CHANGES.

Stop, stand and stare
Look what you are doing there
Make no solutions
Prepare no ground for hope.

You live your life in cheap malaise
Always believing in changes
But never putting pen to paper
Voice to words of woe.

Sick and tired of resolutions
That seek to avoid a cure
The problems lie not in defeat
But in a willingness to lie.

Hark and hear the evil words
That seek to degrade us all
Lift up conscious minds
Scream for your shattered dreams.

And we are not going through changes
As long as we accept our present.

What we have is not our lot
What we want is what we get
So the doctrine goes
So tell us why we live in fear
And never reach the accolade we seek.

Everybody agrees we need the light
All agree we have to breath
But out somewhere someone knows
To breath we must pay their price.

Don’t talk to me in platitudes
And say you did not know
S/he who votes the piper in
Lives to play the pipers tune.

I cannot stand to stare any more
What’s done is done
What could be done must be realised
For we stand to lose it all.

GRUM

BROWN EYES.

An angel with a courteous smile
A helping hand a wanderlust
Making the river of pain disappear
Bringing good life to a heart so near.

A loving face gives forth a smile
That smacks of something more
And this but lonely injured party
Finds care in the personal maelstrom for you.

Ask not for names or quick replies
Share not the contempt within
Think a while on all the reserve
On the joy intertwined can bring.

Passing judgements before its time
Brings passing windows
Through which much is never seen.

This is a poem for what could be
Of what the eyes might have seen
All is not lost until its gone
So say no farewell for me.

Through dark bright eyes
I saw you stare, I hoped a hope might be
Two singles in endless parting
Never to touch except in duty.

Well, it has gone, in passing
Time has swallowed up our picture window
Like artists brush mistakes corrected
Forging our paths of separateness.

Just a fleeting glimpse a longing thought
Only caught in passing by interlude
Where are we now to make a stand
Too far to hear the cry.

And though the moment’s forever lost
Its kept within in permanence
Not gone the chance as once was love
But rests within the ever good we
Hold so dear.

GRUM

BRICKS AND SHAME.

Scared like the shiver, alone like the fool
Searching for places, rudimentary faces
To hide a head all battered and torn
From pillar to post its run.

No place to call its own
No place like a home
Silence the warmth desired
The ability to set things straight.

From a squat to an archway
From a hope that died a death
Always living in the promise
Of security do fair.

No place …

Within the walls the sigh rings out
Knowledge, the sanctity shall not
Be put asunder
The king within the castle reigns.

And though the shadow creeps
Of senseless parting
The desire still strong it weeps
For chances to prove its mettle.

No place …

Out in the sky the tempers flare
Anger rents within the head
Searching for home to lay it down
Where is home when none can be found.

No place …

Shorn from stability the foundations weak
Never a score (years) to revisit the setting sun
Always another slightly different angle
From which to view each new demise.

No place …

GRUM

BRAND NEW

They told me it was impossible
To play the game my own way
But here I am sitting proud, I’m
One up.

Now the time has come to a head
There really is no excuse
I’m only human after all, I’m
So tired staying.

Brand new – time machine
Plugging the gaps where we came in
Brand new – time machine
Keeping a stock of where we’ve been (x2)
Its here to plug us in.

Here we are at the end of the road
Looking for an answer never found
And we’re all crazy, we’re
Looking too hard
Life’s a bitch, we all love.

Brand new …

So we’re told to wait
Give it time to mellow through
Bridge
And we know that we have wrought
All the things that they have bought.

And its a brand new …

I know that you didn’t see it that way
But now you gonna explain this away
Its no fantasy, its the truth.

And you feel its just a hiccup
In what we call the great charade
But who’s face is it any way
Playing the fool.

Brand new …

No its not impossible
But it gets harder each and every day
To let yourself go, I’m not, one of the crowd.

Brand new …

GRUM

BRAND NEW

It’s impossible to play
The game my own way
But here I am sitting proud
I’m one up on them.

When time comes to a head
There’s really no excuse
I’m human after all
I’m so tired staying.

Brand new – time ma-chine
Plugging the gaps where we came in
Brand new – time machine
Keeping a stock of where we’ve been (x2)
Its, here, to, plug, us, in.

Here we are
The end of the road
Looking for answers never found
We’re all crazy
We’re looking too hard.

Brand new – time ma-chine
Plugging the gaps where we came in
Brand new – time machine
Keeping a stock of where we’ve been (x2)
Its, here, to, plug, us, in.

Bridge
So we’re told to wait
Give it time
And we know what we get
Is all of nothing.

(And its a) Brand new – time ma-chine
Plugging the gaps where we came in
Brand new – time machine
Keeping a stock of where we’ve been (x2)
Its, here, to, plug, us, in.

I know you wont see it
You’re gonna explain it away
It’s no fantasy
It’s the truth.

You feel it’s just a hiccup
One more crack in time
But who’s face is it anyway
Playing the fool.

A brand new – time ma-chine
Plugging the gaps where we came in
Brand new – time machine
Keeping a stock of where we’ve been (x2)
Its, here, to, plug, us, in.

No, it’s not impossible
Though it gets harder
Each and every day
To let yourself go
I’m not the one in the crowd.

Brand new – time ma-chine
Plugging the gaps where we came in
Brand new – time machine
Keeping a stock of where we’ve been (x2)
Its, here, to, plug, us, in.

GRUM

BOY.

Watching the memories on a cold winters day
Of a life just begun, of understanding to gain
It seems so piquant that I am still young
Not the innocence that once was truth
But cynical in irreverence to the cause.

In the eyes of a small child
The world was writ larger than life
Out there was the good, inside the evil.

Opening up Pandora’s box
Opens the floodgates to emotions long repressed
I have no heart to lie and no vindictiveness
But I am only a product of these, my memories.

They laugh as the eight flickers by
Calling on heaven to explain their appearance
Talking so wistfully of pain no longer remembered
They wish for the better times they never had.

How can I sleep on a day meant for joy
What is the cost of a notion of a boy?
Time has dissipated all but the ash
Not laid to rest like all our past fears
But regurgitated like sick to haunt the malaise.

Weary of hope for hopelessness
Seen in the eyes of an innocent mind
I cry a tear for my human fear
Not of tomorrow, nor for myself
I cry for the chance to set us all free.

Look, let the shadows, of time be gone
Always to stand in the here and now
Older yet younger than ever before
Afraid of the distance we put between.

I can no longer make no stand
Must die for beliefs I no longer hold
Though my eyes spoke of wonder
They sought to deny
But seeing is so much believing
If only the belief could be false.

GRUM

BORN TO LOSE.

Its hard to fight
What you know is mean to be
No matter how unfair
Your pain seems to be.

And you know that you were born
Born to lose this race
Born to lose your life
To a fortitude you cant find.

Luck is not the answer
You know it never was
Nor is death the key
To a timely release.

We are born to hold
This penance down upon us
We live for better, for worse
As destinies foretold.

And you know that you were born …

See the joker, see the fool
Know they know what’s worth knowing
But that can never change
The knowledge that’s been written.
So take off your hat, kick off your shoes
You know your not going anywhere.

And you know that you were born …

It happens everyday
And though its so far them and you
Your head just cant take
These days of misery.

Someone somewhere out there
Is using up your chances
Taking like you’d take from them
But that doesn’t seem the point – after all.

And you know that you were born …

Don’t give up, never give in
Death is defeatism
Don’t let them see they’ve won
The satisfaction’s too high a price to pay.

And you know that you were born …

GRUM

BLUDGEONED.

She wears a smile plastered upon her face
Knuckles white with fear of discovery
Lick another layer of paint to hide behind
In here the air is hot, but oh so cool.

He dances fast and lets himself go
Knows the words and how to swill it down
He is nobody’s fool and only a fool for himself
Camaraderie, bravado seek to shelter him.

Together, no never, you cry through tears of pain
Surely not the painted lady and the bore
Why cannot two hearts be entwined
Has it come to this that we can deny
What’s written in the shallow minds we shore.

Watching from the balcony, she dances down below
Across the way, bereaved infant in despair
Sad by point of view, of dress that will never match.

Don’t say you never questioned them
If not they, then some poor other fools
Torn not by a divide we see
Only by the petty traits we peddle.

This might seem a travesty
You might feel let down by this
So bury your eyes bring out your heart
Feel the air, charged with debs to pair.

No more, stop what you do
No more, it will never work
Ask no questions, hear no fools
Go where knowledge makes no waves.

Look cant you see from high perch
Lovers kissing for the very first time
How that holds your memories
Begrudge no will, the willing vote for you.

Say good-bye our time to leave
No job done, a job well done.

GRUM

BIRD.

Where are the heroes
When all the killing is done
Who are we now
When our time has come.

We see the angels
And love their flight
In fact we are as one
Up there, anywhere we are.

You had a dream
A dream of circumstance
Living like a spent answer
Not wanting to be let go.

Hide, hide in this rainbow
Where all can be as one
See the feathers, ruffle them
They are the silver lining.

Lie, stay a while
This mortal coil
To wish upon another.

But herein lies the fallacy
We are but what we wrought
There is no escape
No quick winged flight
From all our fears
You cannot hide within a dream
What lurks there is not real.

Remembrance times for long ago
To bring the mind to still
Is shadowed by the former glory
Not always what went before.

And this is nurtured fecundity
No sorrows born of quick wit play
It is but the calling
Of another new found day.

GRUM

BELIEVE IN DEATH.

I know the sky is red
I only believe in death
For sure it’s what is certain
I cant hold on to anything else.

I only believe in death
It’s what we all strive for
I only believe in death
It comes to us all in the end.

No dreams no more
Only stark reality
Forcing face to the floor
Ashamed to think I believed.

And there is only despair left open
Hope has gone the way of love
Deeper down to tragedy
Where lies all belief in the end.

I only …

Don’t push too hard you might see
Caught like rats, we run
Listen, hear your truth
Well from the sewers you call home.

Time after time – footsteps are calling
Melodic nomadic trails
Coming to take you away
I hear them too, they are mine.

I only …

Your nemesis, your primeval fear
The carrier of your burdens
Rise up and shrug them off
Carry your own hatred – to die.

I only …

Nothing is real not anymore
Watching the echo till it disappears
Feeling the ricochet cutting me
Laugh and it will be our last, our last.

I only …

GRUM