Chard's Songwriting Journal

chard · 07-18-2011, 02:25 PM

Once you have spoken
your words are set in stone
tell the truth, and your heart will not be broken
and you will not end up alone.
The mind plays tricks when you are on high
it's not expected, when you fall from a little white lie.
Excelling in everything, people bow at your feet
nothing quite like it, life is going sweet.
But sure enough everything comes to an end
it takes someone special though to still have any friends.
Now i know what the fast lane really means
everything is a blur, not wanting to slow down
doors open at every avenue
and the women, what's a poor boy to do.

Everything i ever wanted
no please never slow down
this is what people talk about
but only a few have found.
Who's leading who astray
it's all fun night and day.
Everyone i meet wants something from me
i am willing and give it away for free
finding it hard sometimes to pull away
easier for everyone when i stay.

One foot in madness
the other not sure
one more high
to get my cure.
It got to the point
that i really lost myself
and the only way back
was living through hell.
The pace of living was to slow to cope
lie's i told myself, what a real dope
hitting no mans land, head on
what am i, a kind of moron.

Yes dream a little
but do not live the dream
it's better as a fantasy.
To much of a good thing
certainly had it's pit falls
though that time, it mean't nothing
when nature calls.
What i am saying is
if you ever lose the road
just be prepared, never lose sight of the goal.

Life is for living
if your not living then thats no life at all
you do not need money to have a great time
think big, you are no mister small.
Call it the planets they are all aline
total eclipse that's why i shine.
And if anyone tells you different
then they only have one desire
to trip you up when your going places
to extinguish your fire.

chard · 07-20-2011, 01:01 PM

Cruelty the answer fits
on the agenda the first topic
of the day how will we get by
they stopped our funding, and did they tell us why.

We must pull our resources together
to come up with an answer
how to draw more cash from all our consumers
vacuum up what's left, from the ashes.

Cruelty the answer fits
workers earn, we spend it
taxing everything seen and unseen
over seeing all, our gracious queen.

Trouble with it, it has gone on to long
people are weary, of the same old song
the truth is a last result
will they recieve it well, another insult.

For the few, greedy sons of bitches
we suffer while they, bathe in riches
earning money is easy for them
while my sides are splitting from the hem.

mb stonehouse · 07-23-2011, 11:43 AM

I like.

chard · 07-25-2011, 03:30 PM

Outside the way to survive
inside no place to hide
outside away from prying eye's
inside no room to be wise.
Jump in, from within
jump out, a need to shout
taking the plunge,
and know when to run.

The little whore
who i succumb to,
always wanting more
the ultimate screw.
Inside outside
it can all become corrupt,
damaging one's pride
it all ends with a but..

If nothing else
then whats the problem,
just one more book upon it's shelf
another lost hoodlum.
Sugar sweet awesome taste
seeing through a looking glass,
relations, love and hate
rolling around in the grass.

Not running fast enough to trip
sailing away with her on board
around my waist she has a grip
sex well, that's catered for.
Money though is a struggle
come over here and give me a cuddle.

chard · 08-30-2011, 11:17 AM

Shallow art came to life
in a land full of trouble and strife
a photo fit, that had people in awe
when man was ready to fall.
Standing at the edge
what was going through my head
believing everything i had read
hurting as much as the dead.

Nothing had prepared me for this
life has more than enough twists
not every corner you turn
will you crash and burn.
Thinking life is over
nothing is joyful anymore
no more feeling within my body
my back against a wall.

Flames growing from the match i lit
surrounding me,
thinking that was it
caught by the enemy.
Many wonders capturing my soul,
life has a way of turning around
as history shows, not all run to ground.

When you feel you have made it
and life is so sweet
do not forget where you came from
likely to knock you off your feet.
So you kill your family in the hope
that they will never experience the end of a rope
a rope in which you have tied around there necks
only to discover that you yourself are the only wreck.

Behaving badly as your world crumbles
have you never thought about being humble
has that word never crossed your path
who then do you think then, has the last laugh.
Enter into a deal that you can never win
over the love you have with your kin
something smells rotten, dead man walking
these words have been spoken believe this warning.

My world is a photo fit picture
hanging on my wall
it can change everyday
though it's up to me, if i want that picture to fall.

Sljslj · 08-30-2011, 08:39 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by chard

Cruelty the answer fits
on the agenda the first topic
of the day how will we get by
they stopped our funding, and did they tell us why.

We must pull our resources together
to come up with an answer
how to draw more cash from all our consumers
vacuum up what's left, from the ashes.

Cruelty the answer fits
workers earn, we spend it
taxing everything seen and unseen
over seeing all, our gracious queen.

Trouble with it, it has gone on to long
people are weary, of the same old song
the truth is a last result
will they recieve it well, another insult.

For the few, greedy sons of bitches
we suffer while they, bathe in riches
earning money is easy for them
while my sides are splitting from the hem.

I can dig it. A great commentary on the current world status, something we can all relate to. Many poets attempt to tackle this topic, and many fail, but not you. Good job!

chard · 09-02-2011, 03:42 PM

Am i yesterdays news
excuse me while i cry
something inside
telling me to go slow.
Nothing right, everything wrong
i can't put my finger on it.

Regets i say i have a few
but really nothing to talk about to you
it's all a dream and soon i will arise
that would be for me, a great surprise.
Nothing right, everything wrong
i can't put my finger on it.

Seriously though it really is not your burden
to be carrying something that belongs to me
dress it up as much as you want
but it still remains, the same.
Look to a future, without me by yourside
the flame has gone out, no one at home
desperate to hear your voice
once again
though that might be somewhat hard
i pray and wait.
Nothing right, everything wrong
i can't put my finger on it.

I never said it would be easy
life itself has always been difficult
so then what is new,
i for one say, am i yesterday's news.

chard · 09-16-2011, 03:02 PM

Heading for a life of ruin
yesterdays dreams pursuing
shadows of the past in my present
state, state.

Darkness covers my brow
nothing can be seen in the looking glass
consider this to be a grave
out of depth, and out of my mind.

Decaying desire's, eating my flesh and soul
cannot make it much further
life has taken it's toll, on me, me.

Descending deeper into the darkness
covering me in a blanket
Marching in without a decent thought
barred from exiting, exiting.

All goodness gone nothing left but perversity
out of my control, in the world of obsurdity's.

chard · 09-20-2011, 05:00 AM

Looking through my window
into my own world
seeing what i have become
all you boys and girls
So many adventures
walked many a road
been with so many women
chased after gold.
So when you see
through my window
something does not add up
i have lost my will to grow.

Marriage i could blame
now not living for me
living for only my family
Given up everything
so they would live the life
now i hate my self and my wife.

Hate is a strong word
but i believe it to be true
we have nothing in common
eccept we both love to screw.

I was so passionate
for i believed
that she was the only woman for me.
We still share a bed
but the love has slipped away
not sure if i want it back
i have turned into a slave.

I must earn the money
for her to spend
and it is never enough
soley on me she depends.
I have sat down with her
and i have explained
that i am feeling like a lodger
i am going insane
She just smiles and leaves the room
nothing is spoken
everything is laid bare
my heart broken.

chard · 09-21-2011, 12:35 PM

It can be a lonely road at the top
takes a lot for anyone to stop
Time rolls by without a second thought
higher and higher i am an astronaut.

Stranger tides are approaching
if any time you are a victim
pressure builds and releases destruction
at the cross road you start thinking.

Dressed to kill
i am aggrivated
time standing still
it's over stated.

Realising where i have been
cannot do really anything
time can disappear with no trace
as i say all the time my phrase, make haste.

Advancing forward with luck on my side
you can dress it in anything
life will still be my bride.

07-18-2011, 02:25 PM	#401 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	extinguish yourself Once you have spoken your words are set in stone tell the truth, and your heart will not be broken and you will not end up alone. The mind plays tricks when you are on high it's not expected, when you fall from a little white lie. Excelling in everything, people bow at your feet nothing quite like it, life is going sweet. But sure enough everything comes to an end it takes someone special though to still have any friends. Now i know what the fast lane really means everything is a blur, not wanting to slow down doors open at every avenue and the women, what's a poor boy to do. Everything i ever wanted no please never slow down this is what people talk about but only a few have found. Who's leading who astray it's all fun night and day. Everyone i meet wants something from me i am willing and give it away for free finding it hard sometimes to pull away easier for everyone when i stay. One foot in madness the other not sure one more high to get my cure. It got to the point that i really lost myself and the only way back was living through hell. The pace of living was to slow to cope lie's i told myself, what a real dope hitting no mans land, head on what am i, a kind of moron. Yes dream a little but do not live the dream it's better as a fantasy. To much of a good thing certainly had it's pit falls though that time, it mean't nothing when nature calls. What i am saying is if you ever lose the road just be prepared, never lose sight of the goal. Life is for living if your not living then thats no life at all you do not need money to have a great time think big, you are no mister small. Call it the planets they are all aline total eclipse that's why i shine. And if anyone tells you different then they only have one desire to trip you up when your going places to extinguish your fire.

07-20-2011, 01:01 PM	#402 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	one more nail Cruelty the answer fits on the agenda the first topic of the day how will we get by they stopped our funding, and did they tell us why. We must pull our resources together to come up with an answer how to draw more cash from all our consumers vacuum up what's left, from the ashes. Cruelty the answer fits workers earn, we spend it taxing everything seen and unseen over seeing all, our gracious queen. Trouble with it, it has gone on to long people are weary, of the same old song the truth is a last result will they recieve it well, another insult. For the few, greedy sons of bitches we suffer while they, bathe in riches earning money is easy for them while my sides are splitting from the hem.

07-25-2011, 03:30 PM	#404 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	more wrap Outside the way to survive inside no place to hide outside away from prying eye's inside no room to be wise. Jump in, from within jump out, a need to shout taking the plunge, and know when to run. The little whore who i succumb to, always wanting more the ultimate screw. Inside outside it can all become corrupt, damaging one's pride it all ends with a but.. If nothing else then whats the problem, just one more book upon it's shelf another lost hoodlum. Sugar sweet awesome taste seeing through a looking glass, relations, love and hate rolling around in the grass. Not running fast enough to trip sailing away with her on board around my waist she has a grip sex well, that's catered for. Money though is a struggle come over here and give me a cuddle.

08-30-2011, 11:17 AM	#405 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	pie any1 Shallow art came to life in a land full of trouble and strife a photo fit, that had people in awe when man was ready to fall. Standing at the edge what was going through my head believing everything i had read hurting as much as the dead. Nothing had prepared me for this life has more than enough twists not every corner you turn will you crash and burn. Thinking life is over nothing is joyful anymore no more feeling within my body my back against a wall. Flames growing from the match i lit surrounding me, thinking that was it caught by the enemy. Many wonders capturing my soul, life has a way of turning around as history shows, not all run to ground. When you feel you have made it and life is so sweet do not forget where you came from likely to knock you off your feet. So you kill your family in the hope that they will never experience the end of a rope a rope in which you have tied around there necks only to discover that you yourself are the only wreck. Behaving badly as your world crumbles have you never thought about being humble has that word never crossed your path who then do you think then, has the last laugh. Enter into a deal that you can never win over the love you have with your kin something smells rotten, dead man walking these words have been spoken believe this warning. My world is a photo fit picture hanging on my wall it can change everyday though it's up to me, if i want that picture to fall.

09-02-2011, 03:42 PM	#407 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	disgarded Am i yesterdays news excuse me while i cry something inside telling me to go slow. Nothing right, everything wrong i can't put my finger on it. Regets i say i have a few but really nothing to talk about to you it's all a dream and soon i will arise that would be for me, a great surprise. Nothing right, everything wrong i can't put my finger on it. Seriously though it really is not your burden to be carrying something that belongs to me dress it up as much as you want but it still remains, the same. Look to a future, without me by yourside the flame has gone out, no one at home desperate to hear your voice once again though that might be somewhat hard i pray and wait. Nothing right, everything wrong i can't put my finger on it. I never said it would be easy life itself has always been difficult so then what is new, i for one say, am i yesterday's news.

07-23-2011, 11:43 AM	#403 (permalink)
mb stonehouse Groupie Join Date: May 2011 Posts: 29	I like.

09-16-2011, 03:02 PM	#408 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	marked Heading for a life of ruin yesterdays dreams pursuing shadows of the past in my present state, state. Darkness covers my brow nothing can be seen in the looking glass consider this to be a grave out of depth, and out of my mind. Decaying desire's, eating my flesh and soul cannot make it much further life has taken it's toll, on me, me. Descending deeper into the darkness covering me in a blanket Marching in without a decent thought barred from exiting, exiting. All goodness gone nothing left but perversity out of my control, in the world of obsurdity's.

09-20-2011, 05:00 AM	#409 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	she who Looking through my window into my own world seeing what i have become all you boys and girls So many adventures walked many a road been with so many women chased after gold. So when you see through my window something does not add up i have lost my will to grow. Marriage i could blame now not living for me living for only my family Given up everything so they would live the life now i hate my self and my wife. Hate is a strong word but i believe it to be true we have nothing in common eccept we both love to screw. I was so passionate for i believed that she was the only woman for me. We still share a bed but the love has slipped away not sure if i want it back i have turned into a slave. I must earn the money for her to spend and it is never enough soley on me she depends. I have sat down with her and i have explained that i am feeling like a lodger i am going insane She just smiles and leaves the room nothing is spoken everything is laid bare my heart broken.

09-21-2011, 12:35 PM	#410 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	to be It can be a lonely road at the top takes a lot for anyone to stop Time rolls by without a second thought higher and higher i am an astronaut. Stranger tides are approaching if any time you are a victim pressure builds and releases destruction at the cross road you start thinking. Dressed to kill i am aggrivated time standing still it's over stated. Realising where i have been cannot do really anything time can disappear with no trace as i say all the time my phrase, make haste. Advancing forward with luck on my side you can dress it in anything life will still be my bride.