Monday, February 24, 2014

Change

The world
The country
Your city
Your home

Cut your hair
Wash your clothes
Your bed sheets
Cut the nails on your toes

Your mind
Your soul
Your life
Humankind

Give a smile
A hug
A kiss
A shrug

Let them know
Your not the same
Not today
And not tomorrow

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Hi how are you

sometimes i feel like saying something witty
but my mind can't find the right words



So again I'm trapped in the corner
Back against the wall
I cant move at all
Im stuck here
And he wont let me fall
Keep your head up
Stand tall

I am the chosen one
The one to make it
A new sound is playing in my head
I see me and my band
Filling arenas, and festivals
Seats are sold out
For what? 
A plain sound
That no one has thought of
Something new
Youll see me soon!

They might say im crazy
Or I am begging for attention
Those are just rumors
For people to give me more
Ill give you everything I have
Its all part of the plan
We die with nothing
Ill give it all now
To have everything tomorrow


Sunday, February 9, 2014

Garden

A cold glass of milk
To warm the soul
Warm smoke
Fills the empty skull
A restless mind
Finds trouble sleeping
My eyes close
But my heart is weeping
Endless dreams
Continue at night
Reality kicks in
Soon after daylight
I cant find home
Though I found a place
That I never wanna leave alone
Hot ashes gathering
In a spot where hes wandering
Exploring the depths of his mind
Its kind of dark and shadowy
The seed is planted
It will soon begin yo grow
A loud thunder
Tells him its time to go

Rick

Constricted inside of a false world
A false floor
Walls
Reality is moist
Dank
The future seems far
Too long
In reality it's too fast
Lifes short
Live it while you can
Enjoy every second of it
Even when its bad
The good times never last
The bad times make you laugh
How could we have been there
How could we have done that
A new sun will shine
A new day is mine
A new world for us all
We'll forget about time
Counting to our deaths
How could this be life?
He is watching us all
Sitting silent like a mime

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Fixed

scraped bruised and rusty
you continue to function with full potency
it's usually not as deep as it seems
so I got to work and took you apart
I sand you down until you're bare
I get some paint and I cover your scratches
I bought some new clothes for you
once all the pieces are fixed 
I put you back together 
you seem to like the color black
you look nice along with your 10 other 
sisters and brothers
now that you all match 
we'll send you back out
crowds will cheer and applaud
artists will thank you
and producers will fall in love
you're worth a million bucks, baby!