Get Real Ain't My Line.

There are times when i feel high
No this feelin aint wine
These are times when i realize what a friggin genius am i
Curse the mornins for stealin the feelin
I just want to be a king in my dreams
For Get Real ain't my line.

Livin a fantasy’s such a fantastic idea
And not havin a fantastic temperament’s such a pain
But what the heck n why do i care
I’ll just curse the world
n live in this blissful bubble
that i just created for myself.

I love vacuums where theres so much space n nothin at all
I think for some time i’ll just sit here n relax
I’m tired of thinking
I think i’ll just be for sometime.

Marvelling at the thoughts provoked by
this induced thoughtlessness is so unnerving
the silence here is so soothing
I think i can hear what this silence’s sayin to me
It says when you feel low you can come to me
Coz i know you for who you are.

I always knew theres sanity somewhere out there
I think i just discovered it right now
It exists where nothin else does
I love vacuums where theres so much space n nothin at all
I just want to be a king in my dreams
For Get Real ain't my line.

A Flight in a Moment of Freedom

All this time i've done as i was told
Oh how can you not see i've lived by your rules
But for this moment let the rule be mine

I've wasted enough time just hanging on
But now i want to fly

All this time i've lived according to what you thought was practical
Oh how can you not see
How this practicality is practically choking me
But for this moment i want to breathe
If only for a moment let insanity be my oxygen

I've wasted enough time just hanging on
But now i want to fly

All this time you've trained me to ace this rat race
Oh how can you not see i had dreams to chase
Steady but restrained is the story of my life
But for this moment i refuse to walk the line

I've wasted enough time just hanging on
But now i want to fly

All this time you made me worship stability as the highest virtue
Oh how can you not see i am stuck not stable
For this moment let me risk it all
If only for a moment set me free

Oh how can you not see
I've wasted enough time just hanging on
But now i want to fly

I've wasted enough time just hanging on
But now i want to fly.

Theres a story behind each line

I used an anti-ageing cream
slowly though the little wrinkle still crept in

Lord intended my face to be an open book
but i used surgery to overlook

I then began to realize
there's a story behind each line

God evaluated my deeds
then drew lines of sorrow remorse or relief

Wrinkles are symptoms not the disease
botox only an option to hide than reveal

I grew old with each day spent
nature sketched while i slept

Each passing day presented a new hindrance
result then displayed on my countenance

Karma is the only way to pass this test
let the artist take care of rest.

Is it about reaching out or connecting within

Is it the calm of an endless ocean
or the solitude of that cloud in the sky

Is it the sound of a river
or the lightning in the sky

Is it the droplet on a petal
or the wings of a butterfly

Is it the yellowness of the first ray through that tree
or the pinkness of the twilight sky

Is it the wetness of the snow that clads the mountain
or the thirst of the desert sand

Is it the lushness of a green jungle
or the crumble of an autumn leaf

Is it the first cry of a new life
or the relief on the wrinkled face about to say goodbye

Is it the begining of a new era
or the end of an age

Is it about reaching out
or connecting within.