<font face="CAC Camelot"> ~*~ Without Warning ~*~

~~ Without Warning ~~

They tried to paint the world in your eyes… And you received this sentence like a god…… -C. ‘94

~*~ Say Anything ~*~

The bar was like an endless hallway on a one-chance summer night Glasses of liquid cobwebbed ashes that you blew in my eyes I had a picture of a night like this Locked away in nothingness But you had the key & had me by surprise… I hated that town as I look back on 80 degrees of frozen stares I had to keep myself around when noone couldn’t care I never thought I would regret The fateful summer day I left Those memories of when I met you there… The place was crowded with nameless faces I’d never want to know Except the face I saw wandering past the car window I’m really sorry you couldn’t bare to help me fill this empty air We could’ve went far with nowhere to go… So I buried what I couldn’t hold While you drank bottles of blue skies Talking with your whiskey words But seeing through sober eyes You gave me what I’ll never see Again for all eternity To see myself in your lingering goodbyes… Crying on a bar-stool was the angel that guarded this blind fool She said “say anything”…. –C. ’94

~*~ Pennies From the Sky ~*~

Someone left me all alone Noone’s home; Was it you Someone held me way too hard Then fell apart; Was it you? Was it me who said the lights are getting dim at the end of the tunnel Was it me who said chivalry was nothing more than wasted time?… Someone left me all alone Noone’s home; Was it you Someone spent, came & went; Was it you? Was it me who said never look back at circumstance Cuz then you’ll find a reason Was it me who claimed never to have anything to believe in?… Don’t count on silent nights & don’t try to save me Cuz I’ve been saved for every rainy day & noone cares why Don’t count on my tattered words & don’t try to save me Cuz I’ve been saved like dimestore haloes & pennies from the sky… –C. ’94

~*~ By-Stander ~*~

I’ve cried many oceans that always left me dry I’ve greeted many stars that shined their last shine It’s a wonder how I gamble nothing & get it all back It’s a symptom of a diseased promise That noone’s ever kept … I’ve walked down dead-end streets With holes in my shoes Over gardens of nightmares and advice I’d never use It’s a tragic stories ending page It’s a weeping willow’s con It’s a lonely, shattered mirror That’s lost my reflection… And I can’t feel numbness, so I heal no more It’s the rage of something vacant beyond the door And if you think that I've over-welcomed my stay How did I lose a game I never played?…… -C. ’94

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