Stink Floyd (part 9)

Lost Memories

Floating along in life.  No idea where life is leading us.  Just going with the flow.  Floating along with no destination and no expectations.  Ready for whatever life leads us to.

Floating

The Endless Cycle Of Death

In A Mood

as the end approaches
and i lie here in wait
as they watch with disappointment 
at the mess that i've made
i'm just another mistake
with all this hate i create
and if there is a god above me
there's a lot  on his plate

breathe
no im damned on this earth
breathe
to hurt and to hurt
and if there is a god above me that's been watching since birth
then give me one good reason, tell me what it's worth.
if there's just one good reason, tell me what it's worth

bed-ridden, tears dripping, locked in my room
downswing, aching flowers dont bloom
there's not much i can take if i take it at all
leave me alone now im crying in blue

i used to be a dancer yeah i used to swing
i used to comfort people yeah i used to sing
but now my voice is the devil
my music his horns
and my friends are dead
from this world we are torn

wont you take me away 
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im writing disease till the day im deceased 
begging you please wont you listen at least
love in decrease heeding the priest's decrees
with ease is the only way to feel peace

but nothing makes sense no more,
my eyes, heart and brain are sore.
love's a bitch love's a whore
cant take this anymore

oh lord take me in, 
wash away all my sins
and deliver me from evil
and let me begin

the end

it baffles me how someone could just plant a tree, and leave it be 
in reverie or in loneliness it makes no sense to me

if winter came with freezing weather, who's to blame for dying feathers but you?
you left it with no name

now summer's here and no one's near to play around in the atmosphere
why the hell's no one here?

I bought this seed cause I need a friend
I'll only ask for him to end this loneliness.

I broke the floor, dug a hole through the ceiling
so grow some more.
and I dont mean to be mean but please
can I call you "my own mess"?

cause my own mess is my business and don't you mess with "my own mess".
cause "my own mess" will grow some more and punch a hole through your front door.

sometimes, I have these moments...  [and I don't care if you don't believe me] where I fall in love with myself, and everything
and everyone else disappears [where are you?] and there's nothing 
to think about or care about [where are you?] just me and the beauty of it all and sometimes that's the only thing keeping 
me going [but I need you.]

I'll never figure it out.

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