Puzzled by people

Love is the answer.

I’m pretty good at puzzles but puzzled by people
and I don’t trouble trouble and trouble don’t trouble me.
Stare at the paper, fold it in two
facing the walls are the soles of my shoes.

Sometimes you have to find out for yourself.
Sometimes you need to be told.
Sometimes you never find the answer.

We never had a crossword (crossed word)
My words got lost and you never heard
I’m 2 (too) down you’re one across the room
Beginning with I and ending in U
beginning in my eye and ending as an X
leaves a bad taste in my mouth
To think of you again like the bad taste leaking from the ink in my pen
doodle at the side as I do to life
choosing to lose time instead of doing what I like
Starts off black and white and lacking in life
until pen in blue lends it a hue.

Puzzled by people
loving isn’t easy
you can’t google the solutions to people’s feelings

Sometimes you have to find out for yourself.
Sometimes you need to be told.
Sometimes you never find the answer.

Chewing on the pen
2 down again
not enough letters for the clue in my head
Lost in thought, never been there before
with the turn of a pun on the tip of my tongue
the freshest memory will fail to recall
as well as the messiest, faded scrawl

Love is the answer.
[Repeat Pre-Chorus & Chorus]

You hit me once

You hit me once
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
Then I set fire to our bed

You hit me once
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
Then I set fire to our bed

My black eye casts no shadow
Your red eye sees nothing
Your slaps don’t stick
Your kicks don’t hit
So we remain the same
love sticks
sweat drips
break the lock if it don’t fit

A kick in the teeth is good for some
A kiss with a fist is better than none

A kiss with a fist is better than none

I broke your jaw once before
I spilled your blood upon the floor
You broke my leg in return
so let’s sit back and watch the bed burn
love sticks
sweat drips
break the lock if it don’t fit

A kick in the teeth is good for some
A kiss with a fist is better than none

A kiss with a fist is better than none

You hit me once
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
Then I set fire to our bed

You hit me once
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
Then I set fire to our bed

How 2 b dead

Please don’t go crazy, if I tell you the truth
No you don’t know what happened
And you never will if
You don’t listen to me while I talk to the wall
This blanket is freezing, it’s been out in the hall
Where you’ve had me for hours
Till I’m sure what I want
But darling I want the same thing that I wanted before
So sweetheart tell me what’s up I won’t stop, no way

Please keep your hands down
And stop raising your voice
It’s hardly what I’d be doing if you gave me a choice
It’s a simple suggestion can you give me sometime
So just say yes or no
Why can’t you shoulder the blame
Coz both my shoulders are heavy
From the weight of us both
You’re a big boy now so let’s not talk about growth
You’ve not heard a single word I have said…
Oh, my God

Please take it easy it can’t all be my fault
I haven’t made half the mistakes
That you’ve listed so far
Oh baby let me explain something
It’s all down to drugs
At least I remember taking them and not a lot else
It seems I’ve stepped over lines
You’ve drawn again and again
But if the ecstacy’s in the wit is definitely out
Dr. Jekyll is wrestling Hyde for my pride

A quoi bon dire

A female hand joins with male hand to form a heart.

Seventeen years ago you said
Something that sounded like Good-bye;
And everybody thinks that you are dead,
But I.

So I, as I grow stiff and cold
To this and that say Good-bye too;
And everybody sees that I am old
But you.

And one fine morning in a sunny lane
Some boy and girl will meet and kiss and swear
That nobody can love their way again
While over there
You will have smiled, I shall have tossed your hair.

Charlotte Mew (1869 – 1928).

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
- Christina Rossetti.

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

I walked across an empty land,
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand.
I felt the earth beneath my feet,
Sat by the river and it made me complete.
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in,
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

I came across a fallen tree,
I felt the branches of it looking at me.
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you’re gonna let me in,
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

So if you have a minute why don’t we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don’t we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know.

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I’m getting old and I need something to rely on.
So tell me when you gonna let me in,
I’m getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.
So if you have a minute why don’t we go,
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything.
So why don’t we go, so why don’t we go,

Hmmm yea,

This could be the end of everything.
So why don’t we go, somewhere only we know,
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know.

– Keane – Somewhere Only We Know

Are we the last living souls

Take a gun
Or how you say
That’s no way
To behave

But just as long you need the gear
So sing a song that doesn’t sin
It grows
Hey, you know

Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls
Are we the last to get away
To some another day
Or do we know
Well we know
Doesn’t seem to be complete
Are we

Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls
Are we the last living souls

Get up, get up, get up, get up….

- Gorillaz – last living souls.

Busy with Many Jobs

Busy with very urgent jobs
I forgot
one also has
to die

irresponsible
I kept neglecting that duty
or performed it
perfunctorily

as from tomorrow
things will be different

I’ll start dying meticulously
wisely optimistically
without wasting time

- Tadeusz Rozeewicz.

The man who sold the world

We passed upon the stair, spoke of was and when
Although I wasn’t there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form or land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare, we walked a million hills
I must have died alone, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
I never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world

I was walking the other day

I was walking.
Click, clack went the sound of her heals,
stopped and stared at me as I passed.
We were smoking cigarettes that night.
The smell of perfume in the air was quite distinct.
Theres something about the image I just quite dig.
Maybe it was the light that caught the eye
or the moonlight that caught the thigh.
Either way it was a warm night.
Last forever, oh, how I wish it did.

Y.V 2005-10