Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Bar of Life

Part 1 (Place)

I'm thinking about my empty life so close to a tear.
Look around, and then back, give me another beer.
I analyze its content and the bottle is clear.
I turn it back and around hoping that an answer is near.
Before I used to hate the taste of it, now is like water I fear.
I drink it like I do my sorrows day by day month by month year by year.
My life before was organized stress full but my path was clear.
Now every morning not to drink any more myself I dare.

The bottle is clear but its content still trapped in a cell of glass.
Like my life, like when i was little in my first in class.
No door would open by its self even though I used all my mass.
I would love to be free like the rest to lay down in the grass.
I used to be the smart one, but great personalities always pass,
and now because I'm stuck with this drink I'm last.
I been coming to this bar for about 6 years for some ass.
Ones I found it but it wasn't time and now all of that I surpass.

Part 2 (Meeting)

What was I thinking no matter what she's still dust.
First she cares then she don't what am i to trust.
She plays with our dumb thoughts.
If I was to see her out there I would be disgust.
But this his her ground and I'm full of lust.
I have to use mine before it gets rust.
Last indeed finding sympathy that I lost,
way back when everything in my life was just.

She claims attention and demands her drink so we are stuck.
In one side a money needing crook in the other our bad luck.
Her clock is ticking and every moment is a dollar but mine I broke.
She promise a lot of fun on every turn but by then she hopes you'll be drunk.
Like must we all are or so she thinks because she has turn the block.
Old enough to have jumped up on more than many one cock.
But she tells us she likes a good book,
and that someday with me she would make a good cook.

Part 3 (Commitment)

May you kiss the one who you please
no matter the style nor the place
if you are the one she pick for cares
you'll make the happiest verse
Ones and again together with no end
I bless the love send to my doors to my hart mend.
But I would understand her and care
and also for her all pain I must bare.
I dare dee to stand between me and her
I won't care blood I would share is it clear?
Oh dear please don't fear
I wont make fall not even a tear
I'm here to make you happy, because I love to have you near.