Perty bright eyes
A soft sweet smile
An infectious laugh
Enchants me all the while
And she says

Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
Its music to my ears
Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
I’ve known her all these years

I should have told her sooner
I guess it just took time
And when I hear those words
I know she will be mine
When she says

Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
Its music to my ears
Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
I’ve known her all these years

Perhaps I am misguided
I know what they all say
She’s not what she seems to be
But it won’t matter anyway
When she says

Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
Its music to my ears
Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
I’ve known her all these years
And though its taken time
I know she will be mine
When she says
Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
Just one more time
Bubble-e-gum
Bubble-e-gum
I know she will be mine

She takes the stage
Every Thursday night
They dim the lights
She grabs the mic
Sings her favourite song
Dedicates it to_ you

Karaoke Katie
The girl that got away
Karaoke Katie
She lives so far away
Karaoke Katie
Sings her love every night
Waiting for the day she might
Make her words come true

The tune can echo the hall
But it won’t mean anything
Unless it strikes your chord
And you get on stage and sing

Karaoke Katie
The girl that got away
Karaoke Katie
She lives so far away
Karaoke Katie
Sings her love every night
Waiting for the day she might
Make her words come true

Drinks up her courage
Stands for the punters
Karaoke Katie
Has lost her soul
Karaoke Katie
The girl that got away
Karaoke Katie
She lives so far away
Karaoke Katie
Sings her love every night
Waiting for the day she might
Make her words come true

Changes all the time,
The world and those in it,
All we do gone in a flash,
And we don’t get time to look back.

You won’t notice it,
Until you reach that age,
And those dark times,
When you don’t want to move on.

Goodbye my friends
Goodbye the good times
Goodbye my youth
Goodbye the past times

Cast an eye on what you’ve done,
And all that you’ve achieved,
Let out a sigh and step on,
And don’t you grieve just yet

Goodbye my friends
Goodbye the good times
Goodbye my youth
Goodbye the past times.
Goodbye the tricks we used to play
Goodbye we all say.
Goodbye my friends
Goodbye the good times
Goodbye my youth
Goodbye the past times.
Goodbye the tricks we used to play
Goodbye all the daft things we used to say.
Goodbye all the girls I ever loved
Goodbye all the ones I never met.
Goodbye all ones that put me down
Goodbye all the dicks
Goodbye the bad times.
We’re moving on,
Some gone for good….

I can sing
I can sing these words
If it will
Make a difference
I can sing

Three years and not a dime to show,
An old song of mine comes to mind,
But this time not my all time low,
Dress up the moment with all I can,
All I know
And what I’ve said…but….

I can sing
I can sing these words
If it will
Make a difference
I can sing

How many days will I endure of this,
How many times will I make these rhymes,
With no intention of sharing them with you,
Not letting you into this world of mine,
All I know
All I want to say…and

I can sing
I can sing these words
If it will
Make a difference
I can sing
I can sing
You’re all I needed,
All I ever wanted,
You made me who I am.
I told you what I feel,
Now I need time to heal,
You made me what I am.
And…
I can sing
I can sing these words
If it will
Make a difference
I can sing
I can sing
I can sing these words
If it will
Make a difference
I can sing
I can sing those words you need to hear…

Cut the throat, cut the sides,
Cut my wrists then dry my eyes,
My life on the line so many times
The wounds return when my daemons rise

On and on
Up and out
On and on
Up and out

The claws of reality scrape-
And in my mind that fractures,
Darkness pours,
Solitude and Serenity

Cut the throat, cut the sides,
Cut my wrists then dry my eyes,
My life on the line so many times
The wounds return when my daemons rise

Simple, selfish, sanctuary,
Irate, sad and salvation,
Solitude and serenity

On and on
Up and out
On and on
Up and out

Cut the throat, cut the sides,
Cut my wrists then dry my eyes,
My life on the line so many times
The wounds return when my daemons rise
Cut the throat, cut the sides,
Cut my wrists then dry my eyes,
My life on the line so many times
The wounds return when my daemons rise

Something I wrote on the M6 on my way back from work :)

Driving on the motorway tongiht
Travelling from dusk till daylight
I wish you were here with me darling
To see the morning sun rise

The sky is dark and cascaded
But as I rolled on the darkness faded
The pink and the blue bring the sky alive
I wish I could share this, love of my life

I head southwards
But I look upwards
And gaze at the days first sunshine
And I'm reminded of the light of your eyes
THe warmth you give when I arrive
You might not be here with me
But you're here in my mind

Driving on the motorway tongiht
Travelling from dusk till daylight
I wish you were here with me darling
To see the morning sun rise
Driving on the motorway tongiht
Travelling from dusk till daylight
I wish you were here with me darling
To see the morning sun rise
I wish you were here with me darling
To see the morning sun rise

As my time goes on not often do I look back,
And when I do how so much of it has changed,
What has made me is lost forever,
And when I tread its resting place I come over all strange,
So raise your glasses, your cups and mugs,
And make a toast to a place that once was,
A sanctuary for many, a little community,
A resting place for the weary, and the home of many.
Months have passed since that tragic day,
When the life of that place, X6, passed away,
No more music, laughter or balls,
Shall be heard echoing from its purple walls,
No more couples shall cuddle in silence,
No more lads wreaking havoc and violence,
No more darts, TV or SNES,
Those days are long but dead.
So raise your glasses, your cups and mugs,
And make a toast to a place that once was,
A sanctuary for many, a little community,
A resting place for the weary, and the home of many.

R.I.P. X6

Lure me into the shadows,
The subconscious of what I am,
Take everything I can give you,
All that makes me a man-
Your face is vivid in my memory,
Your eyes are closed; you’re biting your lip,
Another long lasting reverie,
Another part of my special trip.

I’m giving it away,
Take it while you can,
All that I can give you,
I am.

(instrumental)

I’m giving it away,
Take it while you can,
All that I can give you,
I have.

Wow...2 and a half months have passed since I last came on here. it seems a lot longer. Anyways, lots more crazy stuff has happened in those 2 and a half months, stuff thats fucking with my head. In an attempt to a) resolve any conflicts residing up there and b) portray these things to you my readers (hehe) I am working on a complete collection of the last 2 months. I need to finish of the second collection of the year.

I made one after the summer holidays cos a lot of shit happened then. I then started on the Christmas period, just a little up to date of what was going on. Some of the songs are already posted on this LJ.

Watch this space for the 3rd installment- technically the end of an era!

Many of you have heard about what I've been thinking...let's be honest I'm not one to keep personal stuff to myself...you guys probably know more about me than I do. Anyway, I was gonna use this 'dark time' to write some darker songs/poems but unfortunately (I think) I feel slightly better now it comes to actually writing them.

But seeing as its 2.40am and I have nothing better to do right now (except maybe play WoW although I think it merits a break) I will try and write something. Already got something in my head so best start writing...I'll report back later.

I am come over by a strange enchant
As I gaze into the eyes
Of the girl in the denim hot pants
A stare taht sends a shiver down my spine
A stare thats says you're all mine
A night of lust and love
A beauty sent from above
Raised up on a stage
We dance the night away

This is new to me
A change in fortune
An angel ancing with me
Eyes bright as the moon,
The lights are dim
But it's clear as day
All the bad I've been through
I have a new destiny

I am come over by a strange enchant
As I gaze into the eyes
Of the girl in the denim hot pants
A stare taht sends a shiver down my spine
A stare thats says you're all mine
A night of lust and love
A beauty sent from above
Raised up on a stage
We dance the night away

When do I call her
What do I say
Not that it matters
Not now anyway
I'm in the deep end
I've entered the fray

I am come over by a strange enchant
As I gaze into the eyes
Of the girl in the denim hot pants
A stare taht sends a shiver down my spine
A stare thats says you're all mine
A night of lust and love
A beauty sent from above
Raised up on a stage
We dance the night away

And I never dreamed of this
Or that I'd get to know you
And I never dreamed of this
But I've still got so far to go
And I never dreamed of this
I never dreamed of this
I never dreamed of this...

I am come over by a strange enchant
As I gaze into the eyes
Of the girl in the denim hot pants
A stare taht sends a shiver down my spine
A stare thats says you're all mine
A night of lust and love
A beauty sent from above
Raised up on a stage
We dance the night away
Me,
And the girl in the denim hotpants.

You can see what time it is. I have finsihed on the game being World of Warcraft and I've been doing alot of chatting and thinking and came up with the chorus to this piece in one of those conversations...I decided to extend it. TBH...didn;t really take much time with this so let me know what u think.

In the end if there was only me,
There'd be one thing that i'd miss,
Not the many that have lived,
But the girl i longed to kiss.

Shame behind my smile I am naive,
Sad that I should have lived a dream,
Only to be taken by the nightmare,
A past that returns to haunt me,
Repeats and strangles me,
Every night a heartache,
Every night my soul breaks.

In the end if there was only me,
There'd be one thing that i'd miss,
Not the many that have lived,
But the girl i longed to kiss.

The lance of love skewers,
Twists and turns my insides,
I run, hide in the sewers,
Of my own stupidity,
My acts of lunacy,
Are nothing new to me.

In the end if there was only me,
There'd be one thing that i'd miss,
Not the many that have lived,
But the girl i longed to kiss.

My friends think that I have changed,
But I know that will never be he case,
Because I'll never grow out of this,
Somethings trying to come through,
Somethings trying to be set free,
Desperation reveals itself,
And the truth to me...

In the end if there was only me,
There'd be one thing that i'd miss,
Not the many that have lived,
But the girl i longed to kiss.
In the end if there was only me,
There'd be one thing that i'd miss,
Not the many that have lived,
But the girl i longed to kiss.

My simple omission,
My one true belief,
You contradict,
Yourself,
In the end if there was only me,
There'd be one thing that i'd miss,
Not the many that have lived,
But the girl i longed to kiss.
If she longed to kiss?...

Well its been too long...but alot of stuff has gone off some of yo know some of you don't. Well after listening to sme of my old bands e.g. Third Eye Blind I was again inspired to write again. I have two songs/poems (you can decide what catergory they best suit) for you. The first of these is something new really on my part as it doesn't fit with the usual content of the stuff that a i write.

I am a changed man recently, and I think you'll start to see it in the work i do in the coming weeks...enjoy

Fragmentations of Despair

Just listen, can u hear it,
Trickling drops of rain, of blood,
You've lost yourself, you've lost your friends,
Hard shouldered, on the motorway.

Fragmentations of despair,
A split second shatter,
The single incident,
Your biggest disaster-
Fragmentations of despair,
Heaven won't open its gates,
Committing sins, remain a traitor
The one that everyone hates.

You can feel their gaze,
Tingles the back of your neck,
Haunts your step,
Always watching your back.

Fragmentations of despair,
A split second shatter,
The single incident,
Your biggest disaster-
Fragmentations of despair,
Heaven won't open its gates,
Committing sins, remain a traitor
The one that everyone hates.

Your friends are gone,
You can mourn all you want,
It won’t bring them back.
Life hits the crossroads,
Like you hit the dark roads,
One too many a foolish mistake.
You can scream
SCREAM!
SCREAM!...........all you want
Your friends are gone,
You can mourn all you want,
It won’t bring them back.

Fragmentations of despair,
A split second shatter,
The single incident,
Your biggest disaster-
Fragmentations of despair,
Heaven won't open its gates,
Committing sins, remain a traitor
The one that everyone hates.
Hell's the only option,
The worlds a darker place,
Fragmentations of despair,
A split second shatter,
The single incident,
Your biggest disaster-
Fragmentations of despair,
Heaven won't open its gates,
Committing sins, remain a traitor
The one that everyone hates.
Your windscreen shatters…
You stick to a halt!...
Just listen can you hear it?
Trickles of rain…of blood…

Okay I can scarsely get online nowadays due to the war between my bro and dad, so when I do I will post what I can. Unfortunately theres not alot at the minute (due to the 'hard work' I'm putting in now that I'm staying...YAY! and my work...both not giving me much time to do anything.

Here is the first in my Dilemma series

Dilemma #1

I've seen chances fly by
Way too many times
For me to know that this is right
So I'll ask if you want at my side
If you say no then at least I tried
Now I must go
Time to leave
What's on tomorrows agenda
Another phase in the blender
Same old recipe
Same old descrepencies
Where I walk home alone.


Not bad for 3 and a half minutes..

I'm going through one of those stages again...filled with confusion and for poetical reference I refer you all to 'Monuments detailing the delicacies of life'...its somewhere on my LJ. 
I want to do some writing now but is 1.35 am and my minds not even in first gear yet.  Perhaps something will come to me during the rest of the night, insomnia's kicked in...its the time of year...so I'll be up for a while yet.

So here it is the muc hanticipated return of my story 'Of Creation, Life and the Orb' enjoy. (Warning..this hasn't been edited it was written months ago on the spur of the moment)

             It came to half past eight and the great golden gate at the end of the Lord’s driveway swung open as five divine spirits walked through the Lord’s pretty rock garden, each commenting on the beautiful colours of the roses and fuchsias. ‘Welcome Metatron, and my other friends, come inside,’ said God.

             After the entrance into the great lounge of God they sat down on his three piece suite and began to tuck into the snacks laid out and sip the lord’s special brew in their gemmed goblets. Then the Lord appeared to them through the serving hatch behind them and informed them of the Orb. They were amazed, because for unknown eras of time they had admired the craftwork of God in the shape of his house, his beautiful desserts, but never before had they seen such an amazing artefact as the orb, so small it was to look at but endlessly it stretched whence they gazed into it.

.             ‘This is the Orb,’ said God. ‘It has twenty five channels and has interactive features.’ The others looked at him and eventually the Metatron spoke.

              ‘Thou hast intrigued us most my Lord but how dost we use the Orb, and are there any ‘Heavenly interest’ channels?’

              To which God replied, ‘My dear Metatron, my voice when I cannot be bothered to attend those damn formal dinners, if you think that I would allow such filth to be shown through the Orb then thou is most mistaken.’  The others hung their heads with disappointment, a bit of Gabriel on angel action was just what they needed to cheer themselves up with after such a horrid working day. God then spoke again. ‘I’ll tell you what I’ll do, if we turn to the Earth channel Adam finds himself all alone, we can make him a partner, if you know what I mean,’ God nudge nudged and wink winked and the others understood.
.             God took Adam and removed his rib. ‘This is just like Casualty’ said one of the divine beings gathering round to see God, the genius at work. Then from that rib he formed Eve, a beautiful woman, a brunette with an interest in baking and grooming small rabbits. He put her back into the Orb to attend to Adam who was feeling a lot of pain at the time (having had a rib removed and all) but was soon back on his feet again due to the excitement he got seeing Eve, God forgetting to invent clothes. (I say forgetting, he knew about clothes, he himself wore proudly his Adidas track suit but thought that putting a couple of nudes into the Orb would excite the others- he was right)

                It was not till the following morning that anything else could be recorded. Both the Lord our God and his friends had drunk so much of God’s special brew that it wiped their memory clean.

My plan has failed, I’m pulling out
Before it’s begun, I’ve lost no doubt
I’m sore inside, it hurts my soul
A life without you, is a heavy toll
I told everyone apart from you
If I start again what would I do?
By God I’d tell you

I’d tell you now
I’d take you and we’d
Sore the clouds
But as it stands
Were on the ground
And I stare up to the sky
And cloud nine nine nine
I see a figure namely me
And over there her
The love that could have been

The air is thin, this feelings old
My thoughts are clear, my hearts so cold
I love you now, I’ll love you then
I won’t know anyone like you again
If I start again what would I do?
By God I’d tell you

I’d tell you now
I’d take you and we’d
Sore the clouds
But as it stands
Were on the ground
And I stare up to the sky
And cloud nine nine nine
I see a figure namely me
And over there her
The love that could have been
If I weren’t stuck here
On cloud nine nine nine

The strength of a man,
Is not in his size
If you want to know who you're up against
Look into his eyes.
They burn with a fury untold,
Lift his spirit, keeps him high
And when you knock him down,
To him it's live or die.

Never count him out,
Until he doesn't breathe
Don't turn your back,
You'll have left him in a seethe.
His power will grow,
His strength increased,
A new man is born
The old deceased.

The strength of a man is not in his size
Before you pick a fight look into his eyes.


Okay, I've been watching alot of Goldberg AMV's recently so heres another oppertunity for me to write something. Basic concept being, if you hit a guy and he really wants to win he goes mental.

This is for a good friend of mine who to be honest freaked me out today...its a bit crappy but hey, it took 3 mins

Bouncy girl; so changed in her ways,

Pretty girl, in a happy phase,

Loosens up. Sings a song,

Words are rolling, off her tongue.

No doom or gloom can be seen,

She’s living in a child’s dream.

Arms out wide, spins around,

Wipes away the stormy cloud.

This is the best she’s felt for a while,

And you won’t break her happy smile.

I still don’t feel my most creative and so I don’t think this song is even worthy enough to commemorate the involved people. I was reading in the newspaper the other day about some sick twisted scumbags that think it’s funny to show the death of Steve Irwin or worse turn it into an online game. I also heard news this morning that Richard Hammond of Top Gear was seriously injured filming for the show whilst trying to break the British land speed record- They are both icons in this country and most of the world, and I won’t have it that they are disgraced by bastards who don’t deserve to breathe the same air.

Living in the fast lane,
Living for the thrills,
Life’s full potential
A hobby that kills.

The nation combined,
A world united behind a face,
That could forever be lost
Which we’d see back in its place.

Why is it those that suffer?
Those with the spring in their step
Not the low lives of this world
But those we love…

This is for Steve,
Died doing what he loved,
And for Hammond,
May he soon recover,
And to shame those sick bastards
Who take this is a joke,

So when this rhyme is done
I’ll design a game to kill you all
Thoughtless wankers, who
When it comes to respect
Deserve fuck all

This is for Steve,
Died doing what he loved,
And for Hammond,
May he soon recover,
Two lives that I envy,
Two men who are crazy,
But enjoyed what I have come to love
But bitterly must come to an end,

This is for Steve
Died doing what he loved
And for Hammond
…Not yet Hamster, not yet…