*Anywhere and Everywhere*

OK. This poem/lyrics has been lost for several months now. I just realized that I wrote it. I contemplated whether I should blog it or not because I wasn't fully satisfied with it. Actually there are a ton of poems/lyrics which haven't been blogged simply because I haven't been satisfied with them or due to others being incomplete.

And if luck runs out,
And if there's a storm tonight,
And if it's cold inside,
Would you show me your love?

If you're feeling afraid,
If you're hurt and feel used,
If you're feeling like there's no one there,
Don't worry, I'll always be there for you.

With these memories,
Filling hearts with happiness,
Mostly comfort and confidence,
Passing time while holding hands.

If you want to reach the sky,
If you want to be spontaneous,
If you want to feel like you're on top of the world,
Then don't let anyone stop you.

And if I messed up,
And if I showed you I care,
And if I lost myself,
Would you show me the right way?

With these memories,
Filling hearts with happiness,
Mostly comfort and confidence,
Passing time while holding hands.

If there would be no tomorrow,
If the sun would lose it's brightness,
If there's no future,
Would you be there by my side?

*Then You're Already Dead*

All the lives taken away,
All the souls tied up in chains,
Ways of life at a constant change,
Mourning hearts every fucking day.

Bad excuses, portraits, my apathy,
Emptiness inside me,
Well, I don't care,
I don't care anymore.

The screeches filling my mind,
Hard to concentrate inside,
What was once something is nothing,
Well, I don't care.

She wants to make us into slaves,
Well I'm breaking free from these chains,
I don't need any more lies,
Breaking through.

All the praise in the world,
Someone's dying, another raises hell,
Standing and watching the suffering,
Crumble to pieces, come here we'll beat you.

The souls can be hard to heal,
Cause and effect never striking a deal,
With you I feel misplaced,
Always selfish .... fuck you!

Do what you want to do,
I won't give in to you,
You, you sold your soul,
Strike, lit, engulfed in flames!
Strike, lit, engulfed in flames!

Sweet disease taking us on,
Iron fists trying to bring us down,
They're setting the noose and strking a smile,
We're the targets, they want to take us out!
We're the targets, they want to take us out!

Some innocent, many mistreated,
Tightly wrapped, gasoline and a match,
The gun to their head,
The fear in their eyes,
If resist doesn't come to mind, then you're already dead!
If you give in to the fear, then you're already dead!