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#1
okay, so the other one ended with a fourway tie, lol. here's a tie breaker.


--Wreck--

We drive past the crash scene
Where mistakes met in the fatal accumulation of possibilities
I long to be among that wreck
My life scattered amidst the broken glass and twisted metal of peace
My mind sent flying through the windshield
Opening to the calm of the end
And maybe, as the Jaws of Life come too late
I can be free

Paramedic’s rush though they know it’s too late
But what do I care, I cannot care
Their valiant efforts to save a life are jeopardizing the death I longed to find
But they don’t know, they cannot know
And so they try, to save me, from my brightest dream, my true desire
A peaceful end to my torment

The car comes quickly around the turn
But not too quickly to register
My body screamed stop, but my mind slammed on the gas
In hopes it could erase all the mistakes
And so as the possibilities soar through my mind
Like my broken remains through the glass
I find peace within myself
Wrongs righted with the push of a pedal,
The crash of a car
The end of a life

And so I pass the wreck, a wreck myself
Unsure of my next move, my next breath
But all I know is that one day the fatal accumulation of possibilities
Will one day find me
And perhaps, just maybe, the end will be all it’s cut out to be
And I can be free


Dream of Me

You...
Stayed, up...
Every night...
Just to talk to me...

So lay down,
Your weary head.
Sleep now,
Tuck yourself into bed.

And dream of me,
Just dream of me.
When you close your eyes,
The first thing I want you to see, is me.
Cause when I go to bed,
The first thing in my head.
Is the image of the most,
Beautiful girl I know, that's you.

So lay, your weary, head down.
Sleep now, in the peaceful sound.
Nothing will touch you, as you sleep.
I'm your guardian angel baby.

So dream of me,
Just dream of me.
When you close your eyes,
The first thing I want you to see, is me.
Cause when I go to bed,
The first thing in my head.
Is the image of the most,
Beautiful girl I know, that's you.

Take me, away from this place.
I want to run away.
I want to spend the rest of my days,
With you. Ooo...
Take me away from this place.
I want to run away.
I want to spend the rest of my days,
With you, with you, with you...

So dream of me,
Just dream of me.
When you close your eyes,
The first thing I want you to see, is me.
Cause when I go to bed,
The first thing in my head.
Is the image of the most,
Beautiful girl I know, that's you.



Autumn Morning

The sun is up but I can't see it
For the sky is as thick as clouds
The trees shiver in the wind
As the frost sits upon the grass

I walk through this autumn morning
Expecting rain to fall heavily down
And this dim morning sunlight
Was born of no sunrise today

So now the night continues on into the day
And grey is the only way to see it
For even the singing birds
Seem to feel the melancholy of today




An Irish Industrial Estate

Lost horsemen walk down the old road,
Fathers and sons just do what they're told,
The priests and the madmen just stare at the sun,
The mothers of milkmaids are still on the run.

And I walk through the maze of old grey buildings,
Find the fields once found are fading,
Pass the suits with men in their shoes,
Briefcase with a life in it a tie for a noose.

And I just walk,
Just walk,
Nothing you can do but walk.

And the clouds blow like grey ash on the wind,
Bus stops lost and broken,
People smile for politeness sake,
Poets rhyme as they try and create.

And the sun shines as hard as it can,
The cars crash as fast as they can,
The wind blows does all that it can,
Birds sing till they get band.

And I just walk,
Just walk,
Nothing you can do but walk.

And the women watch as rainbows turn grey,
Colour is just light that escapes,
The poets try to read you something written recently,
Gets lost, blows in the wind and gets stuck in steel trees.

And you turn up your music so you can't hear the wind,
Ipods, Isouls and other such things,
Black suits, black roads and black decisions,
Turns life into a TV vision.

And I just walk,
Just walk,
Nothing you can do but walk.

And are they all as real as each other?
Can eyes that dull hold a soul that's troubled?
Do they know the other is there,
Walk to other places, towards other wheres.

And I just walk,
We all just walk,
Nothing you can do but walk.