Saturday, April 28, 2012

A Dream Song

I am feeling all alone,
And I wish you were here with me,
'Cause you make me happy.
And I can't say anything,
Until you set me free,
'Cause I am broken.
And everyone is watching,
Expecting something great,
But all I can do,
Is play my piano too loud,
And try my best to make you proud.
And it never really worked that way,
But who am I to say,
If that's what you want,
Is to be dissapointed,
You couldn't have picked someone better.
And I guess all I can say,
At the end of the day,
Is we deliver...
We deliver...
'Cause I deliver broken feelings all the time.

Friday, April 27, 2012

In A Mason Jar

In the heat of the Summer,
When I was young,
Mama used to can peaches,
And out ev'ryone,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar;
Country Folks know,
Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.
We were sitting on the porch,
Drinking root beer,
When to my surprise I found,
And engagement ring,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar;
Country folks know,
Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.
I walked down the aisle next year,
In a white dress,
Holding a big pink boquet,
Fresh from the garden,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar;
Country folks know,
Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.
An old lady staring up,
At an old shelf,
Covered with happy mem'ries,
All covered with dust,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar;
Country folks know,
Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.

In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar,
Country folks know,
Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.

In a Mason Jar,
In a Mason Jar,
Country folks know,
Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.

Anything can go,
In a Mason Jar.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

There's Always Tomorrow

I don't know what to do,
I'm so in love with you,
But you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders,
When will this be over?
Laying in the heat of the late spring sun,
Scared of the summer when you said you'd run,
'Cause you know you could never leave,
But you'd hate to stay.
Holding my hand 'cause you're coming undone at the seams,
And all of the flowers just remind you of lost dreams,
And you talk about jumping into the river;
You forget to think of better days; of whether I'll miss you if you leave.
REFRAIN
Hey, there,
Dear, oh dear,
There's always tomorrow,
There's always a second chance,
If you just wait a little longer.
Hey, there,
Dear, oh dear,
We've got ourselves a romance,
If you don't throw it away.

< Sorry guys, that's all for this song- there's more, but it's lame. :( >

You Were You

Day after day as the sun is rising,
I am waiting, pacing, crying,
Somehow you never seem to be there;
You never seem to hear or care.
Oh... and it falls like rain.
Oh... but it never washes away the pain.
Oh... and you could have been anyone,
And maybe I wouldn't care,
But you were you...
You were you...
And I'll never stop missing you.

Night after night as the sun is falling,
I am waiting, pacing, calling.
Somehow you never seem to come;
Somehow it doesn't feel like home.
Oh... and it falls like rain.
Oh... but it never washes away the pain.
Oh... and you could have been anyone,
And maybe I wouldn't care,
But you were you...
You were you...
And I'll never stop missing you.

Day after day as the world is waking,
I'm at work, my patience faking,
Somehow you're never a customer,
Somehow I never see you here.
Oh... and it falls like rain.
Oh... but it never washes away the pain.
Oh... and you could have been anyone,
And maybe I wouldn't care,
But you were you...
You were you...
And I'll never stop missing you.

Night after night as the world is sleeping,
I'm awake, restless watch keeping,
Somehow you never seem to arrive;
But somehow hope will always thrive.
 Oh... and it falls like rain.
Oh... but it never washes away the pain.
Oh... and you could have been anyone,
And maybe I wouldn't care,
But you were you...
You were you...
And I'll never stop missing you.

Just Give Me One More Moment

I don't want this to end,
I don't want this to end,
I'm not ready to move on,
Just give me one more moment,
To write this song.
'Cause I'm not ready to admit,
I'm not ready to admit,
That I'm all alone,
Just give me one more moment,
Before we go home.

The Improved Birthday Song

Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me,
My mom did not abort me,
So Happy Birthday to me,
And may we sing it to many more.

God's blessings to me,
God's blessings to me,
Jesus' blood has set me free,
So God's blessings to me,
And may we sing it to many more.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Knowing Now It's Not Okay

< Okay, o0kay, maybe this is ridiculously self centered to say, but I love this song!!! lol :)  Of cours,e you probably think it's too depressing, Alena. Sorry! It's still awesome!!! :)>

Darkness lying,
On people dying,
All the streets are filled with blood.
While I'm sleeping,
You'll be creeping;
Knowing now won't do much good.
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay.

 Sun is rising,
On people crying,
In the streets covered with blood.
While I;m rising,
You're disguised, and,
Knowing now won't do much good.
 It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay.

In the sunlight,
People just might,
Find their way through streets of blood.
While I'm leaving,
You'll be seizing;
But knowing now won't do much good.
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay.

Sun is setting,
On people eating,
Near the streets now cleared of blood.
While I'm eating,
We'll be meeting;
Knowing now won't do much good.
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay.

Darkness lying,
On people dying,
All the streets are filled with blood.
While I'm dying,
You'll be flying;
Knowing now is not much good.
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
It's not okay...
But knowing now won't do much good.
 

The Southern Drawl

Her mom and dad made her plans,
To marry a very rich young man,
But when he came a-courting,
The only one she saw,
Was the cousin he brought with him,
With the Southern Drawl.

Her mom and dad, they pleaded,
To think about how much she needed,
The money that the young man brought,
But the only one she heard,
Was the one with the cowboy boots,
And the Southern Drawl.

So mom and dad made her cake,
And bought her a lovely wedding gown,
And daddy took her down the aisle,
Holding pink flowers,
Giving her to the young cowboy,
With a Southern Drawl.

There's three more kids in this world,
To bring us warmth amidst all this cold,
They play together every day,
And brother saves the day,
When the bullies come out to play;
He warns 'em with his Southern Drawl.

Well, mom and dad, they meant well,
But they never thought they would see,
A person who could be so rich,
Without the money.
But theses precious babes proved them wrong,
Even though they had Southern Drawls.

Here's to love and victory,
And here's to you, oh, and here's to me,
And here's to all the grand babies,
To the yes and maybes,
Here's to the things you want to do,
And Southern Drawl, well, here's to you.

A White Silk Gown

< Alright Alena, I'm trying to post something less depressing, just for you! Tell me when you're satisfied. :) >

Daddy scoops her up ti take her to bed,
Planting a kiss upon her forehead,
But once he's left her in bed for the night,
She pops up and flicks on the light.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's playing princess in a white silk gown.

Her parents are sleeping across the hall,
They don't know Prince Charming's come to call,
He's throwing rocks at their daughter's window;
Time has past, and they want to go.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's dancing with him in a white silk gown.

Not five anymore, and more than fifteen,
They're dressing her up just like a queen,
They're putting a bouquet in her hands,
She's so nervouse they help her stand.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's down the aisle in a white silk gown.

She's rocking a baby in her thin arms,
She can't believe he's so sweet and warm,
And so she sends up a most thankful prayer,
Clad that she could even be there.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's rocking baby in a white silk gown.

So much time later she's waving goodbye;
He's driving to college the first time,
It's been a short time since his daddy dies;
She promised that she wouldn't cry.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's waving goodbye in a white silk gown.

A cold body lies upon her warm bed,
And someone comes to remove the dead,
He can't help but smile for the smile she wears;
A life lived untroubled by cares.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's buried wearing her old white silk gown.

Roses are growing in front of a tomb,
Filling the air with their sweet perfume,
Growing on top of a sweet old lady,
Planted by her grown-up baby.
As the sun's setting on a little French town,
She's visited by grandkids in silk gowns.

For love that is real, in death and in life,
For love that lives on, even in strife,
For those who spend life making others smile,
Knowing they've only a little while.
As the sun's setting on your own little towns,
May you be remembered like the girl in the gown. 

 

Friday, April 20, 2012

Sweet Cherianne

Swweet Cheri,
Sweet, sweet Cheri,
Stay right here with me.
Sweet, oh sweet Cheri.
Sweet Cheri.
So sweet Cheri,
So sweet Cheri,
Hold my hand and we shall see,
You're sweet, sweet Cheri.
Sweet Cheri,
Sweet, sweet Cheri,
You wouldn't hurt a flea,
Sweet, oh sweet Cheri.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

You Don't Believe Me

< Believe it or not, I got the idea for this from a cell phone ad on the radio. The guy in the ad was supposedly named Collin. I didn't even realize what I was doing until the ad came on again while I was writing; as far as I was concerned, Collin never existed. Strange how you can do such things subconsciously. >

You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you,
Collin?
You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you?
And I was just calling to tell you,
I won't be coming home.

You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you,
Collin?
You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you?
And I was just calling to tell you,
Goodbye.

You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you,
Collin?
You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you?
You called me a liar on the phone,
'Cause I'm not coming home.

You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you,
Collin?
You don't believe me,
You don't believe me,
Do you?
So I will die alone,
Collin goodbye.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Compare


Dreams;
Birds with white wings.
You catch them or they fly away.
Nightmares;
Black birds with claws.
They will catch you if you stay.

Friends;
Flowers in a meadow.
You pick them or you leave them be.
Enemies;
Poison Ivy crawling up the wall.
Their poison spreads further than eyes can see.

Joy;
A ball that keeps bouncing back.
Catch it and it will stay.
Anger;
A rock that lands on your head.
It will crush you if you stand in the way.

Life;
A light shining all around.
Stay close to it and it will lead the way.
Suicide;
A dark road leading away from your path.
Fall asleep and you'll never awake.

Hope;
A rope leading out of the labyrinth.
Stick close to it and you may get out again.
Despare;
Scissors severing your hope.
Use them and you shall not win.

Choice;
The diamond you picked out from the rocks.
Keep it in your pocket and remember who you are.
Indifference;
A noose around your neck.
Pull it tight and you won't get very far.

Sugar

< I'll admit, in the last stanza I thought about writing 'kisses' instead of 'sugar', but I thought some people, including myself, might object to that. >

Sugar in the morning,
Sugar at night,
My baby feeds me sugar,
To quench my appetite.

A bag full of corn,
A bag full of rhye,
A bag full of sugar,
Tuppence per a buy.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

My Old Man

Well, one day I'll wake up feeling stronger that I ever did,
And the nest I'll wake up wondering how I could have left.
I know you hurt me really bad back there,
But you told me I could find a way,
And you held me tight every night and day,
So I don't really care.
All I know is I,
Want to be at peace again,
With my old man.

Well, I know you made me fall,
But you pulled me to my feet again,
And you made me feel small,
But you'd knock down anyone who did the same.
Well, I know you pointed out my faults,
But half the time you were just saying you loved them.
And all I know is I,
Want to go home,
And make peace with my old man.

Well, when I left you acted like you didn't care,
But so far you haven't found yourself another.
I told you you could sell all the memories,
And you said it would be easy to give away everything that had to do with me,
But they say you still have pictures of me on your wall,
So I guess you loved me after all.
But all I know is I,
Want to be at peace again,
With my old man.
Yeah, my old man,
'Cause you're my old man,
My old man.

Your Child

Brown hair,
Green eyes,
The spittin' image of you.
And you, oh you, conceived me,
And you, oh you, taught me.
People don't understand,
They think that I'm too wild,
But I'm still your child.

Confessed,
Depressed,
The same things that you went through.
And you, oh you, found me,
And you, oh you, forgave me,
Even though I sin again, again, again,
I guess I'm just that wild,
But I'm still your child.

Refused,
Confused,
A failure just like you,
And you, oh you, give hope to me,
And you, oh you, inspire me.
Even when I feel lost out in the wild,
I know I'm still your child.

Crying,
Denying,
As you say that you're dying.
And I, oh I, don't believe you,
'Cause I, oh I, still need you,
And I, thought I'd run away,
But I'm not that wild,
And I'm still your child.

Blood-red flowers,
Long, anxious hours,
I stand up as the new head,
And I, oh I, will miss you,
And I, oh I, don't know what to do,
'Cause I may be wild,
But I will always be,
Your docile baby child.


Monday, April 9, 2012

Battle of the Bands Lock-Down

< Yeah, I know, this isn't really what the battle of the bands is. Too bad. This was fun to write. >

We're holding out 'til ten,
They're trying to take me back,
To somewhere I never should have been.
We're busy talking,
About things we never said,
And the ones we left for dead,
In the streets.
And you're not the one to blame,
'Cause you're the one hurting now,
And every time I call your name,
I worry that I'm losing you somehow.

The clock is striking nine;
We're not ready to go.
The mad men here are mine,
Let htem have me,
Then they'll leave you alone;
I know I don't have to be here,
For you to remember.
And you're not the one to blame,
'Cause you're the one hurting now,
And every time I call your name,
I worry that I'm losing you somehow.

Stay with me, guys,
We'll get you help soon,
And under the srimson skies,
I'm sure that we can't lose,
So long as you remember who you are,
'Cause to me you'll always be the star,
Of the show.
And you're not the one to blame,
'Cause you're the one hurting now,
And every time I call your name,
I worry that I'm losing you somehow.


The crowd that was just cheering,
Has barred our way out,
If they ever really loved us,
I'm starting to doubt,
That they do now.
The only way around them,
Is to shoot them down.
And you're not the one to blame,
'Cause you're the one hurting now,
And every time I call your name,
I worry that I'm losing you somehow.

When people get this serious,
Being in a band is a dangerous job,
But if we can keep playing through this,
I know we will survive this mob.
I only wished I told them,
That I loved them one more time,
'Cause I'm not as sure as I sound.
And you're not the one to blame,
'Cause you're the one hurting now,
And every time I call your name,
I worry that I'm losing you somehow.
 No, you're not the one to blame,
'Cause you're the one hurting now,
And everytime I call your name,
I worry that I'm losing you somehow.
No you're not the one to blame,
And I jsut can't lose you right now.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

I Still Feel: This Is Real

< This is NOT real; as in, a true story. >

I wish you'd take me down,
I wish you'd blot me out,
I wish you'd break me,
But you just make me,
Something real:
I still feel.
I wish you'd chained your door,
But now I'm hurting more,
I wish you'd sent me away,
'Cause this is not okay.
I wish you break me,
Instead of make me,
Something real:
I still feel.

I didn't expect that,
This wasjust an act,
I wish you'd chained your door,
That you'd told me before.
I wish you'd told me before,
You don't love me anymore.
I said that I'm okay,
But I don't want to stay.
You don't break me,
You still make me feel:
This is real.

I wish you'd told me that,
I wish I could go back,
To when we were just friends,
Here's what I'd do then:
I would take you down,
I would blot you out,
I would break you,
'Cause I don't make you something real,
'Cause you don't feel.
I wouldn't go to my door,
I don't wnat to feel anymore.
I would send you away,
Then maybe I'd be okay.
I would break you,
'Cause I don't make you feel:
This is real.

Did you feel what you wanted to,
Or did I jsut break you?
Do you ever wish I'd take you down,
That I would blot you out,
That I'd break you?
Did I ever make you,
Something real?
Did you feel?
Do you wish I'd chained my door,
Are you hurting more?
Do you wish I'd break you?
And did I make you feel?
This is real.

I wish you'd told me that,
I wish I could go back,
Just to take you down,
So I could blot you out,
So I could break you,
I wouldn't make you,
Something real.
I would chain my door,
I won't love you anymore,
I'd send you away,
I'm gonna be okay,
I would break you,
'Cause you can't make me feel;
I'm tired of being reeled in,
It won't happen again,
I won't let you make me feel:
You'd better believe this is real,
'Cause this is real,
Yeah, this is real,
This is real.
 

That's What Freedom Means

< Despite what this may look like, it's not another song about a suicide. It's about determination...And that sort of stuff... Good stuff... You know, hard workers... >


Frowned on,
Looked down on,
Turned away.
She was young,
A reckless one,
Had to have her way.
When the world keeps crying no,
No,
When there's nowhere left to go,
Oh,
It's up to ones like these,
'Cause that's what freedom means.

Cookies,
Door to door,
Looking for,
Someone young,
A reckless one,
To help[ her get her way.
When the world keeps crying no,
No,
When there's nowhere left to go,
Oh,
It's up to ones like these,
'Cause that's what freedom means.

Rag doll,
Dusty hall,
Look away.
She felt old,
Tired and cold,
But still reckless and young,Still looking for a way.
When the world keeps crying no,
No,
When there's nowhere left to go,
Oh,
It's up to ones like these,
'Cause that's what freedom means.

Sharp knife,
A hard life,
A long day.
She died young,
The reckless one,
Who saw no other way.
When the world keeps crying no,
No,
When there's nowhere left to go,
Oh,
It's up to ones like these,
'Cause that's what freedom means.

Brother,
Still works hard,
Fights the tears,
For a sister young,
A reckless one,
Who thought she was in the way.
When the world keeps crying no,
No,
When there's nowhere left to go,
Oh,
It's up to ones like these,
'Cause that's what freedom means.


What Happened At Christmas

< I admit it- this song basically only exists because I read Calico Captive. BUT, the only similarity is that it has the word 'calico' in it. Oh, right, and I liked the random nouns idea in Incense and Peppermints. Or was it Peppermints and Incense? I can't remember. And there's that phrase. 'what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.'>

Calico,
Mistletoe,
Dosey-Doe,
red Jello,
Laughter,
Kisses,
Mister,
Missus.
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
Stays in my heart.

Nineteen,
Little Thing,
Drama Queen,
Crime Scene,
Crying,
Kisses,
Wrong place,
No misses.
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
Stays in my heart.

Rasberry tart,
Broken heart,
Funeral cart,
Guest Chart,
Regrets,
Kisses,
Old friends,
Relatives.
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
Stays in my heart.

Wild,
Mild,
Reconciled,
Baby child,
No mother,
Kisses,
Wishes,
And misses.
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
What happens at Christmas,
Stays in my heart.

Iris Spoof:HUNGER GAMES VERSION

< Come on, you knew this was coming. It's not great, but hey, I just had to do it, so let me know if you ahve any suggestions. Also, am I spelling Katniss correctly? Or does it have an e? :) >

Katniss:
And I'd give up forever to save you,
'Cause I know that you can make it somehow.
You're the only one from home that I'll ever se,
And I want you to win this right now.

Peeta:
And all I could taste was your sweet lips,
And all I could feel was your fright,
And sooner or later it's over,
I jsut don't was to lose you tonight.

Katniss:
And I don't want all Panem to see me,
'Cause I don't think taht they'd understand,
When everyone's born to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

Peeta:
And I can't fight the mutts that are coming,
Or the help that comes with Katniss' lies.
When everything's broadcast on tv,
Yeah, I bleed just to keep her alive.

Katniss:
And I don't want all Panem to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everyone's born to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

Both:
And I don't want all Panem to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everyone's born to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

Katniss:
I just want you to know who I am,
I just want you to know who I am,
I just want you to know who I am.


This Is Not A Fairy Tale

You've come to realize,
I see it in your eyes,
That I am not the girl,
You met once upon a time.
This is not a fairy tale,
Sometimes the good guys fail;
The people in thee mirror,
Are closer than they.
If it weren't for they're smiles,
It would all be an act.

If this were a fairy tale,
There'd be a happy end,
But not everyone can be happy,
When all their stories are connected.
This is not a fairy tale,
Sometimes the good guys fail;
The people in thee mirror,
Are closer than they.
If it weren't for they're smiles,
It would all be an act.

A young girl and a young boy,
Quarreling all the time,
But the things they both enjoy,
Sometimes slip and show the truth.
This is not a fairy tale,
Sometimes the good guys fail;
The people in thee mirror,
Are closer than they.
If it weren't for they're smiles,
It would all be an act.

I Love You, The End

I've got one chance to get this song right,
And I know you're not in the audience tonight,
But I thought you ought to know what I think of you.
And everybody's here but you,
And everybody's here 'cause they love you,
And everybody's here 'cause they'll miss you,
And everybody's here 'cause they remember the crazy things you used to do,
But you went and acted like a fool,
Thinking that nobody cared.
I wish I knew where you went,
So I could tell you what you meant to me,
And there's so many letters I haven't sent,
'Cause all you said in the note was,
I got to go,
I love you,
The end.

At least I know you're still living somewhere,
But I wish that I could tell you how much I care,
And I wasted so much time hoping you'd stay longer than you said you would,
And you know I'd bring you back if I could.
And everybody's here 'cause they love you,
And everybody's here 'cause they'll miss you,
And everybody's here 'cause they remember the crazy things you used to do,
But you went and acted like a fool,
Thinking that nobody cared.
And I wish I knew where in the world you are,
And if we're looking at the same stars.
And there's so many letters I haven't sent,
'Cause all you said in the note was,
I got to go,
I love you,
The end.
 

Tears Fall

Ev'rytime,
You open up that door,
I just stand and stare.
You don't really care,
You jsut ignore,
The fact that I'm out of things to say.

Oh, and I,
Won't tell you go away,
'Cause I don't mind,
If you want to stay,
What's really hard,
Is not crying when you choose to leave.

These feelings are a roller coaster,
Up and down,
Love and doubt,
In and out,
Tears fall on a doorknob that won't stop turning,
And I keep yearning,
For the day when we can make up our minds.

The night life,
Talking to each other,
Crying on your shoulder,
'Cause you understand,
Just how I feel,
Wond'ring how much of this love is real.

These feelings are a roller coaster,
Up and down,
Love and doubt,
In and out,
Tears fall on a doorknob that won't stop turning,
and I keep yearning,
For the day when we can make up our minds.

I promised,
That I wouldn't cry,
Oh, look, you're crying,
I guess so will I,
What's to wait for,
Were we really expecting a sign?

These feelings are a roller coaster,
Up and down,
Love and doubt,
In and out,
Tears fall on a doorknob that won't stop turning,
And I keep yearning,
For the day when we can make up our minds.

These feelings are a roller coaster,
Up and down,
Lvoe and doubt,
In and out,
Tears fall on a doorknob that won't stop turning,
And I keep yearning,
For the day when we can make up our minds.

Tears keep falling,
And tears keep falling,
Tears keep falling,
And we can't make up our minds.

You Poor Baby

And you,
And you,
And you love me to your own destruction,
Love me to your own destruction,
Baby.
And you,
And you,
And you never change.
And you,
And you,
And you lvoe me to your own destruction,
Love me to your own destruction,
Baby.
And I change all the time,
But you never do.
No, you,
No, you,
No, you never hcange, poor baby,
No you never change.
Oooooh,
And why'd you have to go and make me love you?
Oooooh,
And why'd you have to lvoe me this way?
And I,
And I,
And wish you didn't love me this way,
Wish you didn't lvoe me this way,
Baby.
Or that you,
That you,
That you would change.
And I,
And I,
And I wish you didn't love me this way,
Wish you didn't love me this way,
Baby.
'Cause I change all the time,
And you never do.
No, you,
No, you,
No, you never do.
No, you,
No, you,
No, you never do.
No, you,
No, you,
No, you never do,
Poor baby.
You never do.