And Law is Just a Path to Herd Us Over the Cliff

Posted on 2018/06/03 by Chad Philip

Dead End Friends (track 04 from the eponymous LP by Them Crooked Vultures )

I drive all alone—at night—I drive all alone
I don’t know what I’m headed for

I follow the road—blind—until the road’s dead end
The night is in my veins—it’s calling me—racing along these arteries

And law is just a path to herd us over the cliff

I follow the road at night just hoping to find which puzzle piece fell out of me

I know who you are and I open the door and climb in
Hold me real close and do it again
I ache for the touch of my dead end friends

And I have got to know is it dead at the end of the road?
I can tell by that look in your eyes
We’re the same, my dead end friends and I

We drive on alone and our never-ending begins
Sweet is the curse just out of reach—it awakens the dead end part of me

And no more wondering—it’s just me and my dead end friends again

Dead end friends

One Blind-Reflex Society

Posted on 2018/05/26 by Chad Philip

Blame Us (track 03 from the self-titled LP by Voivod )

Science, fascination
Sinful believers
Species in mutation
Sordid disorders

Our leaders missed the point
Forced to dominate and destroy to get what people want: a culture-coded society

Secret monster machines evolve in our spirits
Deeper in mind—digging—to find the ultimate

Deathwatch entertainment
Predictable near-misses
Is this what people want?
One blind-reflex society

The planet…
Blame us
In my time, we didn’t care enough

New world, lies are convention
High-risk policies
One speech on total power
Leading to suicide

Our leaders missed the point
Forced to dominate and destroy
It’s not what people want
It’s not what is called society

The planet…
Blame us
In my time, we didn’t care enough

Won’t You Come In From The Rain?

Posted on 2018/05/16 by Chad Philip

Absentee (track 05 from the Maps of Non-Existent Places LP by Thank You Scientist )

Waiting for someone to show me, but I won’t hold my breath
Nothing left, no control, only pictures of someone I used to know
I gave it all away and I can’t take it back
Here I am: tornado

Every perfect day yet to come I would sacrifice for one more moment with you
I don’t want to waste another day, won’t you come in from the rain?
Because you could be the most beautiful thing to me

You’re worried now with this hurt in your hand
So strange here, I don’t know the meaning
But who cares to know?
All I can say is you know that it’s true

I said all I could say
Would you do it again?
Would you stand on your own leaving me right there, would you?
That’s my rolling stone
Come on, let’s do it again—you have had enough on your own—because maybe there’s something left to find
I have been searching for something left behind
Would you do it again?
Could you do it again?
Would you do it again?

You and I are taking off

You’re worried now with this hurt in your hand
So strange here, I don’t know the meaning
But who cares to know?
All I can say, you know that it’s you who means all the world to me

I know this is where I belong
Forget the warning signs, I know who you are and I’m fine

Waiting for someone
I know we are wrong
You know we are wrong

You’re worried now with this hurt in your hand
So strange here, I don’t know the meaning
But who cares to know?
Can you hear me calling you home?

You’ve got to know that I’ve been calling you home

Trying to Find a Woman Who Has Never Been Born

Posted on 2018/05/12 by Chad Philip

Going to California (track 07 from the Led Zeppelin IV LP by Led Zeppelin )

I spent my days with a woman unkind
She smoked my stuff and drank all my wine
Made up my mind to make a new start
Going to California with an aching in my heart
Someone told me there is a girl out there with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

Took my chances on a big jet plane
Never let them tell you that they’re all the same
The sea was red and the sky was grey—I wonder how tomorrow could ever follow today
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake, and the children of the sun began to wake

Seems that the wrath of the Gods got a punch on the nose and it started to flow—I think I might be sinking
Throw me a line, if I reach it in time I’ll meet you up there where the path runs straight and high

To find a queen without a king, they say she plays guitar and cries and sings
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn, I’m trying to find a woman who has never been born
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams and telling myself it’s not as hard as it seems

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