Out In The Rain

A new song for y'all to check out. Enjoy!

Out In The Rain

And so it was that this began,

Seems so long ago that we ran,

Away from there, that awful town,

Still can't escape that dreadful sound,

Rings like alarms bells in our heads,

Whilst we sleep in our beds,

If only this curse would cure itself, dear,

All our troubles would disappear,

But it's well known that those who've left,

Have heard the noise but fallen deaf,

'Cause they say love's a blinding thing,

Whereby you store your emotions in,

Could it be true that we will stumble?,

'Cause surely with you I'd never grumble?,

We were matched together, so alike,

Shared the same dreams and the same psych,

That place had left our feelings broken,

Out in the rain, cold and soaking,

Now we're here it's warm and new,

And God knows, that I love you.

Come Over (Take My Hand)

Leafing through my pad I found this, I'd forgotten to type it up. Better late than never!

Come Over (Take My Hand)

Come over, take my hand,
We'll take a walk through the sand,
You'll whisper to me;

"Will you leave me if I say,
I didn't really want to stay,
But now I do?",

I'll stop and look towards the sea,
And say there's nowhere I can be,
But by your side,

The night will vanish like the wind,
We'll see our lives that have spinned,
Beyond control,

When the sun hits the sky,
We'll question why we try,
To keep ahead,

Well I guess I was never kind,
That my love for you was blind,
Until I lost you,

Now I see with clarity,
What a fool I must have been,
To let you leave,

Come over, take my hand,
We'll take a walk through the sand,
You'll lean in and kiss me.

Sorry

Cheerful, eh?

Sorry

I know you don’t want to see me,
I know that I’ve been too unkind,
But if you’ll only listen to what I have to say,
I think that you’ll change your mind,

I’ve been thinking things over again,
I’ve been told to move on in my life,
But these feelings refuse to leave me,
My mind is on the edge of a knife,

I realise we’ve never seen eye to eye,
And that we rarely ever agree,
But if I can’t change to what they’ve wanted,
Then I guess I’ll stick to being me,

Now things aren’t exactly perfect,
God only knows why I try,
When it’s obvious to everyone it’s pointless,
I can’t help but let out a sigh,

I never had the balls to let love grow,
My heart though is always true,
So let’s get together and talk about this,
And hope that my message gets through,

In the beginning I thought I had a chance,
Oh what a fool I’ve been,
If only my feelings made sense to me,
If only they could have seen,

Well this is me saying sorry,
For wasting all of your time,
So if I can’t be a part of your life,
Maybe I should take mine.

Love Wrought Pain (Brought In Vain)

Another song I look back on and don't criticise too much, was pretty happy with it when I wrote it and I got some positive reviews from friends when I put it up on Facebook.

Love Wrought Pain (Brought In Vain)

Love, hurt, pain and sorrow,
Envy, schizophrenia, feelings borrowed,
One girl, one kiss, to set this feud,
Between heart and head, emotions chewed,

My insides spat out,
My mind is frazzled,
If emotions were theatre,
My act would've dazzled,

But I sit alone reminiscing on past events,
When on pen and paper my feelings went,
I can't get to sleep with my eyes teary,
I can't shut my eyes with my vision bleary,

There's nothing can be done but sit and wallow,
In my self pity with my insides hollow,
Dug up is the grave of love got over,
The ashes ignite and begin to smoulder,

I tell myself countless times,
That love is a bell and feelings its chimes,
It can seem like sweet melancholy,
But underneath hides its folly,

I am torn with grief and visibly distraught,
Because love is an emotion where pain is wrought,
If by some miracle storm would turn to blue,
I could see a bright future for me and you.

Speak Your Mind

Quite often with my songs I'll like them when I've just written them, slap 'em on Facebook and then end up thinking they're awful but this one I still like.

Speak Your Mind 8/7/10

Speak your mind, dear,
It’s all you’ve got left,
Awaken the fear that I’ve kept from your theft,
Speak your mind, dear,
‘Cause I’ll soon speak mine,
Pick up the courage that I’ve left behind,

So feeble is the will of those you call friends,
That they’ll leave you as soon as this façade ends,
They can’t hear the voices inside of your head,
And they can’t understand why you cry in your bed,

But I see you look on with plaintive forlorn,
At the new emotions I see you have born,
You wish the threat of shame would be rid,
But the route to your heart you keep a tight lid,

Speak your mind, dear,
It’s all you’ve got left,
Awaken the fear that I’ve kept from your theft,
Speak your mind, dear,
‘Cause it’ll soon be mine,
Pick up the courage that I’ve left behind,

You had a taste of freedom but that’s all it will be,
You’re trapped you know, and in time you will see,
That love is a bond that isn’t easily broken,
These are the truths you’ll finally choke on,

Speak, your mind,
In time, you’ll be mine,
Speak, your mind,
And then, you see, you’ll be fine.

Sinful Coward (Prone To Lose)

Wrote this one ages ago, there'll be a load of songs coming up that I've put on Facebook but not here!

Sinful Coward (Prone to Lose)

I wish you could understand,
How it feels to love another,
Not your sister or your brother,
Your father or your mother,
But a girl who’s really funny,
Make the room feel all sunny,
And to know you’ll never get her,
But yet you just can’t forget her,
When, under so much pressure,
You realise that there’s beauty in the skies,
Fuck it, there’s beauty in your eyes,
And I ain’t sayin’ that to be corny,
Nor am I say it ‘cause I’m horny,
It’s a sin to practice lust,
But it ain’t like me to trust,
Any other than who I love,
Because lately I feel above,
But it won’t last, I know,
And I’ll be back, depressive state,
A form I can’t help hate,

Can’t stay but I can’t leave,
I love you but I can’t believe,
Nothing for this now, I,
Head in hands I’ll cry,

I want to scream out,
Tell you why I’m about,
But that means all hell,
And… Well, I want you to be happy,
And if that means sacrificing me,
Let it be, ‘cause I know it can’t be,
Won’t let myself release my pain,
If I do there’s nought to gain,
Love’s warm like summer rain,
But I can’t show my pain,
‘Cause no one understands it,
Though they’ll happily criticise it,
So I think I’ll just deny it,

I guess I’m just bad news,
I guess I’m prone to lose,
All that try to get near,
‘Cause they won’t see my fear,
I spoil it all, I let them down,
I did all this, I let them drown,
I make everyone hurt,
I don’t mean to,
While they give me love, I
give them dirt,
There’s blood on my top,
Can’t get that stain loose,
They’ll get me and chop,
Through my lies and neck in noose,
I’ll confess all to be said,
I’ll be the sinful coward,
Drenched in red,
Worst is I deserve it,
That I’ll readily admit,
So I guess I’m for it,
That I won’t admit.

End of an Era

The last couple of posts have been my songs, so I guess I'll take a break from releasing that stuff (and there's a lot of it) to talk about something recent!

I'm at the end of my career at my current school. It seems that all I'm thinking about at the moment is the last five years, the dreaded exam results and what will change in the next few months. I'm hopefully (and I use that word carefully) going to be starting a new school in September. A few of my friends will be joining me if I do, and I have friends there already, but I can't help feel there's going to be a significant change in interaction between me and the friends I'm leaving behind. We all seem to be pulling the wool over our own eyes and living under the facade that nothing will change. In reality, we all know that life is going to change dramatically in the next couple of years, we're going to lose old friends, gain new friends and it's going to be strange.

We've all grown up over the last few years but I have the feeling that when we begin the next school year, especially for those who are moving schools, we will return to a state of immaturity. We'll be starting all over again and the friendship between the people who will be doing this will become closer than ever before!

With the World Cup group stages underway, I remember that this sporting event has marked the beginning and end of my life at my current school. When I started in the 2005/6 school year the World Cup was back, and in this 2009/10 school year it has returned. The mass hysteria will only heighten the excitement of the upcoming extended summer and I can see myself really getting back into football for the first time in four years (it would have been two if we'd avoided the catastrophe that was England not qualifying for Euro 08!).

So, I guess this year I'll be relacing my boots and rekindling my passion for the beautiful game! See you on the pitch (;

KeywoodJones