Read My Stuff — Pages 300–350

Alone in the crowd My solitary parade Shame holds my hand As surrounding faces start to fade We all walk in unison Chained by despair Footstep after footstep And yet going nowhere Never asking directions At least never out loud So I just keep on walking Blending back in the crowd Fading into the darkness Of self-induced pain Finding my way By tapping my cane After wandering for hours Searching for my guide I finally closed my eyes And I looked deep down inside With these severed handcuffs Now left behind I may now travel on my own For I found the error of my ways In thinking that walking with shame Was better than walking alone

A handful of empty promises all about a better tomorrow I’ve found them to be all hollow Leaving me here with just this sorrow Once I had all I thought I’d need But now I got nothing but memories It’s time to show me a sign God, let me know you’re up there… Somewhere Lately it seems my faith has somehow been misplaced I hope it hasn’t disappeared And that it’s still round here… Somewhere When the yellow sun is glowing way, way up high You could never expect to see any stars in the sky But you know they’re up there… Somewhere But it can boggle the mind just what goes on…up there Surely the stars still shine some places sometimes… Somewhere Yet where we come from a nd where we all go surely I don’t know But everything here had to come from… Somewhere It’s lonely in the dark on a cold night Feeling without an ember, without a spark Clinging to emptiness oh so tight Yet you know love is inside you… Somewhere KEEPING UP By Tom Jensen Once I found the key to my mind But then I dropped it and lost it Right before I could unlock it.... So now wherever I go I carry my phone And I keep my friends inside my pocket I've been at peace with myself Despite my fighting daily Suddenly I've been seeing myself In a whole new light lately I've been recently sorting out Business partners from friends And I've learned a lot about Who I am and so many other things... I've been digging myself deeper in debt Keeping up with the Jones I've been pawning the hardest work off On to my newly cloned twin I've been living in a glass house And throwing stones and... I've been hiding my head low Every time I hear a phone ring 'Cause I don't wanna be a number, baby Even if it's number one It's thinking in binary code That first drove me crazy Once I got computer smart I found myself being socially dumb As well as irrevocably numb SPINNING By Tom Jensen It is said that every body is a temple So surely somewhere in here there's a place of healing Lately I've found my hands folded and praying Though I'm not sure if I should be standing, sitting or kneeling I've been having the strangest of feelings But I can't quite put my finger on it Though I know there is a key unlocking and revealing That which I have been searching and seeking Still I have yet to lay my hands upon it In all of these -- my wheelings and dealings Perhaps I lent it, lost it or pawned it For this isn't how I planned it I've slowly become an army of one I'm beginning to sense that I'm surrounded As around and around and around I'm being spun And I spin... Seems I can't win Yet I'll die before I ever surrender So I fight... My own insides And all these memories I don't want to remember I can't lie... Or try to hide In this journey of mine to venture Into the very core of my mind Just to see what is at its center So I pry... From here outside Whenever I find a room with a chained door That I know still has yet to be explored One that some day I shall have to enter PLEDGE By Tom Jensen Globalization without exploitation Should be the pledge of this next generation The goal set forth for this new millennium More songs that unite... That's right... I'm penning them So who is with me? (thunderous clapping and applause) Alright now who is against me? (solo person clapping fades out) The only weapon you need is love To destroy any potential enemies It's thoughts like these that make me The most dangerous man in the world Someone that can teach these beliefs To all of Mother Earth's little boys and girls Every arm in arm Each hand in hand That's the one nation For which I'll stand

My misdirected passion Has led to many lashes Put all my eggs in one basket As if you even had to ask it I made a rash decision And did something I wish I didn’t Now everything is broken All black with ash and smoking As I’ve lost all intention and desire To ever again go near or play with fire I know I’ve said this all before But this time I won’t be called a liar I don’t wanna feel Like love’s not real But I’ve grown sick and tired Of being used And if it’s self-abuse I’m thinking I might retire Take up another trade In my old age Hey, this gun’s for hire Got a few bullets left But at least I’m outta debt So what if my plan backfired? Sure you can save for a rainy day Then watch as a typhoon comes your way You can look around there’s no escape Right now you are face to face with the wave Sometimes it’s water and sometimes it’s mud Sometimes it’s floating debris coming to f*ck you up! Sometimes it’s earned and sometimes bad luck Sometimes you jump when you should have ducked! Time’s up! t COLLABORHYTHM COLLABTUNES Home Features Pricing Testimonials Contact Blog COLLABTUNES.COM