break out and run

somtimes I wanna
sometimes I need to
sometimes I wanna
sometimes I need to

Break out and run
fast down the streets
past all the streets
fast through the woods
hoods to my back
no more concrete
feet on the grass
rain on my chest
lung start to burn
pain is what's left
fir in my heart
rain on my chest
looking at an empty sky
hello
is god still there

tired rebel

I see ya youn boy
guitar in your hands
fire in your heart
wanna take the world
don't know where to start

You feel it beaten out of you everyday
as responsibilities outweigh freedoms
what was the one song
we used to sing at the top of our lungs
feeling so high we were hung by the clouds in the sky

you see a battle that can't be won
you thought your laurels were enough to rest on
and there you sit on top of Mt. Laurel
king everthing nothing

guitars and guts

guitar stings were made of guts
stretched over a wooden instrument
and vibrated to make sound

freestyle may 30 2010

What one set you free
somehow now is your cage
I understand sympathize your rage
tell one joke
and they put you on a stage
prod you with a stick
and its you to entertain
they dont' know since then
that I've changed
put me in a mold and I'll break that
it's only a cacoon cause soon Ill sing a new tune
in a new clef
driving by and the only thing you hear is the bass clef