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Category Archives: Lyrics

Metaphorically Dead

In your eyes
I see the inner fire
What a beautiful day to throw away
What a beautiful day.
Dream tongiht
I see myself destroy
What a tragical day to go away
What a tragical day.
Bridge:
You see me cry
Cry in the rain
Cry, cry, cry
Chorus:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
You count the days that I’ve been dead
The wisdom wish inside your...

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Breaking the Waves

When I come home
And walk the streets of ghostliness
Dreaming concise
To see the light
Never again from this charade I play alone
Hooked on some Mary Jane and deep red wine
You followed me down tonight
Close the secrets that lie
Chorus:
Breaking the waves in the maze of my old enemies
Truly believe in what I see
Better go down on your knees
If...

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Yet another love song

Musician’s note: One of my favourite pieces of all that I’ve composed.
When I say that you don’t mean everything
you’re speaking does it really matter really
cos if you were lying deeply inside a dream
and when I look into your eyes all I try to see
is a picture of you and me
holding hands and walking by the...

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Secret

Musician’s note: A fictitious piece about secret lovers.
Whisper with your fingers
On the strings, your Stratocaster
Tastes like mead upon my lips
Walking like a willow through the leaves
I long to steal a tempered kiss
Upon my lips
Bridge 1:
Now the day has turned into the night
Silent longing has filled me with fright
Across the room
We share a secret moment
Breathless, like...

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Michael

Musician’s note: After I got it on with a beautiful man named Michael many, many years ago, I wrote this song for the heck of it after I found out he was a jerk.
Affirmation, physical attraction
Seems so much more
And what is it for?
I’m a harlot, you’re the buyer
Stripping me bare like you skin a hare
Hey...

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Not the Village Idiot

Musician’s note: I wrote this song after when I was in secondary school. I went with my mother to pick up my cousin, who is mentally-retarded, from school and we found a group of boys laughing and mocking him. The only person who had bothered to stand up for him was a girl in his...

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