allthattheyare
Babyface
sometimes, a whisper turns to a scream
sometimes, he'll wonder what it all means
sometimes, he'll stop to question why
sometimes, he'll just let the day go by
in his heart he knows nothing
he sits on a stool
he wonders about the next day
then he sleeps like a fool
maybe the rhyme , has..left 'he'
i see an old man cross ahead of 'he'
i see a baby cry as she turns to 3
i see the tears fall from her mother's face
while her jealous brother hides inside his, disgrace
where is the world that he rememberd
when he laughed on her knee?
the distance from his memory
fades at 33
diggin in his pocket
he'll clutch a dollar bill
like a priceless locket
next to a dimestore will:
is it his desire that's hungry?
or is it his desire to feel?
is it a midlife crisis,
when his heart stands still?
"i'm stuck with an image
i
can't
erase ...at all .
" HE" beckons....me to remember...............
....... but i don't know HIM enough ......to call. "
SOME......DAY
THE WORLD
WILL REMEMBER ....
SOME......... WAY,..
......or version
of me
until this LEGACY, .............drifting..........
... dis-solves
AT
SEA.
will HE remember?
WILL he REMEMBER ME?
WHEN THE FLOOD GATES OPEN
WHEN THE RAIN COMES DOWN?
WILL HE RECOGNIZE HIS BOY?
WHEN I RUN TO HUG HIM
BUT TRIP ON THE GROUND
METAPHORS LOCK IN
AS IT WOULD SEEM
THAT A BEE STING HURTS LESS
THEN A BABY'S SCREAM.
WILL HE RECOGNIZE HIS BOY?
WHEN I RUN TO HUG HIM,
AND I FALL TO THE GROUND
WILL HE REMEMBER ME?
WHEN I GET DIZZY,
AND THE WORLD SPINS ROUND
my finger feels the curve as her body slips
then i trip on my self and fall on her lips
nothing my father told me compares to this
when two babies holding hands
turns into a lovers' kiss.
nothing i feel
nothing i considered
nothing i had
was ever remembered
not enough sand to make me sleep
not enough hours to hold you deep
not enough flowers
on a new born grass
not enough insects
as i sit on my ass
not enough sunshine
not enough rain
not enough anger
when there's no one to blame
still hurting inside ( no motive for it)
still waiting (anticipating)
but still going (not knowing where you are?)
still going (measuring the distance)
but never knowing ( driving in my car)
maybe 2 means happy
when one is sad
a daughter grows up
and a father's glad
a son is forgiven
when he gets mad
a wife is a conscience
when others fail
a killer cries "jesus!"
when he's in jail.
a joker sticks tacks on his teacher's stool.
two girls laugh at an awkward fool.
1 is an odd number
18 is grand
when a guy learns how
to use
his
right
hand
old movies are classic
old rhymes are dumb
..until "jill" becomes a pervert
when she
sucks " tom's thumb"
life is a lesson
to not learn is a sin
is this race all worth
the trouble i'm in?
a bank forecloses houses
a politician glares
a neice will remember
how much her mother's sister cares.
sometimes a shelter is more than home
sometimes standing still means more
then how
far
i
roam
in some ways i feel hard
sitting in my room
getting high like a kite
on some cheap mushrooms
cannabis culture
cannabal laws
a polite gesture
will hide his claws
still waiting for the day
when a hurt hurts no more
when i'm running to nothing
...... but an open door
oh noooooo
oh loooooove
oh nooooooooooo
oh looooooooooove
oh noooooooooooooo
oh looooooooooooooooooove
when the running turns to nothing
and i'm worn to what i felt
my ice turns to water
when all my worries melt
in this moment
in this time
a piece of compassion
mends a broken rhyme
and i feel
and i feel
and i know
yes i know
no matter how
far
i've
gone
i've come
home.
sometimes, he'll wonder what it all means
sometimes, he'll stop to question why
sometimes, he'll just let the day go by
in his heart he knows nothing
he sits on a stool
he wonders about the next day
then he sleeps like a fool
maybe the rhyme , has..left 'he'
i see an old man cross ahead of 'he'
i see a baby cry as she turns to 3
i see the tears fall from her mother's face
while her jealous brother hides inside his, disgrace
where is the world that he rememberd
when he laughed on her knee?
the distance from his memory
fades at 33
diggin in his pocket
he'll clutch a dollar bill
like a priceless locket
next to a dimestore will:
is it his desire that's hungry?
or is it his desire to feel?
is it a midlife crisis,
when his heart stands still?
"i'm stuck with an image
i
can't
erase ...at all .
" HE" beckons....me to remember...............
....... but i don't know HIM enough ......to call. "
SOME......DAY
THE WORLD
WILL REMEMBER ....
SOME......... WAY,..
......or version
of me
until this LEGACY, .............drifting..........
... dis-solves
AT
SEA.
will HE remember?
WILL he REMEMBER ME?
WHEN THE FLOOD GATES OPEN
WHEN THE RAIN COMES DOWN?
WILL HE RECOGNIZE HIS BOY?
WHEN I RUN TO HUG HIM
BUT TRIP ON THE GROUND
METAPHORS LOCK IN
AS IT WOULD SEEM
THAT A BEE STING HURTS LESS
THEN A BABY'S SCREAM.
WILL HE RECOGNIZE HIS BOY?
WHEN I RUN TO HUG HIM,
AND I FALL TO THE GROUND
WILL HE REMEMBER ME?
WHEN I GET DIZZY,
AND THE WORLD SPINS ROUND
my finger feels the curve as her body slips
then i trip on my self and fall on her lips
nothing my father told me compares to this
when two babies holding hands
turns into a lovers' kiss.
nothing i feel
nothing i considered
nothing i had
was ever remembered
not enough sand to make me sleep
not enough hours to hold you deep
not enough flowers
on a new born grass
not enough insects
as i sit on my ass
not enough sunshine
not enough rain
not enough anger
when there's no one to blame
still hurting inside ( no motive for it)
still waiting (anticipating)
but still going (not knowing where you are?)
still going (measuring the distance)
but never knowing ( driving in my car)
maybe 2 means happy
when one is sad
a daughter grows up
and a father's glad
a son is forgiven
when he gets mad
a wife is a conscience
when others fail
a killer cries "jesus!"
when he's in jail.
a joker sticks tacks on his teacher's stool.
two girls laugh at an awkward fool.
1 is an odd number
18 is grand
when a guy learns how
to use
his
right
hand
old movies are classic
old rhymes are dumb
..until "jill" becomes a pervert
when she
sucks " tom's thumb"
life is a lesson
to not learn is a sin
is this race all worth
the trouble i'm in?
a bank forecloses houses
a politician glares
a neice will remember
how much her mother's sister cares.
sometimes a shelter is more than home
sometimes standing still means more
then how
far
i
roam
in some ways i feel hard
sitting in my room
getting high like a kite
on some cheap mushrooms
cannabis culture
cannabal laws
a polite gesture
will hide his claws
still waiting for the day
when a hurt hurts no more
when i'm running to nothing
...... but an open door
oh noooooo
oh loooooove
oh nooooooooooo
oh looooooooooove
oh noooooooooooooo
oh looooooooooooooooooove
when the running turns to nothing
and i'm worn to what i felt
my ice turns to water
when all my worries melt
in this moment
in this time
a piece of compassion
mends a broken rhyme
and i feel
and i feel
and i know
yes i know
no matter how
far
i've
gone
i've come
home.
