sunbeam surrounded by winter

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die to live

turn on the light you fool
i am standing in the dark
with a bucket leaking gasoline
and a match in my hand
guess i’m learning to learn
to live and shine
like the burning sun down in the indian sky
i don’t care what stays behind
i would die to live
die to live now
cut out the crap you fool
i’ve had enough for one day
i don’t need that map to guide me back
i’m gonna walk my own way
some need a wife to win the battles they can’t fight
and have a son to bear their name for when they die
guess i’m learning to learn
to live and shine
like the burning sun down in the indian sky
i don’t care what stays behind
i would die to live
die to live in peace
turn on the light you fool
your reflection has let you down
with blinkered eyes
and the old disguise
and that scream that won’t come out
thanks for the ride
but time has come to say goodbye
excuse my pride, but i don’t need you by my side
guess i’m learning to learn
to live and shine
like the burning sun down in the indian sky
i don’t care what stays behind
i would die to live
die to live in peace

rebel rebel

got your mother in a whirl
cause she’s not sure if you’re a boy or a girl
hey babe your hair’s alright
hey babe let’s go out tonight
you like me and i like it all
you like dancing and you look divine
you love bands when they play it hard
you want more and you want it now
rebel rebel you torn your dress
rebel rebel your face is a mess
rebel rebel how could they know
hot tramp. i love you so
they put me down
they say i’m wrong
you tacky thing
you put them on
rebel rebel you torn your dress
rebel rebel your face is a mess
rebel rebel how could they know
hot tramp. i love you so

dragonfly

a dragonfly got caught in my hair
flapping its beautiful wings in despair
fear’s a gum stuck to your bum
pulling you down making you succumb
and here i am with a broken heart
and a dragonfly tangled up
this situation is telling me to dare
it’s telling me to dare
to climb up high and reach the sky
and then dive in with a smile
to shut down the shop
rewrite the plot
and then drive through the stop sign
a dragonfly was meant to fly
but i can’t
i can’t change
i can’t take this leap of faith
it’s telling me to dare
it’s telling me to dare
somebody’s always there
telling me to dare
first prize for the brave
some come and go and some stay
the beauty of learning to let go is fresh air comes through the open door
it’s common sense to be afraid and i am scared
it’s telling me to dare
somebody’s always there
telling me to dare

like a river

i’ve been on the run again
building up defenses
hiding in disguises from me
but now i’m confronting myself with a mirror
stripping off this fear to look and see
and i see i flow like a river
i grow like a tree
i glow like the barrier reef
i see i’ll never be happy
but maybe i’ll find peace
i see i’m as varied as last century
i see the action is where we stand
i see reaction lies entirely in our hands
i’ve been on the run again missing the point
cause living is as grand as the sea
and i see i flow like a river
i grow like a tree
i glow like the barrier reef
i see i’ll never be happy
but maybe i’ll find peace
i see more colors now than dark brown misery
i see the action is where we stand
i see reaction lies entirely in our hands
i see life is a boomerang
i see that i can see.
i see i flow like a river
i grow like a tree
i glow like the barrier reef
i see i’ll never be happy
but maybe i’ll find peace
i see i’m as varied as last century
i grow like obsession
i fly like time
i see i’m better off here by my side
i see i’ll never be happy
but maybe i’ll find peace
i see more colors now than dark brown misery.

accidents

how many wounds to lick
how many failures to eat
how many accidents indeed
how many lies, lies, lies…
when you are alive
alive to see you first need to face yourself
before you can get out there and save the world
alive to accept your contradictions
alive to see this is life
how many wars
how many rights gone wrong
how many shifts
how many reasons to be dead
how many boundaries
how many accidents
how many reasons to be dead
but i am alive
alive to see this world inside is all we got
neither god nor love can make us be at peace with it
alive to know we are the only road we’ll walk
how many wars
how many rights gone wrong
how many shifts
how many reasons to be dead
how many i don’t cares
how many do not dares
how many this isn’t really happenings
how many lies, how many lies…
how many reasons to be dead
but i am alive

this new skin

changes don’t heal the past
the warmth from a match don’t last
all these years alone and still so unknown
how does one feed time?
how does one grow and still know who’s here in this new skin?

sunshine gold

call me unstable but i am able to see the sunshine here tonight
behind your bright lies and all the harsh words
i am still able to see the sun glow
oh, life has ways to persuade us
to see sunshine behind our failures
to find the actual use in what hurts us, breaks us
so you see, behind this storm i can see sunshine gold that glows…
behind your insults
behind my faults
call me unstable but i am still able to see the sunshine here in your eyes
life has ways to persuade us
to see sunshine behind our failures
to find the actual use in what hurts us, breaks us
so you see, behind this storm i can see sunshine gold that glows…
it glows behind some people
behind us, love

impossible

we watched the sun rise from mexico
on the way to class on his bicycle
singing loud to the radio
one day his bike broke
it fell apart
he built a rocket with the rusty parts
then said, come son
this you won’t learn in school
so off we flew
until our blue sky became a small spark in the dark
he said, nothing is impossible, you know
nothing is unreachable, you know
nothing is as real as the world you build with your hands
the wheel of time turned
it took it’s course
i grew tall and he grew old
his bicycle suddenly so small
off i drove until my home town became a small dot on the map
nothing is impossible
nothing is unreachable, you know
nothing is as real as the world you build with your hands
what matters is the light in you
nothing is impossible
nothing is unreachable, you know
nothing is as real as the world you build with your hands

beautiful

i’d rather be a bit of something
than a lot of nothing at all
a lost case than never being found
a liar to the world than lying to myself and never know
i’d rather have one word that i can die for
than one hundred thousand but none my own
be seen with nothing on
than being judged by what i have on
i’d rather be a freak than wasted on a shelf
i rather be a small part of something bigger than myself
i’d rather be a failure than never having tried for fear of failing
unaware of where i’m going than where i came from
a victim of freedom
i’d rather be extraordinary inside a common shell
i’d rather be a small part of something bigger than myself
like iron to a magnet i’m attracted to surprise
what’s frightening, unpredictable is beautiful
i’d rather be a failure than never having tried
i’d rather be a small part of something bigger than myself
and you, you’ re so beautiful
so much to unfold
i’d rather be a small part of something bigger than this world
something good
something beautiful

a minute

well now, a minute on my own is more like a minute without hope
it’s the minute when i rush to the front door
to watch how passers-by all carry on with their lives
and i don’t
now a minute of my time is more like a minute in a fight
only it’s the minute that i spend here by the phone thinking
i don’t understand why i believe in this
and you say ‘turn you mind off, you’re gonna make a mess with yourself’
and i say ‘nothing to lose’
and you say ‘everything’s gonna come round your way’
and i say ‘hmmmm…’
now in a minute like today’s i wish i knew my name
i wish i knew the way to the surface
i wish i had the strength to let it all drop
but i don’t
instead i make the hole deeper than before
instead i make a straight line go round and round
somebody save me from myself
and you say ‘turn you mind off, you’re gonna make a mess with yourself’
and i say ‘i love you too’
and you say ‘everything’s gonna come round your way’
and i say ‘nothing to lose’
i let my night’s go cause there’s nothing left to dream of
i let my hands fall cause there’s nothing left to hold on to
but i don’t care
and you say ‘turn you mind off, you’re gonna make a mess with yourself’
and i say ‘nothing to lose’
and you say ‘everything’s gonna come round your way’
and i say ‘i love you too’
and you say ‘you better take that weight off your boat’
and i say ‘no seas to cruise’
and you say ‘well, if luck doesn’t show up today
i’ll still be there’
and i say ‘i love you too’

winter tires

with the arrogance of an empire
and the force of winter tires
he approached her with no other desire
than to tell her:
‘you know? even your anger will expire
like snow caught under winter tires’
soon he saw confrontation wasn’t as needed as affection
all his power felt suddenly caught in electrical wires
like the truth trapped inside a liar
just as air inside winter tires
her gaze strangely distant
is she a victim searching vengeance?
or is she a sunbeam surrounded by winter?
or maybe her gaze is simply tired
of the incessant spinning of winter tires
with the heat from her fear and the salt in her tears
suddenly she changed
like dough into cake
like a quiet aching road with the rubbing of winter tires
his desire then woke up like fire
and he couldn’t help but devour her slowly
with the arrogance of an empire about to expire
like the tracks from his winter tires

nobody's ready

well, it feels like light’s a friend
it ushers us in
but it changes in a blink
and i’m not ready i think
guess i find it hard to see
i find it hard to steer
when a new phase takes the wheel
i’m never ready
nowhere near!
well, nobody’s ready life’s a sequence of odd changes
one minute it’s fine and next thing it’s an abstract painting
i can’t ally who i am now with who i was before
cause i’m changing
i’m so lost
and not as strong as i show off
well, nobody’s ready life’s a sequence of odd changes
one minute it’s fine and next thing it’s an abstract painting
all the keys, the streets, names, times are changing
where am i?
well, nobody’s ready life’s a sequence of odd changes
one minute it’s fine and next thing it’s an abstract painting
where am i now?

blue burning fire

oh! these sweet dreams we handfeed like a bird with a broken wing
they feed us deception, a subtle distortion of what’s to come
nothing denies there’s an ocean between hope and lies…
so we dream on
then slowly light begins to dawn
and slowly peace awakes to sound
and suddenly the day has come to its full size
some question answered
a face unveiled
two inches closer
our wishes our pain
it’s so hard to put out this blue burning fire.