MAN IN BLACK

Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town, I
wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
Till things are brighter,

I'm the Man In Black

EVERYBODY NEED SOMEBODY

Don't you think that you need somebody
Don't you think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS

SEE THE ANIMAL IN IS CAGE THAT YOUR BUILT
ARE YOU SURE WHAT SIDE YOU ARE ON?

BETTER NOT LOOK INTO CLOSELY IN THE EYE
ARE YOU SURE WHAT SIDE OF THE GLASS YOU ARE ON?

SEE THE SAFETY OF THE LIFE YOU HAVE BUILT
EVERYTHING WERE IT BELONGS.

FEEL THE HOLLOWNESS INSIDE OF YOUR HEART
AND ITS ALL... RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS.

WHAT IF EVERYTHING AROUND YOU
ISNT QUITE AS IT SEEMS.

WHAT IF FULL THE WORLD YOU THINK YOU KNOW
IS AN ELABORATE DREAMS.

AND IF YOU LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION
ISNT ALL YOU WANT TO BE.

BUT IF YOU COULD LOOK RIGHT TROUGH THE CRACKS
WOULD YOU FIND YOURSELF

FIND YOURSELF AFRAID TO SEE.....


WHAT IF FULL OF WORLDS INSIDE OF YOUR HEAD
JUST CREATIONS OF YOUR OWN.

YOUR DEVILS AND YOUR GUNS
SO THE LIVING AND THE DEAD
AND YOU REALLY ALL ALONE.

YOU CAN LIVE IN THIS ILLUSION
YOU CAN CHOOSE TO BELIEVE.

YOU KEEP LOOKING
BUT YOU CANT FIND THE WOODS
ARE YOU HIDING IN THE TREES.

WHAT IF EVERYTHING AROUND YOU
ISNT QUITE AS IT SEEMS.

WHAT IF FULL THE WORLD YOU USED TO KNOW
IS AN ELABORATE DREAM.

AND IF YOU LOOK AT YOUR REFLECTION
ITS ALL YOU WANT TO BE.

WHAT IF YOU COULD LOOK RIGHT THROUGH THE CRACKS
WOULD YOU FIND YOURSELF

FIND YOURSELF AFRAID TO SEE......


OUHHHH OUHHH OUHHH OHHHHHH
OHHHHH
OUHHH
OUHHHHHH

STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven. When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west, And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who standing looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune Then the piper will lead us to reason. And a new day will dawn for those who stand long And the forests will echo with laughter. Ooh, it makes me wonder.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run There's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know, The piper's calling you to join him, Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold. And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last. When all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

LOVE

LOVE IS REAL
REAL IS LOVE.

LOVE IS FEELING
FEELING LOVE.

LOVE IS WANTING
TO BE LOVE.

LOVE IS TOUCH
TOUCH IS LOVE.

LOVE IS REACHING
REACHING LOVE.

LOVE IS ASKING
TO BE LOVE.

LOVE IS YOU
YOU AND ME???

LOVE IS KNOWING
WE CAN BE.

LOVE IS FREE
FREE IS LOVE

LOVE IS LIVING
LIVING LOVE.

LOVE IS NEEDING
TO BE LOVED.

ERASER

NEED YOU

DREAM YOU

FIND YOU

TASTE YOU

FUCK YOU

USE YOU

SCARE YOU

BREAK YOU

LOSE ME

HATE ME

SMASH ME

ERASE ME

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

KILL ME!!!!!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

Que nos paso, trato de pensar que fue lo que ocurrio, trato de dedicarte tiempo pero tienes otras cosas que hacer, no entro en tu vida, no entro en tus planes, tal vez no estaba en tu itinerario de vuelo, crees que deba terminar de pasar por tu cielo, te quiero y mucho me dices que es reciproco pero siento que ha cambiado demasiado, entiendo y comprendo la situacion, entiendo tu prioridad y la respeto por sobre todo, porque me apartas de tu vida, quiero conocer tu mundo y no me dejas, trato de escribir, trato de pensar, estas en mi mente todo el dia, no quiero ser molesto para ti, es molesto para ti mi sentir, es molesto para ti mi forma de querer, trato de cambiar mi forma de quererte, te alejas mas de mi al ser asi, al cambiar contigo, extraño tu voz, extraño tus ojos, extraño tus manos, tus dedos, tu olor, tu cabello...

Si, el amor tiene caminos extraños, tiene lugares y epocas raras, a veces no entiendo porque me cambiaste, a veces no entiendo porque te metes en mis pensamientos todo el dia, a veces no entiendo porque no te dejo de pensar en horas, a veces no entiendo el amor...

Tal vez ya te perdi y no quiero aceptarlo, tal vez nunca te tuve, tal vez perdi la guerra cuando nunca habia ganado la batalla, tal vez todo estuvo en mi imaginacion, tal vez te quise demasiado y fue mi error, no fue un error quererte como te quiero nunca es un error cuando quieres a esa persona tan sinceramente como lo hago yo, con la intensidad con la que te quiero yo...