every piece of dirt
all blades of steel or green or brown dead grass
speak
the wall here is red
that wall there is over-there-blue
while this floor has totally evaporated
the clock
all trees fell or seedlings dream of birds & nests
wind & rain
they do sing this exact tune
even the dandelions bothering some people
the windows shout like real
they do eat sunshine
they do consume to survive
like an enterprise
butterflies train like screaming whistles
cold steel rails flying gently do not guide wheels as seemed
but more like throwing down a guided atlas
flooded with peaks
blasting off into a different realm
every board
every piece of furniture says stop
every potholder
all white clouds dump thoughts
all fence posts
every electrical motor or gas engine
uses rain as chemicals from gods
to draw pictures for communicational purposes
very very very similar to a blasted off rocket
with aerial messages closing in on humanity
and as loud as rock
as powerful as canyon echoing out-through all our roars
every colorful
This is mind bending, Chadwick- you've outdone yourself here! Fantastic. I just can't say enough about this one- it draws me back to read again and again.
i wouldn't say i outdone myself as i did not. it probably though does deserve its very own thread, however i was listening to a young man on video tell his tale on using the psychedelic drug, DMT. as he told his experiences i had to write my version of the few things he has said to the interviewer. i have never saw DMT so i truly haven't a clue from obviously having zero experience with the psychedelic. DMT grows in the rainforest down in south america in some tree's roots (mimosa/ayahuasca) & in its bark. natives to the area (brazil) been drinking the magical potion for centuries.
the dude in the interview said it makes everything speak to him...every single thing would be alive.
This is a song I wrote that is on our new album "Technocracy." I lost someone close to heroine and this was the inspiration behind "Falling Off"
No need to talk about it
Don't even think about it
You can't understand it
and never want to feel it
Why don't you stay away,
and save it for a rainy day
Don't want you coming around
When all you do is drag me down
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
I can't seem to make it stick
Like this habit I have to kick
I can't stop, can't get enough
Why do you go and make it so tough
I don't want to talk or hear why
You're feeling sick? Well so am I
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
I try and try to tune you out
But all you do is scream and shout
I lay back my mind goes blank
I'm laying there with nothing in the tank
I try but it will never leave
Do I have anything up my sleeve
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
This is a song I wrote that is on our new album "Technocracy." I lost someone close to heroine and this was the inspiration behind "Falling Off"
No need to talk about it
Don't even think about it
You can't understand it
and never want to feel it
Why don't you stay away,
and save it for a rainy day
Don't want you coming around
When all you do is drag me down
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
I can't seem to make it stick
Like this habit I have to kick
I can't stop, can't get enough
Why do you go and make it so tough
I don't want to talk or hear why
You're feeling sick? Well so am I
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
I try and try to tune you out
But all you do is scream and shout
I lay back my mind goes blank
I'm laying there with nothing in the tank
I try but it will never leave
Do I have anything up my sleeve
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
We are on iTunes. Or you can Facebook "Faux Paul" and click on the music store app to check out before you buy if you like it. All the links are in the thread for my band in this forum. It's still on page 1. Thanks so much for your interest.
We are on iTunes. Or you can Facebook "Faux Paul" and click on the music store app to check out before you buy if you like it. All the links are in the thread for my band in this forum. It's still on page 1. Thanks so much for your interest.
i have no facebook account & have no frickin idea what a iTunes is.
i'd slay the dragon for his dreams
i'd slay the dragon for his dreams
for all the jewels in this serpent's cave
i'd slay the fucker
then i could smoke opium with simple peasants & be a raging addict in ancient china for all the gold in this dragon's cave
for all the pearls dangling in my eyes
please just allow me abundance in lethargy
a state of unconsciousness resembling deep dreaming
inside my destroyed shoes
a simple wish a simple blessing
no more pain
none are aches
not are throbbing bones
solid creamy clouds of delicate bliss given by mystical dreams
in today's day & age
if i could just fix everything broken
sleep a longtime
We are on iTunes. Or you can Facebook "Faux Paul" and click on the music store app to check out before you buy if you like it. All the links are in the thread for my band in this forum. It's still on page 1. Thanks so much for your interest.
i have no facebook account & have no frickin idea what a iTunes is.
Go to http://www.cdbaby.com and just search Faux Paul. Sorry, I haven't been on in a few days.
gold & silver leaves
play around with my head
i am told here
i am pulled there
here goes dreams & wind
bottles last longer than
& the winged song devours quickly
the roadside carcass as empty as mine
matching like a miserable evening
dying unexpectedly
so what do we get
the hand lays the magic down
trouble soon then knocks against broken windows
our eyes painted open
cold & rain following home
or was it our attendence on these steel rails
guided along by being brought back to the ending
it is this finish line
just sleeping away
ours will be delivered by a hanging
the lady with her fan will slip
she will fall
those gold & silver leaves will be swept
crows will romance this night
while old tree bark grays out as touched by moon down shine
this misfortunate air will not last
the wind knows this calamity will soon be complete
as toxic filled cups cover up
frost & the goodtimes call home
but no one answers
it is this dead cross
electric hidden stars
& the open seas
giving us our world back
to bad we went done to another deadly feast
fucking hate you demons filled in their small box this is my bloodfield why can't i stop dripping bloodthirsty bastards chase after me always always
do not recollect peaceful days or nights with effort i am destroying myself as usual the wanting is aching pain tests this very willesspower selfcontrol is as worthless as these shit stained walls dying with rotten fruit & grotesque trees yes hatred mirror hangs there crooked all the way always always
loathing my alienation fucking hate you fucking no care (this is) fulltilt frothing insanity please fucking leave me alone "fucking slice your throat," monsters call
exhausted my own skin i just drop into surrender fucking hate you always i do always
when was it fun? it's the god damn demons screaming kicking me in the nuts stomping my throat in i admit a beast of my own is this just wanna stop someone or some thing else of many drives my bones on my magnitude is fractured even magnolia twists my skull into a pretzel
brittle fucking hate you always
the sleep machine chaotic infront of the sun but now everything is broke pond death all steps taken are truly empty the waltz of alcohol fucking hate you the waltz of alcohol fuck you... you fuck me waltz of alcohol always i fucking hate you
gifted wine aint no good here yeah im goin away must be, it's all gone (that didn't take long) four days went bye, not anything now tonight things change to bullshit thanks for dwelling in deep shit & piss in my personal opinion, him & his wine bottles are fucked just like me
love is a term used loosely lust, momentarily consumes heartache lasts forever passion fades like flames friends support when you need foes bring out your truth one small moment, one small action, one thing that pours out these consuming with vengeful rage
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
beware the brave a rusty barbed-wire fence wind beaten frozen cold under this night's moon alone somehow still standing fields outreaching hold up each return witnessed battles torn their meat across you blood flowing down throats of war
a miserable day today's sunlight done gone off in sadness as a sweeping misshapen wire is held by one crow
soon he'll come back the fire will rise & fear will fall tears here or there each post of hedge as aged bone the man of lost & confusion crawls & begs here
above purple alfalfa's love flower destruction all around comes down rain can be so many different jabs as beautiful as she is corrosion rolls along hillside after hillside touching wind like hair having nothing but misplacement across
the flesh given is the flesh ripped out replaced by infection another brother falls guns blazing with no sound all clouds cry
glasses rise fire goes down soon another blind bout where dead brown & yellow weeds have clogged the fence
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i wouldn't say i outdone myself as i did not. it probably though does deserve its very own thread, however i was listening to a young man on video tell his tale on using the psychedelic drug, DMT. as he told his experiences i had to write my version of the few things he has said to the interviewer. i have never saw DMT so i truly haven't a clue from obviously having zero experience with the psychedelic. DMT grows in the rainforest down in south america in some tree's roots (mimosa/ayahuasca) & in its bark. natives to the area (brazil) been drinking the magical potion for centuries.
the dude in the interview said it makes everything speak to him...every single thing would be alive.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
No need to talk about it
Don't even think about it
You can't understand it
and never want to feel it
Why don't you stay away,
and save it for a rainy day
Don't want you coming around
When all you do is drag me down
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
I can't seem to make it stick
Like this habit I have to kick
I can't stop, can't get enough
Why do you go and make it so tough
I don't want to talk or hear why
You're feeling sick? Well so am I
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
I try and try to tune you out
But all you do is scream and shout
I lay back my mind goes blank
I'm laying there with nothing in the tank
I try but it will never leave
Do I have anything up my sleeve
I appreciate the ear you're lending
The falling off is never ending
No need to talk about it.
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"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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More to Come....
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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i'd slay the dragon for his dreams
for all the jewels in this serpent's cave
i'd slay the fucker
then i could smoke opium with simple peasants & be a raging addict in ancient china for all the gold in this dragon's cave
for all the pearls dangling in my eyes
please just allow me abundance in lethargy
a state of unconsciousness resembling deep dreaming
inside my destroyed shoes
a simple wish a simple blessing
no more pain
none are aches
not are throbbing bones
solid creamy clouds of delicate bliss given by mystical dreams
in today's day & age
if i could just fix everything broken
sleep a longtime
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Go to http://www.cdbaby.com and just search Faux Paul. Sorry, I haven't been on in a few days.
8/15/92, 9/28/96, 8/28/98, 8/29/98, 9/18/98, 8/3/00, 8/9/00, 8/10/00, 8/23/00, 8/25/00, 9/1/00, 9/2/00, 4/28/03, 6/18/03, 7/5/03, 7/6/03, 10/1/04, 10/3/05, 6/19/08, 10/27/09, 10/31/09, 5/21/10, 9/3/11, 9/4/11, 10/21/13
More to Come....
gold & silver leaves
play around with my head
i am told here
i am pulled there
here goes dreams & wind
bottles last longer than
& the winged song devours quickly
the roadside carcass as empty as mine
matching like a miserable evening
dying unexpectedly
so what do we get
the hand lays the magic down
trouble soon then knocks against broken windows
our eyes painted open
cold & rain following home
or was it our attendence on these steel rails
guided along by being brought back to the ending
it is this finish line
just sleeping away
ours will be delivered by a hanging
the lady with her fan will slip
she will fall
those gold & silver leaves will be swept
crows will romance this night
while old tree bark grays out as touched by moon down shine
this misfortunate air will not last
the wind knows this calamity will soon be complete
as toxic filled cups cover up
frost & the goodtimes call home
but no one answers
it is this dead cross
electric hidden stars
& the open seas
giving us our world back
to bad we went done to another deadly feast
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
a round tree rolls through blue
you can't even blink that fast
how will you count
stones 1 2 3
how will you play
sticks
flower
as beautiful as her hair
flowing like gardens on sunbeams
balanced across earth as if vines of grapes sing
knocking knocking
just don't know
roots are boots
each bird making rain
ask your brother for drums
now throw the fucking globe
hang crosses like apples feeding worms
drive spikes
give to death your best
just avoid nothing
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
demons filled in their small box
this is my bloodfield
why can't i stop
dripping bloodthirsty bastards chase after me always
always
do not recollect peaceful days or nights
with effort i am destroying myself as usual
the wanting is aching
pain tests this very willesspower
selfcontrol is as worthless as these shit stained walls
dying with rotten fruit & grotesque trees
yes hatred mirror hangs there crooked all the way
always
always
loathing my alienation
fucking hate you
fucking no care
(this is) fulltilt frothing insanity
please fucking leave me alone
"fucking slice your throat," monsters call
exhausted my own skin
i just drop into surrender
fucking hate you
always i do
always
when was it fun?
it's the god damn demons screaming
kicking me in the nuts
stomping my throat in
i admit a beast of my own is this
just wanna stop
someone or some thing else of many drives my bones on
my magnitude is fractured
even magnolia twists my skull into a pretzel
brittle
fucking hate you
always
the sleep machine chaotic infront of the sun
but now everything is broke
pond death
all steps taken are truly empty
the waltz of alcohol
fucking hate you
the waltz of alcohol
fuck you... you fuck me
waltz of alcohol
always
i fucking hate you
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
all ever knew were problems
twisterhead goes off like spun pathetic (disarray)
but gentle flowers stand
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
yeah im goin away
must be, it's all gone (that didn't take long)
four days went bye, not anything
now tonight things change to bullshit
thanks for dwelling in deep shit & piss
in my personal opinion, him & his wine bottles are fucked just like me
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
you're a fucking idiot
imagine glass speajking to flesh like this
or vice a versa
it's all the same sucking bullshit
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
lust, momentarily consumes
heartache lasts forever
passion fades like flames
friends support when you need
foes bring out your truth
one small moment,
one small action,
one thing that pours out these
consuming with vengeful rage
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
a rusty barbed-wire fence
wind beaten frozen
cold under this night's moon alone
somehow still standing fields outreaching hold up each return
witnessed battles torn their meat across you
blood flowing down throats of war
a miserable day
today's sunlight done
gone off in sadness
as a sweeping misshapen wire
is held by one crow
soon he'll come back
the fire will rise & fear will fall
tears here or there
each post of hedge as aged bone
the man of lost & confusion
crawls & begs here
above purple alfalfa's love flower
destruction all around comes down
rain can be so many different jabs
as beautiful as she is
corrosion rolls along
hillside after hillside
touching wind like hair
having nothing but misplacement across
the flesh given is the flesh
ripped out replaced by infection
another brother falls
guns blazing with no sound
all clouds cry
glasses rise
fire goes down
soon another blind bout
where dead brown & yellow weeds have clogged the fence
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce