Poems.

To Live But A Dream

Oh if i could live but a dream,
A thousands moments, a million seconds as one,
Drifting through lifes different scenery,
Landscapes and floating lightly through song.

To lead my life like directing a film,
To enhale the future and breathe in the past,
All so close, so near, so possible,
Yet all which vanishes, to be gone so fast.

I wish I could stay asleep for all of time,
Sailing on seas as vast as my imagination,
To wake is to die a little, to lose that I have created,
For now I must wait, watch and be patient.

Months go by, the weeks seem like years,
The pain of those lost in the tears on my pillow,
To know but for only eight hours we shall be together,
Great wars and great loves lost, a tough pill to swallow.

I fear I must leave them all behind,
Moving on in life within the limits of reality,
Living each day as twenty four long hours in time,
And change this world as my dream world i did so passionately.


Name In Lights

Fame and all fortune, your name up in lights,
The hassle the pain, all your secrecy dissapeared,
Each day turns into one long series of fights,
The crash as it all ends just as you'd feared.

Would it be harder to have it and lose it,
Or to not know it at all, not even a tad,
To live life with everyone knowing your shit,
Or to live as a nobody, is that really so bad?

To have all the wonder for simply one day,
And for every man and woman to scream your name,
Being known in every country, every city, everyway,
And then it's all gone and you're back to your same...

Old life on the dole, struggling as nothing but a shadow,
"Please give me a chance i'll bet ya i'll do"
Bit parts in your own imaginary life below,
"Please just don't give up on me, i'm a somebody"... somebody who?

I'll show them i'll make it, your parents said how,
But i'll work twice as hard and i'll pay my own way...
To Hollywood, to stardom if you'll allow,
But that big break still don't come and now all you say...

"Is I need fifty bucks for some crack, some sniff, some coke"...
"I'm good for the dough, you'll see i'll be a star",
Ten days later no money, and he's a big fucking bloke,
But you lost it, gave up, fameless and far...

From the home you once knew, the dream was too big,
Beat you down till your nothing, nothing to the Police,
Who look up at your hanging body, your big final gig,
Beat by the game, may they rest in peace.