Climbing Our Way To Cloud Nine

Another Weekend Gone

Heat Defeat longer version by Shadowfax6

a growing indifference

___________________________


roses and thorns will not release me
I try to get along, 'doesn't come easy
it isn't the money or the phony power play
y' just don't want me in the most familiar way

I've seen your eyes
with a new distance
that won't be denied
a growing indiff'rence
oh, yes, oh my
poor me, and mine

no burning rubber, 'barely rollin' slow
talk your lover, go tell him, let him know

that I've seen your eyes
stranger than fiction
that won't be defined
a growing indiff'rence
I guess, love resigned
poor me, and mine
 
now from a distance
a growing indiff'rence

change clothes and go
poor me, and mine

a growing indifference

Thanks to @Jambrains for the fantastic guitar work and as always to the fab Bruce on bass!

My heart is breaking as I look at your face
Expectations, soured in the race
For perfection that shouldn't be attainable yet
But that’s what you seek so read failure instead

And you are perfect in every way that's right
You’re strong and you’re driven, a big ball of fight
You’ll pick yourself up and show us your might
And these days will be small against all in your sights

Today loomed large in your life
The hope of achieving a little respite
From uncertainty, that gets to sit with you a little more
You'll remember these days as stepping stones

And you are perfect in every way that's right
You’re strong and you’re driven, a big ball of fight
You’ll pick yourself up and show us your might
And these days will be small against all in your sights

I can’t banish the demons by holding you tight
But I’ll be the light in the dark of your night
It's the hardest part of letting go
Knowing that I can't control
The things that make you cry, but I'll still try

And you are perfect in every way that's right
You’re strong and you’re driven, a big ball of fight
You’ll pick yourself up and show us your might
And these days will be small against all in your sights

Stepping Stones

CHASING DOWN THE PIECES                                                                          

Seven days out from the end of the year
Here we are face to face again
Same old vices, same old reasons
Dangerous times and changing seasons

Just in time for the resolutions
Raise one last glass to this years broken dreams
New horizons, bold solutions
Sacrifice of what it means 

Chasing down the pieces . . . that were scattered to the winds
Preventing all this consequence . . . before it all begins
Chasing down the pieces . . . Trying to get smarter this time around

Promises from last year are lying on the floor
Swept away like illusions of actions that would never open a door
Same old habits, same old excuses
Wrapped around our necks like nooses
Inside a voice is calling . . . maybe this time , maybe this time . . .

Chasing down the pieces . . . that were scattered to the winds
Preventing all this consequence . . . before it all begins
Chasing down the pieces . . . Trying to get smarter this time around

-BRIDGE- 

Lessons of the past . . . Chasing down the pieces
Lessons of the past . . . Chasing down the pieces

To hell with the resolutions . . .
Gather what works . . . leave the fails behind
Hope is always calling, and left a message . . . maybe this time . . .
  
Chasing down the pieces . . . that were scattered to the winds
Preventing all this consequence . . . before it all begins
Chasing down the pieces . . . of what remains to be saved
Lamenting missed opportunities  . . . like fate has misbehaved
Chasing down the pieces . . . Trying to get smarter this time around

CHASING DOWN THE PIECES

The Wilnot brothers will not go home
They always stick around
When the watering hole is closed
Tell them once
Tell them twice
Tell them thrice
(But that won't suffice)
The Wilnot brothers will not go home

The Wilnot brothers will not comply
You think they'd take the hint
When you give the place a wipe
Tell them once
Tell them twice
Tell them nice
(But that won't suffice)
The Wilnot brothers will not go home

[solo]

Tell them once
Tell them twice
Tell them nice
That won't suffice!
The Wilnot brothers will not go home

Yeah, they like to raise a stink 
And they like to hang around
They're bigger than you think
And they're never going down..
down..
down..

Tell them once
Tell them twice
Tell them thrice
That won't suffice!

Tell them once
Tell them twice
Treat them nice
But Jesus Christ!

The Wilnot brothers will not go
The Wilnot brothers will not go
The Wilnot brothers will not go
The Wilnot brothers will not go home!

The Wilnot Brothers

She was a wonderful girl
The pinnacle of my world
We were enjoying a day at the fair
He chose a moment when I wasn't there

He told her I was no good
He dragged my name through the mire
Just when I thought she was falling for me
That's when she fell for his lies

I saw them get on a ride
The sight of her by his side
Had to believe that she never could know
What it did to my pride

Pretty soon they had gone
They left me standing alone
Just when I thought she was falling for me
That's when she fell for his con

Now a lie is young and polished
We make believe that is true
The truth is old and honest
But it's really hard to prove

Just when I thought she was falling for me
That's when she fell for his lies

I hoped and I prayed she was falling for me
Instead she fell for his lies

His Lies

5 Foot 4 (Version 1)

Gebaseerd op Drieks' pracht poem I'm Alive

I'm Alive

Can I ask you to ask me
If I'm OK?
Is it weird if i don't listen to that question anyway?

Is it silly to live life with a raised chin
While my body is covered with more scar tissue than skin?

Here i stand again on a sky scraping roof
Life doesn't take me serious, it mimics my every move

These dark thoughts bring light to my soul\these bright spirits may help to break my fall

While life is given, death takes it back for a price i can't refuse
My time isn't worth living when there's no gain or height to loseReflecting on this person in front of me
makes me wonder if there's more beyond this glass to see
IIs it okay if I walk out early?
Pretending i'm fine has taken a deadly toll on me

Never felt so alive on the edge of living
Death is the final chapter of this unfinished book i live in

Copyright Drieks



The Wilnot Brothers

PaulCanuck

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