Monday, September 21, 2009

Empathetic Eyes

This is a song I wrote sometime last year, I think like I was feeling as though I should be doing more to help the world around me.


Empathetic Eyes


kind of want, kind want to know

kind of want, kind to find out

what about, what about the coming

what about woman

what about the drowning


if you see, see a lot of people

then fool around, wonder about the weather

i figured out, figured they probably knew

keep us all busy

with our unsatisfaction


dance with me

dance around truth

resurrect the sixties

resurrect your movement

find a way

make it happen alright

the right way was the wrong way to get it done

the first time was not the last one to see it through

I stand firm in your empathetic eyes

your empathetic eyes


need to, need to believe that

we will, find away past it

changing, change the things we can

we won't stop until we drop

in the promised land


Your home

it was given to me

my home

it was taken from me

who knows

how long it be till

everyone is cooking

everybody's kitchen

Am F C G

Your empathetic eyes

give them to me

i sick of walking blind i want to see

your empathetic eyes

what do they see

when you pear down from your judgment see


your empathetic eyes

does see

how hard i try?

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Love Song

This is a song I wrote in 2005 whilst I was living in Belfast.




Love Song

Could I interest you in a love song

the mind knows nothing about

It can help you find a lover

The wind whispers softly


Could I interest you in a new song

this world hates to hear

it can help you find your way out

those walls are not really there


this time it's true

right now for real

not a fantasy or nice dream

But the chance to feel

Alive Again


You can have my life

I wasn't doing much anyways

if you can do something better with it

than just counting down the days


you can have my heart beat

it was starting to get mundane

if you could change the rhythm of the beat

to the beating of the rain

this time it's true

right now for real

not a fantasy or nice dream

But the chance to feel

Alive Again


The waking dead crashing waves

one man's strong the other one caves

all my thoughts and all your dreams

come crashing down off the balance beems

nobody's looking but everyone hears

what's a few more bruises what's a few more beers

i can't finish what you started

now i realize what i never wanted


to feel


Alive Again