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CORSA AL RIBASSO (THE RISING TIDE PT1)
Jesus Vs Mohammed (Ali)
Gouged out my eyes In a dream I had In an effort to see Clearer But now I'm awake What do I see In this future? What do you see What do you see In my picture? I feel so hollow I feed this machine every day (FEED THE MACHINE) I feel so hollow I feed this machine every day (FEED THE MACHINE) So this is how a young man dies Fight for phyrric victories THAT YOU WON'T REMEMBER THE WAY THAT YOU SHOULD And smile at men that you despise CRYING WON'T SAVE YOU BUT LYING MAY STAY IT A WHILE So this is how a man in a desert can drown Always with the best of intentions... Choose your armour well... But don't mention it I can't feel my arms At the journey's end.
Lines In The Sand
I can't let go At least I'm feeling, at least I'm existing At least I'm breathing, it means I'm existing It's time to let go Of things we cannot know Throw off the mask of fear Repair, re-engineer But what do we have here? Beneath what we held dear (A need to) shout in the age of whisperers (For I'm no whisperer) To believe in an age of doubters (For I'm no doubter) "Don't you give up yet The future is not set" But I heard it from a liar Trying to make me a better offer "Your ambition is not dead Not just yet..." Maybe it's just sleeping (But I'm not tired) Maybe it's just sleeping (But I'm not tired) So slow down Maybe its a phase we all go through Maybe its a trace we'll just wash through Like lines in the sand Lines in the sand (I won't it let it go) If we're all one of a kind It's a very different kind One of a kind But a very different kind One day I woke up To find myself stranded on the beach Lost, trying to find the line we drew From me, To you, and Back That divided Us, From Them But the weather had changed So, heard you're feeling lonely No, don't remind me, there's plenty of it here Just get to the back of the line So, heard you're feeling angry No, don't remind me, there's plenty of it here Just get to the back of the line Ah No, don't remind me, there's plenty of us here Maybe there's just too many of us? Hey Hey Is it too late? Can we still get out? Is it too late Or can we get out? "I will still respect you", she lied "If you get out" So it's true, we can get out LET'S GET OUT NOW At least I'm feeling, at least I'm existing EVEN THE SKY IS BLUE At least I'm breathing, it means I'm existing SO WHY CAN'T I BE?
Once More With Feeling (Best Supporting Actor)
I'm not really sure if anyone's listening but I'll say it anyway I'm not finished yet but it gets close sometimes I'm not washed out but yes I'm fading 'Cos I'm not really into it I'm not really a part of it I'm not even the main character in my own life Am I really a part of it? Am I really into it? I'm not really a part of it I'm not really into it SO! This is what they meant "Suffer for your art" I knew there had to be a reason SELL! Sell yourself Sell your soul. Be the best supporting actor. I can't sort it - all these things that wash around inside my head I can't sort it - all those things I thought about and wish I'd said SO! ... I'll do the best I can I'm sure I'm not the only one Go on, give it your best shot Tie your laces
Corsa Al Ribasso
Don't give it all away And in spite of it all In spite of it all We'll stay Don't give it all away And in spite of it all In spite of it all We'll stay
View From A Glass House
London Is burning Might just melt a few cold hearts London Is burning me Lit me up like a spark... Razed me like it raised you... Can't you see London is burning you (Where there is smoke there is fire too) Don't sit so close to me It makes me miss It makes me pine for Empathy Just a thought I had on my way home (x3) We're all travelling alone Don't you want to be remembered? Don't you want to be a member? Pressure EAT > WORK > FUCK > SLEEP (> REPEAT). I'm not sure I can take it I'm not sure I'll make it out alive I'm too scared to face it It won't take this boy this man alive this boy alive this man alive Pressure But you can't hide what you are You can't hide
Rising Tide Of The Disconnected
I was told "You'll die alone" No, I don't want to die alone one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... Will all God's children fit in heaven? This is just the close the first scene I don't want to die alone Just the same as the last scene I don't want to die alone I've torn this mirror in two I don't want to die alone Take half and make me whole I don't want to die alone These are the lies and contradictions That make up our minds and their reflections We speak in tongues so int-er-pret us Give us a chance but please don't trust us These are the lies We're Beggars And Liars And Sowers And Reepers And Widows And Killers But they didn't see us We're disconnected We take while we can We do what we can So when they gave you chance why didn't you take it? Took what you wanted but didn't replace it These are the lies and contradictions The Devil makes work for idle fingers I am an anchor You are a wave (All the seasons I'll follow, I'll follow you) I ran out of words But not things to say When I dropped my dream I count each breath And keep the receipts In a world of repeats For all the memories we had All the places we went All the people we met Wasted Wasted I can't wait I can't wait anymore Will all God's children fit in Heaven?