your lyrics

[Freakboy]

id like to hear some of the lyrics/poems you people have written! i have thoughtfully distributed my lyrices like dishwashers to you wonderful sumdiddlers now its your turn!!

[William]

There once was a young minotaur of the generic brand, his name was God but his friends called him make believe.
He never saw the daylight and the darkness made him bleed.
He stayed inbetween the black and white on the hollow half of the planet Gray.
He tried to grow a seed. The seed was made of rainbows, flowers and sorrow everything he could ever forget to need.
He planted the seed in the mud and would wallow aimlessly as it grew.
It never grew an inch or two but it was bigger then the moon.
God the minotaur loved to think and eat his own words.
It waited and waited for the moon seed to grow and grow it did.
It grew into a little mute bird who did nothing but try to dance and sing.
Its wings were broke, its legs were gone and its voice could but barely ring.
As it cried its muddy tears the bird could not move an inch but its eyes could see it all.
It saw the gray, the mud, the minotaur and moon below never grown but still not small
It loved what it saw it loved it all and died right there in the gardens of the gray.
The minotaur cried when the wide eyed bird fell dead.
He didn't know what to do next he sat alone depressed and vexed until and idea came to its head.
He jumped right up and out of the mud and began to build a hole.
Fathoms beneath the hollow planet he dug and shattered his soul
He scattered his spirit across the garden using his shovel made of mud.
After years of digging the planet was gone and the little birds body had moved on as God the Minotaur died alone in the gardens of the Gray.

[oblio]

on a mountain high, we're aiming towards the distant sky
on our failing knees, clinging is our enemies
snow fell, it blocked the sun, hiding us from everyone
but your scent it has a voice and bringing you here was my choice
so where do we go from here? do we go down to face our fears?
or do we go up to die? to be judged by the giant eye.
a cry is all i need, to get you far away from me
through my feet i see, we're living here in infamy
in tides of desperate seas, i'm splitting from a part of me
the waves hit my failing hull, piercing through my breaking skull
they sing me melodies, my life needs many more of these
the earth stays pure and clean despite my life of infamy

a vat of courtesy is spilling inside of me
replanting all my seeds, ignoring my desired needs
rewrites all my memories beginning with my infancy
the hilltop of planted seeds are shaded by the current trees

i am a gift for you in wrapping that you can see through
but you dont open me because inside is not mystery
i am the embassy for the land of past discovery
but how can you achieve by being everything you see
i fly empty planes and i crash them into the urban plains
they're all underneath the shield, living in their secure fields
i drag my feet in sand, and i am not cut out for this land
can't i ever flee, from living in this infamy

[symphonic_ant]

"light beams"

Sitting on the forefront
comets racing near above
grabbing sudden light beams
bend 'em with cosmic love

They don't brake
I stay awake
eyeing them as they go [oh, ohhhh~~~]

Movement
of my position
it's a fixed transition
never been able to grasp

Movement
of the light beams
subtle power so it seams
never been able to grasp

[Freakboy]

wow those were all really good, and william what were you on!?
(it must be wonderful)