|The Face|

|The Face|

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost this can't be real
Can't stand this Hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone

No one but me can save myself, but it's too late
Now I can think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye

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|Wayfarer|

|Wayfarer|

Thinking about you

Constantly thinking about you

I've been thinking too much about you
See the sunset with no sleep at all
Constantly thinking about you
And i can't get through this at all

I've been thinking too much about you
I've been staring at the floor
I've listened to all the tunes i love
But made me feel quite blue

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|The Red Inertia|

|The Red Inertia|

I'm a homeless man with my thumb in the wind
I sure miss my kin but then again,
I'm on the road with a song for you.

I took a step, I lost a bet,
They cut off my tongue now they're full of regret,
Careful what you say if they ain't gonna listen anyway.

Just make the cash, bet on the past,
Everybody's so afraid to be last,
You can't take back everything you leave behind.

Chorus:
Is everybody so ashamed, for letting it all slide.
Is everybody so afraid, Mr. Dylan's hard rain was fair warning.

On a shake down in the alley,
Breaking people's faces gonna start you up a rally,
I've never seen a day in the sun with gun,
That's loaded for you.

There's some hippies, in the back room,
Rockin' and a rollin' and a smoking to an old tune,
Someone took a guitar and a match, and set peace on fire.

Hey my brotha, what is wrong,
You lost all your money on the corner rollin' bones,
Give him your cash motherfucker, he's too fast for you.

Chorus: repeat

On the T.V. there's a white man,
too much make up on his wife with god's plan.
I guess the religious vote, made it to congress.

On the border of Tijuana,
People are growing truck loads of marijuana,
Maybe someday are friends can be American farmers.

There's a necklace, in the south,
A few hopeless people still hanging it around,
The wind is gonna cut you down, in the long run.

So can we save us, from today,
The hands of the wretched are the ones getting paid,
Everything stays the same, if you don't change it.

And all the dreams will bust at the seam,
It all goes down in the mighty machine,
You don't care now, but someday you might need it.

I heard the whistle, start a blowin'
Then I saw the mountain in the back come a tumblin'
Everybody's wishing they could get out of the way,
Everybody's wishing they could dig their ass out of the grave.

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|Hard Worn Trail|

|Hard Worn Trail|

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Uploaded on Jun 21, 2011

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|Above the Clouds|

|Above the Clouds|

Shot with Iphone

Zermatt 3980m

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Uploaded on Jun 20, 2011

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