breaking news

This is the word vomit that divulges itself when I listen to Parade and decide to do a theme of news and weather. Some neat parts, but sort of loses momentum at the end. I like some of the images though, just not all. I may come back to this one later.

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i heard the news and i threw it across the room
i thought it out and i tossed it out the window
i see it happening and it all to much to bear
so i pitched it down the stairs
cause i know i can see you anywhere
i look around my room, i tend to stare
in my life i see you everywhere
the weatherman forecasts heavy rain
cover stories propose a pound of hurt
CNN says to prepare for the worst
and so i shut the TV off.
cause i know i can see you anywhere
i look around my life, which i never share
in my world i see you everywhere
and there are times i doubt the sidewalk is solid right in front of me
and there are times i feel the car start to drive itself
and there are times when i don't feel anything except how i know i feel when i'm with you
gossips taunting me about the end of days
i won't flinch i'll stand and take the strikes
and prove the fakers wrong for all the years of strife.
cause i can see you anywhere
i see you floating in the air
in an aerospace affair
you're competing with the clouds
in a game of truth or dare
i'm falling to the ground as i watch you slip away
saying a prayer to myself that i know i won't betray
and as i pass on through the rain
and the lightning in the sky
i pull my chute and am relieved to
see you with me standing by
i don't think you'll pitch me down the stairs.
i don't think you'll toss me out the window
cause maybe you see me everywhere

Green Hill Zone

I was listening to some old piano music and wondering why some themes had never had lyrics written to them. So...I took one and put words to it. For the sake of good detective work, I won't tell you which one. The title should give it away instantly though.

For the record, I'm unhappy with the end result, but hey, the process is what this exercise is all about. Not the product.

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these shoes make my feet feel faster
but i'm sinking like jacob astor
i won't go down with the ship, no
though i don't know where to go
everything feels so robotic
even creatures in the life aquatic
i'll jump them, setting them free
spinning is the best way to see

one day i'll be glowing so bright
and you'll see me in a new light

what a rush!

i'm miles ahead of you now
i'll wait up, we'll make it through somehow
through green hill, marble, to star light
blasting off an all terrain flight
together we'll soldier on to
a future we've both clung onto
these white gloves are never dirty
finished this stage just under three-thirty