Lyrics:

I hoped to find a little more complex thinking
But every time I stepped out I kept sinking
It doesn't matter how hard you try to get through
Ears will remained sealed without a clue

I guess listening has become a burden
Unspoken words mean more than spoke
 I guess they've had  way too much,  lost its touch,
the sharp point meets
 You let go of the only hand that helped you across the street

The way we should be trying to fit in
Is not fitting in at all
But none of it matters
If there is this book, this trend
There's no need to look at what happens in the end

Was it too much?
Is it just way too much?


Modernized creativity recording

a bit rough but here are the lyrics


I didnt just step off the clouds
I can hear aloud
And I'm not some machine
Without feelings
Although some mornings I wake up
Wishing I ran on gasoline

See my dreams aren't an escape
Into another world
They're just the truths
Behind reality
See I get tired of being awake
But I just don't want to sleep

 Can you tell me the difference between these words
And what's meant behind them
Think I can't see it but I can
And every time I walk around a corner
My head spins
Off into another mind set
Thoughts emerging that I fret
there is no step back

Where is the catch
It's in my hand
Plain in sight
I didn't just step off the clouds
But I might try
I might



Did you just step off a cloud

This world has forgotten space and time
They've lost everything they tried to find
And I knew with the last lapse ofthe clock, I couldn't be free
Even with all the effort put forth, none was tall enough for the bar here
See the cries, for relief, were nothing but lost echoes, forgotten in the words we speak

After all I, guess I didn't survive
Time has gone on for too long
For me to be revived
And what if the. Grass isn't greener on the other side
What if it ends before we eve got to start again

Since when did carelessness become success?
Since when did we have to fake it to make it unless
Duplication sets in, where have, where have, you been?
Losing has forever become apart of me, and what they want, is simply what I cannot be

I politely asked for the waves of these oceans to erase my thoughts away
The ever growing pain just brought decay to any ounce of hope that stayed
Ignorance has become your only crutch, to make it out, make it out alive
But if I can't strive, without knowing, I'd rather take a rest and die


what if the grass isnt greener on the other side?

What if this darkness eats us alive
What if it locks us beneath this pit of fire
These words will never be the same
I tried to figure it out, but I failed, I fell

Am I forgotten?
Am I forgotten?
Was I forgotten?
Was I forgotten?
Was it lost, internally?
It was lost, as far as I could see

Withering, withering, oh, withering
Disappearing in a blink of an eye
I'll capture all of these things, I, can't describe



Forgotten

a song i wrote for a talent show. no lyrics


untitled

Can this be an act
Out of time
Instead of a duty
Oh I guess not
It's the way it works
Ive accepted the actions
Accepted the words
But once again I'm feelin nothing in return
I'm done trying to explain

You've got to remember they remember your face not mine
I'm just a spec of dust blown away in time
I will always be the one left behind
There is no way i can alter your mind
This is not right
This is not right
Maybe this is only plain in my sight

I know something's changed
I know you don't think of me the same
What I do
Just seems to never measure up to you
Didn't try to prove my point right
Just tried to give the truth
But you took off in flight

So caught up in
Hides what you could've been
Nothing changed to me
I've accepted to see
Accepted to know,
To believe

I was dead wrong to think
I could be heard out completely
I am who I am
Not thought to be



Turning time

experiment with this ipod app, some harmonica, 2 guitar parts, and ukulele.

liz bell