Monday, January 16, 2017

2.1719 : 1/16/10 : Golden

golden that's how I feel
so sweet
and hey what will be
will be
Golden
Things are not so different now
I've made a bed
And I'm dying to sleep in it

what

Sunday, January 15, 2017

2.1718 : 1/15/10 : Too Quiet

Too long too slow too quiet
Today nothing to say just slow and tired
enough to just set must aside
today I'm not too thrilled about the ride

what

Saturday, January 14, 2017

2.1717 : 1/14/10 : End All War (2)

If I can't sing a song strong enough
to end all war then what am I good for
If I can't sing a song strong enough
to end all war then what am I good for
what am I good for what am I good for
everything we pour down the war tube
and what grinds out is predictable
and how it pays is despicable
I can't help feeling despite all my reeling that
I never did enough to stop it the ball and how we drop it
the ball and how we drop it
the ball and how we drop it
And if I can't sign a song strong enough
to end all war then what am I good for
What am I good for?
What am I good for?
What am I good for?

what

Friday, January 13, 2017

2.1716 : 1/13/10 : What the FXck

It ain't gonna get any better is it
too late to go wild
too big to fail
I guess I'm going to miss it
too many times
I've no stomach to fake confidence
or act as if
I've got it figured out
when in every sense
I'm on the fence
So what the fuck then
why say another word
When everything is in the air
get this: so little
though I may have hope
stone tragically
I still care

what

Thursday, January 12, 2017

2.1715 : 1/12/10 : Grand Master

Lucky star come round again
for the grand master
pray to God it don't take up 40 years
to clear this small disaster
put into perspective not many
have much cause to complain
but then again, then again
we all feel pain
25 years on the streets of New York
you have to wonder how a man survives
from the bomb to the camp through
the towers fall
must be he really has 9 lives
to needs so very little to live
a little pencil and paint and pen
and I am reeling in my lack
what's holding me back again
all I can do is push through
maybe someday find my own broadcaster
hope I'm better by then
hope I'm a grand master

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Wednesday, January 11, 2017

2.1714 : 1/11/10 : The Con

I've got a feeling I'm
still somewhere in the
middle of the long con
I can't figure out who's
grifting who
and I'm sure no paragon
just once just once
let me end
the rules only I'm to blame for
I dream of where it all comes
perfectly
but get more or less what I came for

what

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

2.1713 : 1/10/10 : Resolution

I try to cultivate the resolute
in the midst of long goodbyes
and seeming craps shoots
and memories of lost opportunities
can't get them back
but you can battle the disease
of sliding scales
and shifting goals
and restlessly bouncing between the poles
of resolution and
quick fix backsliding
in a year who knows I could be gliding
high above a decade of
lukewarm conceit
to nail even one factor
would be very neat
I think it best gets
left at that
to seek my resolution
and hang up that hat

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