The Mighty Dudad Posted March 4, 2011 Share Posted March 4, 2011 With an iron fist in a velvet glove We are sheltered under the gun In the glory game on the power train Thy kingdom's will be done Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SeaTurtle Posted March 4, 2011 Share Posted March 4, 2011 Guidance systems break down A struggle to exist To resist A pulse of dying power In a clenching plastic fist... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted March 4, 2011 Share Posted March 4, 2011 It's cold comfort to the ones without it to know how they struggled, how they suffered about it If their lives were exotic and strange, they would likely have gladly exhanged them for something a little more plain Maybe something a little more sane Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RustyLime69 Posted March 5, 2011 Share Posted March 5, 2011 We hold beliefs as a consolation A way to take us out of ourselves Meditation or medication A comfort, or a promised reward Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evilsugar25 Posted March 5, 2011 Share Posted March 5, 2011 (edited) They say there is strangeness, too dangerous In our theatres and bookstore shelves, That those who know what's best for us Must rise and save us from ourselves Edited March 5, 2011 by evilsugar25 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 5, 2011 Share Posted March 5, 2011 And all the shouting voices Try to throw me off my course Some by sermon, some by force Fools and thieves are dangerous In the temple and market place Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted March 7, 2011 Share Posted March 7, 2011 Horizon to horizon Memory written on the wind Fading away like an hourglass grain by grain Swept away like voices in a hurricane in a vapor trail Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 7, 2011 Share Posted March 7, 2011 Dancing fires on the beach Singing songs together Though it's just a memory Some memories last forever Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SeaTurtle Posted March 8, 2011 Share Posted March 8, 2011 I don't believe in destiny Or the guiding hand of fate I don't believe in forever Or love as a mystical state Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Mighty Dudad Posted March 8, 2011 Share Posted March 8, 2011 You can be the captain I will draw the chart Sailing into destiny Closer to the heart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evilsugar25 Posted March 8, 2011 Share Posted March 8, 2011 We travel on the road to adventure On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun Like lovers and heroes, and the restless part of everyone We're only at home when we're on the run On the run... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 9, 2011 Share Posted March 9, 2011 I'm not giving in To security under pressure I'm not missing out On the promise of adventure Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Mighty Dudad Posted March 22, 2011 Share Posted March 22, 2011 Can this thread be revived?? Let's see... Don't want to silence a desperate voice For the sake of security No one wants to make a terrible choice On the price of being free Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted March 22, 2011 Share Posted March 22, 2011 Invisible airwaves crackle with life Bright antennae bristle with the energy Emotional feedback on timeless wavelength bearing a gift beyond price, almost free Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 22, 2011 Share Posted March 22, 2011 Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load Keep on riding north and west Haunting that wilderness road Like a ghost rider Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Mighty Dudad Posted March 23, 2011 Share Posted March 23, 2011 Wilderness of mirrors Streets of cold desire My precious sense of honor Just a shield of rusty wire I hold against the chaos And the cross of holy fire Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted March 23, 2011 Share Posted March 23, 2011 Hold your fire Keep it burning bright Hold the flame till the dream ignites A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SeaTurtle Posted March 23, 2011 Share Posted March 23, 2011 Dreams flow across the heartland Feeding on the fires Dreams transport desires Drive you when you're down Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 23, 2011 Share Posted March 23, 2011 Distance is a long-range filter Memory a flickering light Left behind in the heartland Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Mighty Dudad Posted March 24, 2011 Share Posted March 24, 2011 (edited) Riding through the Range of Light to the wounded city Filling my spirit with the wildest wish to fly Taking the high road to the wounded city Memory strumming at the heart of a moving picture Edited March 24, 2011 by The Mighty Dudad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted March 24, 2011 Share Posted March 24, 2011 Cities full of hatred, fear and lies Withered hearts and cruel, tormented eyes Scheming demons dressed in kingly guise Beating down the multitude and scoffing at the wise Whoa, two in one there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 25, 2011 Share Posted March 25, 2011 Angels and demons dancing in my head Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed Media messiahs preying on my fears Pop culture prophets playing in my ears Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SeaTurtle Posted March 25, 2011 Share Posted March 25, 2011 On the edge of sleep, I heard voices behind the door The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless My angels and my demons at war Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted March 26, 2011 Share Posted March 26, 2011 A vague sensation quickens In his young and restless heart And a bright and nameless vision Has him longing to depart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SeaTurtle Posted March 27, 2011 Share Posted March 27, 2011 He's a rebel and a runner He's a signal turning green He's a restless young romantic Wants to run the big machine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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