I remember when, we were all young;
Not a single care, it was all fun.
We would face it all, we could be anywhere,
Singing here and there, had no nightmares

Now we can barely see the ether in the sky,
You don't even recognize my face, Have I really changed that much?
Your eyes look so damn confused, what lead you here my friend?

Now the screams come late at night, don't let you sleep, you play the blame game...
You hold inside every pain, you judge the world, when will you wake up?...
(Wake up, come back, return to my heart, my heart, my friend I missed you so much)

"-I am not what you think I am, I am your reflection,
If we are a part of the whole, then who am I to judge you?;
Understanding two make one, our end is very clear,
Why must we fight all the time?, there's gotta be a better way "(a better way...)

Forgive free you heart, let go of control
Forgive free you heart and let go of control,

As we ran upon that road, 
Everything seemed so familiar,
Laughed about our past "miss-takes" 
And enjoyed as we were near;
(I) Held your hand and smiled at you, 
Felt your presence growing closer,
There was nothing left to chance
As our souls and mind got stronger.


Lyrics by Horacio Bayardo Cardoso. Recorded @Home using a Logitech webcam with a built in microphone. Excuse the mishaps and sound quality.
http://www.mccullagh.org/db9/1ds-4/sandstorm-sahara-desert.jpg Link to the image, I do not own it. Sharing is caring! Thank you internet :D.
Enjoy.

"Return" -Complete- [Midnight Version]

Every time that I look into your eyes,
All I see is smoke in flames,
Can you show me where it aches?
Aren't you tired of running on for miles?
Won't you stop the stupid game of holding on to your shame?

Dream catcher stand in the way and snatch my nightmares
Morpheous lend me a hand, to flea this creep-land

Are you mad cause they thought you were just a laugh?
Another joker to the list, dabble around in a poison mist,
Simmer down and empty out your glass,
As the hours point the way, you run out of things to say

Dream catcher out of my way, I'll fight my nightmares
Morpheous out of my head, I'll sing my ghosts to bed. 

Am I alive now?
Am I dead now?
Am I aroused now?
Should I quit now?

Sleep Walking

I am so numbed
From all the lashing-out
I can’t feel stillness
Stuck in the upside-downs

This mess is so surreal,
The damage looks so clear,
And no one can really tell
just what the fuck is going on.

The stories sell like bread,
the novels painted red,
Another house is bled,
and billion lies are fed

I am so numbed
From all the lashing-out
I can’t feel stillness
Stuck in the upside-downs
I am robbed blind,
From all the violence,
Voice shut in deaf tones,
Pointless tug-of-war

The game is rigged with fear,
As the players lift their spears,
But little do they know
The acting’s really all for show
The crisis then reveals
A cracked and shattered sphere,
The chanting of the steel
Was a shackle made to reel

I am so numbed
From all the lashing-out
I can’t feel stillness
Stuck in the upside-downs
I am robbed blind,
From all the violence,
Voice shut in deaf tones,
Pointless tug-of-war

I am so drunk, I think I like it now,
I’ll help those monsters, help them cage themselves
I am so drunk, I think I like it now,
I’ll help those monsters let them cage themselves…

Pointless & Violent

Thank you @Juanjo

Faith, what is faith?
Is it closing my eyes to what is true?
Oh faith, what is real?
Is it the bloodshed I see everyday? (evereywhere)

We cant deny but look the other
Hoping the problems will simply go away.

Faith, what isn´t faith?
Isnt it walking over cold and silenced
What faith, tell me where is faith?
Is it locked inside a building where we pray_

We kill ourselves blame it on the guns
Then watch our children left to die alone
Tell me what is wrong with you?

How much can we take I ask myself
How much will it take to destroy our world?

Why not face our evils in the eye,
and emabrace them all with love?

Why not take off the mask to choose to wear,
and accept that its our fault?

Faith

Surf the belt of Saturn with me and listen to the stones create wonderful sounds as they all collide against one another.

Resignation

I look at the sky for answers,
then stare at the ground for hours.
I contemplate all those gestures,
to find only voids and loopholes.
Perhaps all these ramblings matter
a mouthful of marveled blunders...
just a mouthful of marveled blunders

Eyes, pierce through the night,
pierce through light, 
pierce through the countless charades.
Eyes, pierce through the night,
pierce through light, 
pierce through the countless charades.

Distractions are all around me,
I never get bored or tired,
I carry my pride in totems,
and through away righteous poems.
If you slip me a thousand colors,
I paint just black/white canvases,
just black/white canvases 
(black-white)

Eyes, pierce through the night,
pierce through light, 
pierce through the countless charades.
Eyes, pierce through the light,
pierce through the night, 
pierce through these countless charades

Entertained

Metaphor, I can't understand
In my mind causing a typhoon.
You come to me bearing many gifts
And mutate everything I am

Frozen and paralyzed, confusion is what I breathe
But I can’t deny that I recognize, underneath the pain.

Parabolas, infinite surprise.
Speak to me words I can define

Now open and synchronized, willingly I stand
And celebrate eternally your wonderful uprise


Metaphor

Sacred wisdom fell down from the sky, 
tonight we´ll see how life refracts again.
Ancient whispers, floating in the air, 
prepare to witness the rebirth of a Star...
A star... 
Are we all just stars? 
We are stars

Pulsing drifters, hiding in the mist,
who care and share the truth inside.
Dreaming shifters, spinning all around,
who chant and sing the lullaby of love...
of love...
Are we all just love?
We are love...

In the end, we all  turn to dust,
Reminding us who we are...
Then awaits the burning round
Connecting us with the all.
With the all....

Spirits - Acoustic Retake

Keys in car day nov 24th

Alien to nothing, normal in every way. Selfish and nothing at the border. Will it stick?
From the gnarly town of Tijuana, being blown away like candles from the wind of varying voices of Hollywood franchising and stark comedy audio films, the mesh of clay drifting into your head drums is the product of neatly packed home dressing with occasional fancy branded side dishes. Your desires come to life here and they will spread like laughter attacks in times of cringing silence. Want to HEAR me live? Go to town.

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