Mr. Black
07-21-2005, 09:43 AM
THis is A song I wrote ofr my band it's heavily influenced by Pink FLoyd, so imagine lots of synth and string bending.
Space and time
Wake up in the morning; get up out of bed,
Feel the bright sun rotate about my head,
Feel space and time, fly away people seem very different today.
Watch as all existence floats into dismay
Listen to my life decay,
Why are we sat here anyway?
Wake up in the morning; get up out of bed,
Feel the bright sun rotate around my head
Plants and all life cease to live
Other things follow this motive
Make a decision, prove your worth,
Decide the next day to go to work
Make things happen, repeat again don’t be stopped,
Let all things that rot, rot.
Sleep tonight, with a full stomach
Maybe tomorrow it will be worse
Something in the dark light’s moving, could it be your waiting hearse,
Wake up the next morning, most of your life has gone; things sure as hell are different
So you sit down and write this song,
Things are easier now that no one is around; no more need to lock your door,
Doesn’t matter if the key is found…
Wake up in the next morning as all has turned wrong, some things aren’t there at all and you can’t find your song.
There is no sun to guide you only candles, now my friend, make sure that you can see your footsteps for death isn’t far behind.
Seek your sanctuary seek your freedom, this place is all dead now. Your own your own friend…
Wake up in the next life, your friends are here today; talking, eating happily, while you stare blankly at them they acknowledge you with a smile and they pull up a seat, they get you a mug of beer, and some juicy meat.
Wake up the next morning get out of bed,
Feel the bright sun rotate around your head.
Haven't been writing long, but please critisize Thanks
Space and time
Wake up in the morning; get up out of bed,
Feel the bright sun rotate about my head,
Feel space and time, fly away people seem very different today.
Watch as all existence floats into dismay
Listen to my life decay,
Why are we sat here anyway?
Wake up in the morning; get up out of bed,
Feel the bright sun rotate around my head
Plants and all life cease to live
Other things follow this motive
Make a decision, prove your worth,
Decide the next day to go to work
Make things happen, repeat again don’t be stopped,
Let all things that rot, rot.
Sleep tonight, with a full stomach
Maybe tomorrow it will be worse
Something in the dark light’s moving, could it be your waiting hearse,
Wake up the next morning, most of your life has gone; things sure as hell are different
So you sit down and write this song,
Things are easier now that no one is around; no more need to lock your door,
Doesn’t matter if the key is found…
Wake up in the next morning as all has turned wrong, some things aren’t there at all and you can’t find your song.
There is no sun to guide you only candles, now my friend, make sure that you can see your footsteps for death isn’t far behind.
Seek your sanctuary seek your freedom, this place is all dead now. Your own your own friend…
Wake up in the next life, your friends are here today; talking, eating happily, while you stare blankly at them they acknowledge you with a smile and they pull up a seat, they get you a mug of beer, and some juicy meat.
Wake up the next morning get out of bed,
Feel the bright sun rotate around your head.
Haven't been writing long, but please critisize Thanks