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I Sing A Song Now

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    The Art Of Dying On A Stage With No Audience Talking To Yourself And Wondering Who The **** You Are (A Unit Seven story in four parts)


    Part One (Sing Song Along, But Wrong) The Lonely Song

    I wanna be a space marine
    I want my by and by
    I want to float away
    Just like a butterfly

    I want a kingdom of
    Forever constant friends
    I want a bright dirt road
    That doesn't have an end

    I want a longer life
    I want a longer death
    I want my seven minutes
    To know the length and bredth

    I want sunshine a plenty
    I want torrential rain
    I want to never suffer
    I want constant pain

    I want to fade away
    Maybe I do not
    I want to know so much
    I want to not think thoughts

    I want some battle scars
    I want justification
    I want to amount to
    More than my reservations

    I want some power now
    I want to be so weak
    I want a happly life
    I want a scene that's bleak

    I want a life of peace
    I want a lot of guns
    I want to stain the moon
    I want to kill the sun

    I want to be a comic book
    Not mainstream (mainstream sucks)
    I want some six six six
    I want a little luck

    I want my Jesus yeah
    I want my Satan too
    I want to be forever
    Just in love with you
     
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    Part Two (Austwitz Has Nothing On Me) The Violet Song

    My life you see
    Does not belong to me
    I come and go
    It's from sea to sea

    I sometimes wish
    I was finite
    The harshest days
    Fade to night

    And in the night
    What do I find
    Fiends ahead
    And beasts behind

    Beside me sometimes
    There are my friends
    But they all leave
    Or meet thier ends

    Breakdown Monolouge

    I tread over streets line with glittering cartridge casings, all staring up at me with thier simple pinned out eyes. My forerunners and messengers are fleetfooted bullets, rending quickly and then falling, like so many other failed concepts in life. It's so goddamn pretentious, I could puke on my boots.

    It's just a short step to the left and you're dead. A short step to the right and you're damned. Hell is not a place. Hell is not an ideal. Hell is not justification. Hell is not other people. Hell is perception. As is Heaven. Heaven is in the eyes, Hell is in the hands.

    JESUS DIED FOR WHAT HE BELIEVED IN AS SO MANY OTHER BUT I CAN'T! EVERYTHING IS GOING TO END AND I WILL HAVE TO WATCH. MY ACTIONS, NO MATTER HOW SACRIFICAIL ARE MEANINGLESS. THEY WERE RIGHT FEAR YOUR OWN POWER AND TO NEVER COME BACK TO THIS STATE OF BEING.

    QUIT FOLLOWING ME. STOP CRYING. Stop crying..... I'm not worth it.... I'm just a goddamn fallen hero

    Slight it seems
    Is my chance to leave
    I cannot die
    This I believe

    My fatal flaw
    Is my flawlessness
    I don't bring law
    I bring lawlessnes

    My hands are cold
    My feet are sore
    My hands are red
    This world's a whore....


    FIN PART TWO
     
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    Part Three (Turns Out I Was Wrong, I Am Capable Of Killing Everything And Everyone, But Not You) The Reflective Song

    I just saw an angel floating down to me
    On tattered wings with a broken heart
    I just saw a icon falling down to sea
    The feathers fall, it's quite the art

    I never knew what life was for
    Besides pleasing other people
    I was the direct opposite of the norm
    I want not the church, I was the steeple

    It's goddamn hard to be someones god
    It's harder yet, to not be thier devil
    Its harder yet to stay in line
    With this much power, you'd expect a rebel

    Of course in my nature I am just that
    I just haven't yet taken that name
    That mantel will never truly be mine
    I can deal with the trappings of fame

    I guess it's easy when they don't want to believe
    Don't want to take up a higher view
    Don't want to take thier eyes of boots
    Don't want to do what I always do

    Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to say
    Nothing at all on this lonely street
    There's no one coming down it now
    There never will be, no one to greet

    I suppose in time, it will all ascend
    Come together and make its ends
    Start all over, it's in our nature
    Not quite cyclic, linear with benda

    Hey, the man was right, I just never have
    Ever seen a sky so blue, never ending
    The world will end quitley and alone
    There's not going to be aome great rending

    The song was right, sometimes it hurts
    To lose the one you love, you see
    But that's a never ending story
    Especially for those like me

    Well the sun is coming, but I'll wait
    I'll repair your wings on a later date
    I can enjoy this right now, right here
    I am that one arbiter of fate
     
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    Part Four (You've Got Yellow Eyes, Kid) The Simple Song

    Oh yes, I do digress
    I am now sparkling, shining on
    Laying in the grass
    With the music on

    There she lies, with yellow eyes
    A shining light that can't burn out
    I finally found my recipricol
    And know what life's about

    I've carried loads, on lonely roads
    And bled the night away in sorrow
    Now I look straight on
    To a bright tomorrow

    Love and peace, never cease
    Lay those pistols down for a while
    Forget the bad things
    Wear your smile
     
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    Ok anyway, this was just nonsense about..... twenty minutes ago, about happy flying bees and Katamari Damacy and katamarans and weight sets and Jhonen Vasquez, but it turned into a quadratic..... thingy.

    Outlets are nice. This is intended to be serious art, but not SERIOUS ART. If you don't like it that's cool.

    I shall go edit now.....

    Ok done....

    That felt good
     
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    BTW - I borrowed partial lines from

    Stabbing Westward
    The Pillows
    Greenday
    Yokko Kanno
    The Seatbelts
    Chrono Cross
    Mr. Big
     
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    I can't remember the last time I got a good hour of artistic writing in

    I have a headache
     
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    HA HAAAAA!! THERE IT IS!!!! :D
     
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