For a glimpse of my life,click on lyrics above that says
Nobody
Need
Me
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
a story about music, mask and clowns @ 1:28 AM
Whisper the distasteful noise and cry out the peaceful sound, can you hear the orchestra of the insane town?
Its an era of the saint and the sane, who kneel and bow to the golden bane.
Welcome to a place where the young meets the old, and all the lunacy unfold.
Weave and thread through the faceless crowd, my mask wore me and it took me out.
'Hear me' said truth but all we speak are lies and rouge, maybe we are all the same circus clown.
The fool on the tight rope gag and bound, finding a little balance before we fall and drown.
I wrote this sitting on my bed and watch my life spiral a down.
Nobody
Name: Brandon
A broken bottle of liqueur,
Empty and stale without a single ripple.
Brewed in the forgotten year of 1984,
A spirit that none will tip to pour.
Lock up in a cold cellar of no summer or fall,
Maybe it has no right to ask for any more.
Will you buy it and bring it out to thaw,
Give it some warm or amore
