Music

I unfortunately am not that familiar with much poetry. The only thing that I can think of, is music. So here are some good songs for you. Enjoy, and then listen to the music.

I'm selling heavenly sketches
A world out of my mind
Ready to explode in purity to fill the holes inside

An ever moving stream with glowing rays of light
Emotions tied to past lies and I know I should let go

Tamed with confidence of a brighter future

I found a flame in the burnt out ashes... burn out, burn out!

Fueled, these new shores burn, dark past lies cold
Shadow, my sweet shadow, to you I look no more

Another dawn collapses
Do I need to be reminded
A glimpse of my safe home
A path to hide all anger

I found a flame in the burnt out ashes... burn out, burn out!

Fueled, these new shores burn, dark past lies cold
Shadow, my sweet shadow, to you I look no more

In circles I catch
A torch carried by the immortal
From depths that I created
In vain echoes fade

Burn out!

Fueled, these new shores burn, dark past lies cold
Shadow, my sweet shadow, to you I look no more

Fueled, these new shores burn, dark past lies cold
Shadow, my sweet shadow, to you I look no more

Fueled, Dark past lies cold
For you I look no more

-"My Sweet Shadow" by In Flames

It's alright to tell me
what you think about me
I won't try to argue
or hold it against you
I know that you're leaving
you must have your reasons
The season is calling
your pictures are falling down

And it'll happen once again
You'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
and you've been here for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this is growing up

And maybe I'll see you
at a movie sneak preview
you'll show up and walk by
on the arm of that guy
And I'll smile and you'll wave
we'll pretend it's okay
The charade it won't last
when he's gone I won't come back

And it'll happen once again
You'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
and you've been here for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this is growing up

-"Dammit" by System of a Down

Grab the bull by the horns the old adage goes
Nobody tells you where to go from here
Seems like fates pulling you
Decisions have to be made
The best path is the hardest earned
Back and forth the struggle consumes us all
Trying to keep a level head
In the most unsettling of times
Today I'll become the bull
There is so much to stake
I stumble, I lose my place
Pride and arrogance surrounded by sin
Destiny takes its hold.
Fight it or let it go
But I choose how the day will end
Back and forth the struggle consumes us all
Trying to keep a level head.
In the most unsettling of times
Today I'll become the bull
This walk can get lonely
I lose myself inside my head
No one can touch you when you're outside staring in
Remove myself from this rat race
Back and forth the struggle consumes us all
Trying to keep a level head
In the most unsettling of times
Today I'll become the bull

-"Becoming the Bull" by Atreyu

Heaven ablaze in your eyes
We're standing still in time
The blood on our hands is the wine
We offer as sacrifice

Come on and show them your love
Rip out the wings of a butterfly
For your soul, my love
Rip out the wings of a butterfly
For your soul

This endless mercy mile
We're crawling side by side
With hell freezing over in our eyes
Gods kneel before our crime

Come on and show them your love
Rip out the wings of a butterfly
For your soul, my love
Rip out the wings of a butterfly
For your soul

-"Rip Out the Wings of a Butterfly" by HIM

Many's the day I took for granted
Breathing the air that sinlenced some
As the North Wind blew
With its head of thunder
Beating its breast with a war drenched song
Bathe awhile, awash in slumber
Cry what's left to sleep
Where you dream of the love you left forever
But pity no more nor grieve

For we're the kings of it all
For the day we were born
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High

Listen to the sound of dead men dying
March as they flee but exiled bound
Their ship once sailed no longer anchors
For gone is the green
And their hallowed gound

Toast to tears of times past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten
To fly where no others have soared

For we're the kings of it all
For the day we were born
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High

Toast to tears of times past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Where to kiss the lips of that love forgotten
To fly where no others have soared

For we're the kings of it all
For the day we were born
Now we're the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we'll always take a drop and we'll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High

-"The Kilburn High Road" by Flogging Molly

I think that's enough for now, don't you? (1,152)