vince
I hope...
JI
Do not hope...just come home.
Vince
We could leave. Just get on a ship and leave on a outter rim world.
JI
And become outlaws? I'm sure you would have fun Vince, but I have..
Vince
(Shakes head) I'm reaching...
JI
I know you. And you know me. That is not to change, be it a war of the empires or a winter's night alone without each other.
Vince
I know. I know you.
JI
Life's a journey you know. You would get bored staring at my tired face all winter anyway. (She tries to laugh)
He wipes away a tear from her eye.
Vince
This isn't over.
JI
It's just starting.
Vince
The wind is picking up, let's change and eat. One more good meal before I must endure
the squadron's gruel.
JI
I thought you liked Gruel?
He smiles and puts an arm around her as they walk back towards the house.
Monday, 11 July 2011
Downfall
V1)
A sunlit dream, of a place we've already been, of a wonderful sight already seen,
A land of understanding, a foundation of belief and wonder, a sense of adventure,
And we crossed the stars, from these gentle shores of ours to the red peaks of mars,
We were men of honour, true and with vigour. No shadow would invade our sky.
Yet as we stood, smiling, all the while it was unwinding, all the while it was falling.
V2)
We used to speak a language so beautiful, so full, so whole, yet now, it is derilict
We were visionaries, pioneers and adventurers, we sailed the seven seas,
We searched the night sky for an answer why, who we were, where we belong for who.
We were astronaults and programmers, lovers and thinkers, believers and dreamers,
Yet as we sang, of all the color our beauty brought, the end of our way was all we bought
C)
The world was paradise, an unimaginable landscape, full of gentle giants,
Yet the cost of our rise, was our downfall, and now, we're just waitijng for the end to call,
This world could have been something special, but we lost our way to something evil,
And now even the honest men are liars and cheats, even kings sleep at whore's feet.
And all we are left with, is a false sense of rightiousness. A false truth, that is not going to save us.
V3)
I walked across the earth, one night.
A sunlit dream, of a place we've already been, of a wonderful sight already seen,
A land of understanding, a foundation of belief and wonder, a sense of adventure,
And we crossed the stars, from these gentle shores of ours to the red peaks of mars,
We were men of honour, true and with vigour. No shadow would invade our sky.
Yet as we stood, smiling, all the while it was unwinding, all the while it was falling.
V2)
We used to speak a language so beautiful, so full, so whole, yet now, it is derilict
We were visionaries, pioneers and adventurers, we sailed the seven seas,
We searched the night sky for an answer why, who we were, where we belong for who.
We were astronaults and programmers, lovers and thinkers, believers and dreamers,
Yet as we sang, of all the color our beauty brought, the end of our way was all we bought
C)
The world was paradise, an unimaginable landscape, full of gentle giants,
Yet the cost of our rise, was our downfall, and now, we're just waitijng for the end to call,
This world could have been something special, but we lost our way to something evil,
And now even the honest men are liars and cheats, even kings sleep at whore's feet.
And all we are left with, is a false sense of rightiousness. A false truth, that is not going to save us.
V3)
I walked across the earth, one night.
Criminals - Hi, How you doing?
V1)
A waking dawn, and all life is reborn, from the heavy winters of storms and howling skies,
To the bliss of this, a gentle time with a peaceful person, who helps, not worsens,
How easy it must be, to be as evil as you want to be, how easy it must be, to not care.
I don't think you feel the sun, I don't think you feel anything or anyone.
V2)
I may stand alone in the eye of the storm, but no alien force will change my form.
I may be lost at sea, waiting for rescue, but i'll never let you sink my raft,
And though the stars no longer shine, I'll still remember the time they did,
And though you may pour fire on my soul, i'll never let you take control,
C)
The light of the sun, just for the lucky ones, the dream we dare not dream.
You may have loved earth first, but I love her more. Like the battles of a war,
I'll never stop to adore, your destruction, your alienation, your bleak heads filled with morbid things,
I pity you, more than anything could or would, You sit there, like useless wood, dreaming of hurt,
dreaming of death, dreaming of pain. Well, this boy ain't playing your phantom game.
V3)
When the night falls, and tomorrow calls, do you ever ask how gravity pulls?
As the sun rises, and light surrounds us, do you question it's purpose?
Of course you do not, to you, this life doesn't mean a whole lot.
Well fuck you. And every criminal like you.
A waking dawn, and all life is reborn, from the heavy winters of storms and howling skies,
To the bliss of this, a gentle time with a peaceful person, who helps, not worsens,
How easy it must be, to be as evil as you want to be, how easy it must be, to not care.
I don't think you feel the sun, I don't think you feel anything or anyone.
V2)
I may stand alone in the eye of the storm, but no alien force will change my form.
I may be lost at sea, waiting for rescue, but i'll never let you sink my raft,
And though the stars no longer shine, I'll still remember the time they did,
And though you may pour fire on my soul, i'll never let you take control,
C)
The light of the sun, just for the lucky ones, the dream we dare not dream.
You may have loved earth first, but I love her more. Like the battles of a war,
I'll never stop to adore, your destruction, your alienation, your bleak heads filled with morbid things,
I pity you, more than anything could or would, You sit there, like useless wood, dreaming of hurt,
dreaming of death, dreaming of pain. Well, this boy ain't playing your phantom game.
V3)
When the night falls, and tomorrow calls, do you ever ask how gravity pulls?
As the sun rises, and light surrounds us, do you question it's purpose?
Of course you do not, to you, this life doesn't mean a whole lot.
Well fuck you. And every criminal like you.
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