Tag: High

Stone Cold Catch

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I don’t drink to excess, and I haven’t smoked… in a few years, but I have big dreams and I don’t think I can carry them, those things are reserved for heroes, ask Lois Lane. “Stone Cold Catch”, is when you have to come down, sooner rather than later.

And how high was I
Goodbye to every star-crossed wish
kissed by the sun, big as all

falls not to the Earth
Sure were easy to take,
mistaking myself for Atlas

Madness that I have dreamed myself above
beloved superheroes
weirdo, freak, villain, pervert, so just leave me alone

Stoned simple and plain

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Wright Height

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Clearing my head but men dream of many great things I believe, well one and all other thoughts just sort of circle around that during the day. “Wright Height”, I wanted to be a pilot once upon a time, I wished.

And who was the first man to believe?
Was it he who ran the numbers
or those who became art lovers
who painted forbidden fruit on the trees,
until it was so conceived?
Maybe the Wright brothers,
to the man that pilots the space shuttle.
that Autumn leaves

left much to be desired
The dreams of boys to men
Going where no one has ever been
How much higher,
cause no one told me about her,
making me wish I was a little bit taller…

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Nut Up

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As Lenny Kravitz put it, I want to get away, I want to fly away, and if only I had the money, the sweet temptation, or the cojones just because it sounds better in Spanish? Nut Up, I am aware peanuts grow underground for those in the peanut gallery.

Here’s to growing up so nuts
that I believe I can fly
up, up and away like Superman
playing insane in the membrane
so I will not grieve

as autumn leaves,
flee the trees, and I ask, what
can’t you even say goodbye?
Still, I try and understand
even though it’s such a pain

that I take solace with Mary Jane
because who would want gravity
when all everybody asks is, what’s up?
The forbidden fruit, that’s a mile high
I might land,

fall, crash, will I ever be able to stand
another Pina Colada and being caught in the rain
or even the sun shining
hard enough, rich enough, am I tall enough
to talk to God in the sky.

What if he says why, why
with red eyes I planned
to dream, the impossible dream on this airplane
Well, I believe…
only the stewardess says but

sir, I’m all out of love

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High Off Confession

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Gripes are supposed to go up, not down, so why do people get low, why do people get high, strangely enough, I was neither writing this, angels aren’t real right but people have airplanes. High Off Confession, would I really need a priest for this one

What goes good with confession?

Perhaps a side of God?
If my words could reach so high…
But would I rather keep my secrets,
to make my regrets the sod
freshened

with so many tear stained letters
that I ask, can you stop the rain
cause I’m leaving on a jet plane?
Only you’re the jet setter
A new profession;

and with my warmest regards
or sincerely
However, may I say it clearly?
Louder as my heart breaks apart
the question

can you, will you, will she?
No erase
backspace
when she pressed delete
That’s my prerogative but her discretion

Not the wind, the speed, the sky’s color or hue
even the air to breathe
someone get me a priest
for if I am to drown on a word or two
this concession

To live loud, slamming doors,
fist, the beating of my heart
Maybe a confession is not so smart
selfless, brave, honest or kind, anymore,
better my impression

of the sound of silence
Regain the spirit of the caveman
wondering not how any man
learned to fly, speak, or become giants
Yes, my regression

Because with my confession
would come another transgression

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Neo Falling

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Just when I think I see the ground I realize I have a bungee cord around my ankles or I’m the extreme wallflower hanging off the side of the cliff… I think I’m safe. Neo Falling… she has me falling all over again and I don’t remember the ground.

See Me Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IJU73jbgrk

And while I’m falling down
Like Neo, I try to realize the truth
How was I high enough?

Did I fly, did I climb, did I dream somehow
That you would love me like you do
As if the stars were only there because…

I needed the gods to help me out
with all these things that I’ve done; who
else could I be thinking of

Tell me but then again, not now
Maybe when the stars go blue
When I’m not afraid of my crush

on you or hitting the ground
with three little words, less powerful… “I like you”
But I’m high enough, to fall in love

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Inspired By: Babydoll a.k.a. Emily Browning… Sucker Punch, The Matrix (1999), Ellie Goulding “Love Me Like You Do” Fifty Shades of Grey Soundtrack, The Killers “All These Things That I’ve Done”, Johnny Jewel Ft. Saoirse Ronan “Tell Me”, Lenny Kravitz “Again”, The Corrs ft. Bono “When The Stars Go Blue”, LL Cool J ft Boyz II Men “Hey Lover”, and Major Lazer ft. Ellie Goulding and Tarrus Riley “Powerful”

Higher Than High Heels

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Exhaustion… a bit of fun with my “Fleshlight” and there I am looking up at the ceiling wishing I wasn’t alone; if I had a girl would I have anything left to wish for. Higher Than High Heels… part of today’s fantasy was a girl in high heels.

See Me Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zr47vecnjvM

I want to take you to the stars but…
Nothing to wish for… maybe

you’re an atom bomb baby
All of me you’re stealing

High heels to the ceiling,
me on top of you…

Love me like you do,
As they’re putting an end to the birds and bees

Thirteen women… when I want you to teach me
this thing called love because I want to take you to the stars but…

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Inspired By: Yuna Naruse, Saishuu Chikan Densha 2, Midnight Sleazy Train 2, Five Stars “Atom Bomb Baby” (1957) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), John Legend “All Of Me”, Ellie Goulding “Love Me Like You Do” Fifty Shades of Grey Soundtrack, Crown City Four “Watch World War Three (On Pay TV) (1960) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters), and Bill Haley and His Comets “Thirteen Women” (1954) Cold War Classics (Atomic Platters)