Eggy's Blog
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
The real me is not me
This is where you'll find me....
In a corner all alone
This is where you'll find me....
Most likely at home
This is where you'll find me....
I won't be on the phone
So this is where you'll find me....
Isolated from my friends thanks to you
We'll never know if I'll get better again
Who knows if you'll ever get to
See the real me ever again.
In a corner all alone
This is where you'll find me....
Most likely at home
This is where you'll find me....
I won't be on the phone
So this is where you'll find me....
Isolated from my friends thanks to you
We'll never know if I'll get better again
Who knows if you'll ever get to
See the real me ever again.
Underneath the Keys and Deep into the Frame
All I wana do is play
Play like a true musician
Play like I have all the time in the world
Oh, what I would give to be able to play like
I've been doing so my every day of my short life
I have the instrument
I have the fingers to play
I have the knowledge to learn
But I just don’t have the patience to wait
I have this story I want to share
I have it all down in my head
I want you to hear this
I want you to feel it
I want you to experience this as I tell it
But words can't explain it
Words can't be used to tell this story I am desperately trying to get out
I have to play this story
But when I used those fingers
To strike those keys
The sound that comes out
That sound, it's not me
That sound you hear it's not my story
That sound that you hear has no rhythm
That sound, it doesn't have the beat
That sound is a sound that no one can listen to,
For more than a few seconds
It's just monotonous
That sound is not my story…..
Play like a true musician
Play like I have all the time in the world
Oh, what I would give to be able to play like
I've been doing so my every day of my short life
I have the instrument
I have the fingers to play
I have the knowledge to learn
But I just don’t have the patience to wait
I have this story I want to share
I have it all down in my head
I want you to hear this
I want you to feel it
I want you to experience this as I tell it
But words can't explain it
Words can't be used to tell this story I am desperately trying to get out
I have to play this story
But when I used those fingers
To strike those keys
The sound that comes out
That sound, it's not me
That sound you hear it's not my story
That sound that you hear has no rhythm
That sound, it doesn't have the beat
That sound is a sound that no one can listen to,
For more than a few seconds
It's just monotonous
That sound is not my story…..
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Hammers and Strings for the Key Frame
It’s just the hammers and strings
In this old piano that seem to
help get these hearts beating faster and faster
And I just won’t let these
High hopes down by letting the music
From the this wooden frame
Be what I read off these sheets filled with
All these musical notes, no I won’t let
This be just what my eyes see
Because when I play,
This piano here becomes me
Me singing the tunes of my heart,
Singing what no one appears to see
It’s not just what you teach me
It is what I and only I can see
Deep, deep in the depths of my soul
This music is what fills the hole in me
This music is what manages to help my heart continue to beat
The higher the key, the higher the hopes
And the faster this new heart beats, the faster these play
Some call what I have “a music makers dream”
Some call it “pure talent”
Others call it having “hours and hours worth of practice”
I say call it whatever you want to call it
But to me what I see is a musical object telling
My whole life story and what will become of me,
In just a few keys
Just a few strikes to those black and white keys
Is all I need to play what’s inside me
Just a few hammers and strings that have been
Following me around
From the beginning
They were there with me.
In this old piano that seem to
help get these hearts beating faster and faster
And I just won’t let these
High hopes down by letting the music
From the this wooden frame
Be what I read off these sheets filled with
All these musical notes, no I won’t let
This be just what my eyes see
Because when I play,
This piano here becomes me
Me singing the tunes of my heart,
Singing what no one appears to see
It’s not just what you teach me
It is what I and only I can see
Deep, deep in the depths of my soul
This music is what fills the hole in me
This music is what manages to help my heart continue to beat
The higher the key, the higher the hopes
And the faster this new heart beats, the faster these play
Some call what I have “a music makers dream”
Some call it “pure talent”
Others call it having “hours and hours worth of practice”
I say call it whatever you want to call it
But to me what I see is a musical object telling
My whole life story and what will become of me,
In just a few keys
Just a few strikes to those black and white keys
Is all I need to play what’s inside me
Just a few hammers and strings that have been
Following me around
From the beginning
They were there with me.
On My Back Again
On My Back Again
Here I Am
Take A Good Look
If you say that what you see makes you happy
Then I’m not the only one lying
What is a fantasy to you
Will be reality to me
You can say that it is impossible
But I can say I have already accomplished
What you thought cold never be done
Why is it that you think so low of me
Why is it that you can’t see the good in what I do
If I told you I do it for you, would that change the way you think?
Would it make you except me?
There you go with another blow
Now here I am on my back again
I have no interest in the things you said
Just like the world I see today, your actions make me sick
When you thought you were slick
Now look at this
Now nothing can be fixed
You wonder why I never try to talk with you
You wonder why I’m always down
You think it’s just one of my friends
But it is you
It is you who tries to bend and break me
It is you who makes me this way
It is only you who never seems to go away
So why can’t you see I never wanted to have you help me
I never wanted you around because you only make me frown
You only put me down on my back again and again
So here I am on my back looking up so high towards the night sky
Thinking of how you won’t see me tonight
Though you look up for me thinking that I’m there
But You won’t find me I’ll be somewhere, but that’s not there
When you think of what you did and you hope to it was worth it
You thought you were in control?
No, no, no you know it always be just me.
Here I Am
Take A Good Look
If you say that what you see makes you happy
Then I’m not the only one lying
What is a fantasy to you
Will be reality to me
You can say that it is impossible
But I can say I have already accomplished
What you thought cold never be done
Why is it that you think so low of me
Why is it that you can’t see the good in what I do
If I told you I do it for you, would that change the way you think?
Would it make you except me?
There you go with another blow
Now here I am on my back again
I have no interest in the things you said
Just like the world I see today, your actions make me sick
When you thought you were slick
Now look at this
Now nothing can be fixed
You wonder why I never try to talk with you
You wonder why I’m always down
You think it’s just one of my friends
But it is you
It is you who tries to bend and break me
It is you who makes me this way
It is only you who never seems to go away
So why can’t you see I never wanted to have you help me
I never wanted you around because you only make me frown
You only put me down on my back again and again
So here I am on my back looking up so high towards the night sky
Thinking of how you won’t see me tonight
Though you look up for me thinking that I’m there
But You won’t find me I’ll be somewhere, but that’s not there
When you think of what you did and you hope to it was worth it
You thought you were in control?
No, no, no you know it always be just me.
The Ghost You Used to Know
You always say if love were a whisper,
What could you give me to speak?
I say “nothing” yet you still can’t
See that you’re everything I need
So forgive me I apologize to you
But still there’s nothing I can do
To change your mind
If I could I’d take all my days back
To change what I did
But it’s just all this wonder
That caused something so tragic…
And caused all the wonder to be over and gone.
What could you give me to speak?
I say “nothing” yet you still can’t
See that you’re everything I need
So forgive me I apologize to you
But still there’s nothing I can do
To change your mind
If I could I’d take all my days back
To change what I did
But it’s just all this wonder
That caused something so tragic…
And caused all the wonder to be over and gone.
The Perfect Screw Up
Oh crap!
What was I thinking?
You told me no
But the temptations told me yes
It is times like these
Where I hope you can see
Through the smoke of
My imperfections into my soul
And my heart where I
No longer have control
Don’t let me drown in guilt
I said sorry many times
Before I know but this
Is different, I’m screwing things
Up and now we’re headed for the worst
But in every dark cloud there’s a
Silver lining, I know
What was I thinking?
You told me no
But the temptations told me yes
It is times like these
Where I hope you can see
Through the smoke of
My imperfections into my soul
And my heart where I
No longer have control
Don’t let me drown in guilt
I said sorry many times
Before I know but this
Is different, I’m screwing things
Up and now we’re headed for the worst
But in every dark cloud there’s a
Silver lining, I know
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