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TearDrop

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Woe unto the king
Fate has got your name
Now Its gotten so very late
now they’re coming for you
Everyday you tell a lie
some may cost another life
You don’t see the people die
and we know that you don’t cry

Suffer the little children
Do you see their tears
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

Now you know you got blood on your hands
You crime is quite clear
Now you know there is a price to pay
For those that feed on fear

Now your afraid cause you know
Don’t you know by now
Can you hear them coming for you
The mob is coming for you now

Suffer the little children.
Do you see their tears.
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

yes the mob is coming for you now

Suffer the little children
Do you see their tears
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

Woe unto the king
Fate has got your name
Now Its gotten so very late
Now they’re coming for you
Everyday you tell a lie
some may cost another life
You don’t see the people die
And we know that you don’t cry

Suffer the little children
Do you see their tears
Will their faces haunt you
As you pass through the years
Woe the little children
Can you hear them cry
Can you help their mothers
make it through the night

MoonBeam Reprise

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Wish we had just a little more time
Before the sun sinks low
I could tell you a story or two
Before the shadows start to grow again

But the time slipped by in the blink of an eye
The day flew by again
And I’m still out here running a race
On a road that never ends

Wish we had just a little more time
Before the sun sinks low
The moon is bright on this starry night
And all the camp fires start to glow.

Yes I had so many dreams
I wanted to share with you
But the time just don’t cooperate with me
And now the moonlite is passing through again

Moonbeams on my window
Make it a magic night
The moonrise on the water
Well be dancing in the moonlite tonight

Moonbeams thru my window
Make it a magic night
The moonrise on the water
Well be dancing in the moonlite once again tonight

Moonbeams thru my window
Falling across the floor
Moonlite on the ocean
makes for magic dreams once more

The moonrise brings a magic light
To wash upon the shore
The moonlite fills the forest
Lights the way to Evermore again.

Two Minuet Warning

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It’s the two minuet warning
That’s all i heard
Don’t know why it ever came to be
The whole World is a watching
A counting it down
Just cant wait to see what i can see
There’s some crazy politicians
don’t really care about this world
Poison everything that’s pure
They even leave their trash in the street
They’re gonna make sure that there aint nothing left
They don’t care about you and me.

Same Ole News

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Angels breathe fire Children dance long before they walk
A world filled with desire and now the mechanical demons talk
I can’t get no higher but the pain just won’t leave
My preacher is a liar now my cop is a thief

While politicians turn traitor warriors are still dying in the street
The lost children’s faces just remind me of who I used to be
The haters are my brothers the lovers are my friends
They spend their time sitting around making so many useless endless battle plans

It’s the same old news on a different day
The world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see
Sometimes the dream gets lost in the fog and the drinks
Turns out you only see what you want it to be

One side is on fire the other may drown
It Might be time to stand me up somebody help me get me out of this town
Sister morphine in my dream don’t you know I need you now
Somebody wake me up somebody help me wake me up somehow

It’s the same ole story told a different way
A world gone crazy tiny heads right on the TV
Their words so cold and the children cry
Still our warriors are dying lying in the street

It’s the same ole world as when I was 16
Something told me you better run and I did not hesitate
Now I see that I am not alone there are so many like me
Trust me now you know your dream going to turn into a reality

It’s the same ole notes on a different day
A world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see
The childhood dream lost in the smoke and the trees
Turns out you are just who you pretended to be

 

 

 

Same Ole Notes

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It’s the same old notes on a different day
The world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see
Your childhood dream, get lost in the smoke and the trees
It turns out you are just who you pretended to be

It’s the same old world as when I was 16
Something told me you better run and I did not hesitate
Now I see that I am not alone there are so many like me
Trust when I say you know your dream will fade into a reality

It’s the same old notes on a different day
The world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see
Sometimes the dream gets lost in the smoke and the trees
But it turns out you are just who you pretended to be

It’s the same old news on a different day
A world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see
Sometimes the dream gets lost in the fog and the drinks
It turns out you only see what you want it too be

It’s the same old story told a different way
A world gone crazy tiny heads right on the TV
Their words so cold and the children cry
And still our our warriors are dying lying in the street

It’s the same old world as when I was 16
Something told me you better run and I did not hesitate
Now I see that I am not alone there are so many like me
Trust me now you know your dream going to turn into a reality

It’s the same old notes on a different day
The world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see
Sometimes the dream lost in the smoke and the trees
Turns out you are just who you pretended to be

Scribble

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Scribbling in the darkness
Deep into the nite.
Words trying to escape my mind
Flood out into the light.

The sound of the pen against the paper
Breaks the silence in the nite.
In my mind I see the countless scribbles
of countless writers with my plight.

I don’t know where the words come from.
My fingers just want to run.
Like a wolf running with the pack.
I just got to get out in front.

AnotherDay

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I can’t write fast enough to get it out.
Time is so short each day.
Each moment could be so many possibilities.
You can choose any one you want.
don’t make sense I don’t want any.

Time

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I know I’m sloppy
but it ain’t for not trying
I have too many notes inside that I have to get out,
And I ain’t got too much time

Children

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Children
December 19, 2012
I remember when mom was beautiful
and daddy was just as mean.
He beat her with a chair in the kitchen
on Christmas eve.
Me and my baby brother,
we got right in the way.
We said daddy your not gonna
beat on mommy no more today.