Moving

I've decided to move my blog to buiramblings.wordpress.com
it has way more tools on that than blogger does. visit at the new url.

Believing

Oh the wicked web we weave
Close your eyes and just believe
Strong unclouded desires unfold
Swim with me in waters of mold
The sun won't rise. The moon won't set
Jump in abyss; feel no regret
Lounge in the shadows. Soak in the peace
Stroll with me uncandidly until the lies decease
The world has changed. Our web is tight
Believe in me and win this fight.

Nonsensical, really

Somber days, golden rays; How does that make sense?
Do they jive? Come alive? My weary mind is gone.
Drop a hit, just one hit. Maybe two or three or five.
Raman noodles, spicy fries. There's nothing left to say.
Distort the faith that holds us here. Remove me from the lies.
Send me home. Where do I belong? Mommy, help me.

Someday.... Never

Someday you'll know, I never wanted to leave you.
Someday you'll understand, I never wanted to hurt you.
Someday you'll find, I never stopped thinking of you.
Someday you'll see, I never stepped far from you.
Someday you'll feel, I never stopped holding you.
Someday you'll sense, I never wanted to lose you.
Someday you'll hear, I never stopped calling for you.
Someday you'll realize, I never was good for you.
Someday you'll accept, I never wanted unhappiness for you.
Someday you'll appreciate, I never lost faith in you.
Someday you'll know, I never had love for anyone but you.

Rubber

I'm made of rubber, the world's made of glue
Throw me all your crazy shit and I'll make them shiney new
Tell me tales of rainy days and take my sun away
Toss me all your nauseous wrecks and I'll make them turn the day
Sing the darker chants of life and echo sounds of pain
Crowd me with your sour grapes and I'll make them love the rain
Tighten your grip around my neck and kick me in the spine
Spit your vemon in my face and I'll make them sweet as wine.
I'm made of rubber, the world's made of glue
Open up and let me in to bounce this life to you.

Oh La Tequila

Lanky, lanky. Kinda cranky. Want a spanky? No, no thank ye.
Suit yourself. You're wasting your time. What can't be fixed with tequila and lime?
I'll take one for you and maybe one more. Do you feel better my silly little bore?
OK, one more. I think this will help. Little Miss Slinky, just let out your yelp.
Good god this tequila is love for the soul! Taste it - you'll like it you blind, blind mole.
So I guess you're not thirsty; can't let it waste. I guess I'll just down it; Oh that nice taste!
Someone just shoot me. Will you be my new friend? Tell her she's crazy and bring me an end.