s this a dream?
or a terrible nightmare?
This world holds,
Us to a despicable end,
What was i thinking?
My mind can't comprehend.

I wake again,
In a sweat full of turmoil,
Try to shut it out,
but it is futile.
I try to sleep,
But it is hopeless.

My minds too active.
Yes I can do this,
For hours on it goes like this,
I am still awake,
God only knows,
How badly I want to die right now.
sleep deprived,
I just don't know,
Why can some sleep so easy yeah?
I have no idea I'd like to know.

Even though I have come to terms,
with the fact my sleep is burned,
I just set the timer for another hour,
but will that buy me what I'm after?

Really this just needs to end.
I need to just comprehend,
I on why I am not really sleeping,
Only lucidly dreaming,

In the end am I really dead?
Or just lying in my bed?
At this point I do not know,
I wish you could tell me so that I know.

The Dream

Bad things,
They only happen to good people.

Bad things only happen to good people,
That’s what they say, and now I know it’s true.
You lived with kindness,
But time’s still stealing its days from you.

And I can’t stop the clock, but I won’t let it win,
Every breath we’ve got is where life begins.

You know I will never say goodbye,
You're living on in every heart, in every life.
Though the night feels heavy,
Love doesn’t fade, it only becomes everything.

You made me to face my fears,
Taught me grace in silence, throughout the years,
Now I hold your lessons like fire in my hands,
I’ll walk through the darkness, I’ll make my stand.

The body may fade, but the soul won’t fall,
Your spirit is endless, it outlives us all.

You’ll be stronger than goodbye,
Living on in every heart, in every life.
Though the night feels heavy,
Love doesn’t fade, it only becomes everything.

I’ll remember your voice in the sound of the rain,
I’ll see your smile in the break of the day.
No shadow can silence the truth we’ve known,
The love that you gave will always be home.

You’ll be stronger than goodbye,
Living on in every heart, in every life.
Though I’ll miss you dearly, I’ll still testify,
That love is eternal, it never will die.

Bad things only happen to good people…

But I am going to be good,
So that I can end up with you.

Bad things happen only to good people

I am coming home.

Coming home.

Late at night,
or early morning,
I feel the same,
I have a calling,

To follow my path,
But it is grim,
will it be god or him
That lets me in?

I just don't want to know.
I cannot find my feet,
The secrets of life are out there,
Out of my grasp, outta my reach.

I am going down,
but some how,
The ship beneath me,
Refuses to drown.

So just die.
The honorable thing to do,
Is just die.
Fall on your sword.

But I have friends,
That contest to this,
They just think,
This is madness,

They may be right,
I maybe wrong,
All I know is,
I am not strong.

My heart bleeds,
but I do not die,
I must give this,
another try.

Then friends stand up and say,
You are loved please dont go away,
you will be missed on this Earth,
I don't know why because I',m a jerk.

Maybe I am just over all of it now,
The lights do not shine
so brightly how,
is this possible in this day?
I ask as I quietly slip away.

Coming Home

I have looked on you from afar,
Shining like an ancient star,
You must be an old soul,
Because I found you,
Don't ask how I know this,
But it helped my eyes see you.

I know.
Oh yes I know,
Oh yes I do.

I see you as beautiful,
As rich as gold through and through,
So many other's think you are so plain,
But I cannot say the same.
They do not see your inner beauty,
No, not the real you.

I do,
I don't know why yet,
But I know I do.

Long flowing jet black hair,
Piercing eyes,
some might say a cold stare.
Going nowhere but deep into my soul.
That I know.

I never can forget you,
So glad I ever met you,
You made me happy this day,
Please don't ever go away.

I pray my Raven beauty will stay,
That she will never go away,
Yet I know she will in time,
As she exists only in my mind,
She will haunt me and taunt me through time,
I don't care though because she is mine.

I know,
Her beauty is so captivating
and so devastatingly grows,
I know, I can never let her go.

My Raven Beauty

How do I feel?

Tired.

Tired of life.

Existing seems to be,
an exercise in futility,
Why feel like this?
I do not know,

I can,
barely answer the question,
It needs to be,
quantified.

All I know is I hang by a thread,
If it was not for my mate,
I would probably be dead,

I appear to have no issues,
But in truth,
I am secretly screwed,
by people unknown to you.

If you lose me,
Do not be sad.
I had a good time here,
Just be be glad,

There were happy times,
When I was on my bike,
The world was mine,
I loved my life,

For that short time,
Then I got to work,
and realized,
I was just a jerk!

One getting taken advantage of,
By The Corporation.

Yeah...
Fuck that.

Fun has left my life lately.
Now It's just bleak existence.
I am not up for,
Twenty more years of this instance.

At this point life,
just conscript me,
put me on the front lines,
I will die willingly.

Why?
We all ask why?
That great question why?

you know there is no answer!

I am tired boss

Born into a world of lies
Imprisoned by our corporate lives
Live to work
Work to die
Born to serve the parasites.

Work and pay, and work and die.
All for their bottom line.
Toil and work and pay and die,
All for their bottom line!

Bled and drained to fuel the machine,
With greed as far as the eye can see.
Lost our homes and lost our lives,
To the vultures. To the parasites.

Work and pay, and work and die.
All for their bottom line.
Toil and work and pay and die.
All for their bottom line!

They have trained us from the start
To be dumb not smart
They want a system of slaves,
Too stupid to know their cage.

Fed and trained by the machine,
With greed as far as the eye can see,
Lost our homes and lost our lives,
To the vultures,
To the parasites.

"This is not a test.
This is the emergency broadcast system
Announcing the commencement of the annual corporate sanctioned cleanse.
By the law of our great nation.
You have been granted permission to purge.
Please make way for the most important day of the year.
The beginning of the end."

This is not a test

Deep in the gum trees, under the moon,
Lurk the shadows of a certain doom.
They’re fuzzy, they’re cuddly — or so it seems,
But the Drop Bears hunt in your darkest dreams.

Killer Koalas with a blood-red stare,
If you don’t believe me, best beware.
They’ll fall from the branches, right on you,
They are the War Marsupials of Doom.

The marsupials of doom,
Hiding in the eucalyptus gloom.
You will disappear without a trace
When the marsupials land on your face.

By the water’s edge, where the shadows slide,
Salties grin with their jaws held wide.
And if the spiders don’t get you, the snakes might try,
It’s an Aussie buffet and you’re the meat pie.

But nothing’s as deadly as the cuddly disguise,
Soft little killers with murder in their eyes.
Laugh if you want, you’ll be gone by noon,
Blamed on the War Marsupials of Doom.

Oh, the marsupials of doom,
They’ll smile at you before they consume.
You're invisible only with Vegemite’s perfume,
From the jaws of the marsupials of doom.

Blue-ringed octopus, a bite so small,
Western brown snake — nastiest of them all.
Redbacks in your boots, funnel webs too…
But none hold a candle to what Drop Bears do.

Oh, the marsupials of doom,
Australia’s lullaby, your final tune.
If you hear one drop, you’d better assume,
You're going to be eaten by the marsupials of doom.

So spread that Vegemite, don’t be a fool,
It’s the only law in the Aussie bush school.
Forget the sharks, forget the crocs —
Fear only the koalas that hunt in flocks.

Marsupials of Doom

We sail to the Western shores,
Boats all set for war,
We will plunder and maim,
then come back and do it again.

Threshing oars cut through the sea,
Our longboats overly mean,
We fight, we know no fear,
You better run if we come near.

Viking warriors on the prowl,
hear the war drums howl,
We do not come in peace,
We come to make you grieve.

We sail to the Western shores,
Boats all set for war,
We will plunder and maim,
then come back and do it again.

Threshing oars cut through the sea,
Our longboats overly mean,
We fight, we know no fear,
You better run if we come near.

Viking warriors we will remain,
war and plunder is our game,
We do not come in peace,
We come to make you grieve.

Vikings

What do I do?
I am tired.
My direction is changing,
But I feel expired.

I know life is in flux,
I don't trust it but,
I would like to see one light,
Just to give me hope...

HOPE.

Hope is merely a denial of reality.

If you cling to hope,
then you have nothing.
Action is the only way out.
Back yourself, have no doubt.

I could ask 1000 people,
"What do I do?"
I will get 1000 different answers.
I need to do this myself.

Find my own path.

You would think that by my age,
you would have things sorted,
not be in a cage,
Yeah not all of us are there.

I am still hating,
Still raging,
quietly contemplating,
Why I am here.

So when they tell you,
you have to do something,
Don do it just freeze.
You are free, do not follow them.

I am thankful for my friends,
Without them,
I would already met my end.
But you guys are awesome.

Stick with me,
and I might be on this silly planet a moment longer.

Hope

I am so broken.
I have lost connection to you.
Whats the use of heaven,
If I cannot share it with you?

We were so young at the start,
I feel like we have grown so far apart,
but isn't that what talking is for?
please remind me once more...

I always asked for your time,
and though you said you were mine,
you never delivered this through,
and now I feel this is on you.

Time.
We all think we have enough of it.
Time.
But we cannot get enough of it.

Walking our dog through the park,
without you here it is just so dark,
I keep wondering why it's this way?
What did I do or say?

Why did you have to go?
Life is just so empty now.
Will another Princess I find?
Why can't you just be mine?

Be mine again?
Come back and try again.
I still love you so,
nothing will change that sorrow.

We drifted so far apart,
both our faults in part,
but I still love you dearly,
Damn I cannot think clearly.

Time.
We all think we have enough of it.
Time.
But we cannot get enough of it.

Time.
Do we all do enough with it.
Time.
Most of us end up losing ourselves to it.

If I could look back to our younger days,
give some wisdom that goes both ways,
I would ask you to speak your heart more,
and I would understand, not go to war.

Love is to precious to be lost,
once it's gone we count the cost,
not only in heartache and time,
But in the fact I still want you to be mine.

"We are not dead yet."

"There is still time."

Where did we go wrong

I am just an older guy making music because it pleases me to do so.

Marsupials of Doom

OldManMusicMaker