Volume Control

I listen to you talking all day long,
I listen without making a sound.
I listen to you kill that wonderful song,
I listen to that voice you think you’ve found.
Sound frustrates me and bothers me and it
Irritates my sensitive ears.
I can’t find the mute button, I wish I could
I wish I could shut it all out! I really do!
Oh the tears; They flow so readily down my cheeks.
I can’t take this anymore, I really can’t!
There’s too much noise, there’s too much talk.
The voices in my head, they just won’t stop!
All I want to do is hide in a soundproof cardboard box.
Far, far away from the talking animals,
And the squawking animals, too
Actually, away from anything that makes the slightest sound.
Someplace where the only sound I can hear is my heart’s
That sound, now that sound is true.
But soon I’ll grow tired of that too,
I’ll wish that sound be gone,
I’ll hope my heart skips all its beats,
Extreme volume control. So long!

The Irritating Few

You take what’s mine
I give you more
I thought it was fine
Now I’m not too sure

Why is it so hard to see?
The true worth of what you get
Why is it so hard to be?
Somebody that I’m glad I met

Do you feel challenged by me?
I think you do
I don’t know why
But is it true?
It doesn’t have to be this difficult

It’s easier if you stay the way you were
If only you would. But you won’t, I know

It’s unfortunate how things go wrong
And all you can do is watch…

Disappointing, yes, but it’s true
You’re just a part of the irritating few…

Butterflies in the Sea

The floorboards are creaking,
The windows are leaking,
There are butterflies sailing the sea.

The rain goes pitter patter
Annoying noise on a platter
Spledoosh! A puddle
Warm comforter. Cuddle
Hot chocolate? For me!
A book. Sure, throw one in
What's up? The ceiling fan

I see.

Paperboats in the puddle
Muddy water puddle
Muddy paperboats
Puddle's paperboats.

Floating on.

In this feel good weather
Lovely. Truly awesome!
You didn't know whether
You'd like this

Or not.

So the floorboards are creaking,
And the windows are leaking,
Oh just let this be!
After all, there are butterflies sailing the sea.

Lesser Than 4

It's greater than something that's lesser than three,
It's something that's lesser than four.
But be careful;
It's not equal to, but greater than three...
Then again, it's not greater than four.

<3. A heart;
90 degrees off, but that's alright!
It's so pretty, you think.
So apt, so nice...
But yeah, just in case you want to say more;
Simple, real simple.

Use <4!

The Path

Rain is good,
Gloom is good.
Sadness brings happiness.

Sadness makes you better.
Gloom makes you look within,
Shade is the answer.

Shade gives you shelter,
Reality brings sadness,
Rain makes you take shelter.

Reality makes you better.
Sadness makes you wonder.
And happiness awaits...

It's All In My Head

Vertigo, vert-ego, you spin me around,
Vertigo, vert-ego, you scream, but I make no sound.

Vertigo. vert-ego, you make me all mean.

Vertigo, vert-ego, you're for the most part, unseen.

Vertigo, vert-ego, it's all in my head,
Vertigo, vert-ego, soon I'll be dead.
Vertigo, vert-ego, but will you let me die?

Vertigo, vert-ego, it's definitely worth a try...

But vert-ego, green-ego, will you leave then?

The Wonderful World

The world is but a big, chunky globe,
Or geoid, call it what you may!
But there's more to the world than meets the eye,
So there's a lot more on your tray
Than you see, but I don't blame you, it's only natural,
To not notice things that take some figuring out.
Make you think, get you frustrated,
Make you smile, and even bum you out.

But think of it slowly, break it into little pieces...
Figure them out, piece it all together,
It makes a jigsaw worth solving, it does!
And you see things as they are, as they were, and will be..
And you realize that you're not alone!
You'll realize you're not alone at all,
In this wonderful, wonderful world!

The Next Port

It's been so much fun just being around,
The memories, the thrills, and our crew.
I guess it's time to head to new ground
The sails are full. We move!

An eventful stay at the Pirate King's bay,
It's the most amazing place you'll ever see...
The most wonderful thing in the world I must say,
The best place that you'll ever be.

I don't want to remember the tavern. Last night's,
Rum is still making me swim
I see the sun over the ocean blue, bright...
Last night was so sober and grim.

That fight I picked with that peg-legged man,
I really think I hurt him too much,
He was the Pirate King, but how could I know?
Surprisingly it took only one touch!

Oh well, moving on, it was a weird little thing,
That seems funny in its own funny way.
The tale of my luck will be in the songs I will sing,
But in the meantime, there's something that I have to say.

You might jump ports, but yes, it is true,
Some places mean more, and it will hurt
To leave them behind, but the journey must happen,
So don't worry...

There's always the next port!

Okay!

I scanned my friends, far and near,
I knew I'd spot you soon...
I knew I'd see you, see you here, and then

I knew I'd never let you disappear.

I saw you walk past, and I refrained,
I didn't know what to say.
What would I say? Would it be okay?

I had no idea... I couldn't read you,
I truly had no idea, okay?

So I spent my time wondering whether
What I was doing was right,
I didn't budge, and you didn't either...
Was this some unimaginable spite?

I sat down on a little wall
And lost myself in thought...
As much as I did what I did,
I did feel a bit hurt, no, a lot.

Then I wandered around, as usual
Floating on till I found my place.
I was just getting bored when you flitted in,
Flitted in to take up my case.

So you came by, and vented away
And I countered, it was all so fast...
My fault? Your fault? Whose fault? I really don't know!
Let's just call it a truce, this fight's not going to last!

Now things are back to how they were,
With a bright, red cherry on top.
I'm glad I finally got here, although it took a while,

Well, the weirdness just had to stop!

I really hope it gets better from here,
What will I do now? I don't know.
I really hope things get infinitely clear,
It's all going to be okay, I'm sure.

Andromeda Teflon

I look up at the sky, at night,
To me you're so far off.
You're there in plain sight, with the other stars
But you're just so far off!

You twinkle, twinkle, and I make a wish,
Oh my! it slips right off your shine.
I'm still sincere, you teflon dish!
I'll wish until I make you mine.

Wishbone? You? I think not,
I only wish 'cause it's worth a shot!
So that on some star-filled night, in retrospect,
There won't be anything that I'll regret.

Why don't you take a look around? You'll find
That everything else is real close.
Suddenly I seem far, it's a mutual thing,
But I'm curious; When was I ever close?

I guess bright stars are meant to be far,
Maybe that's just the way it is...
My constellation is just a star,
One beautiful star that I won't miss...

But Andromeda sparkle! I'm from the Milky Way,
And you're the one, the one I chose!
How special does that make you feel?
Awesome? Good? Bad? It's real!
While you ponder over thoughts at hand,
I'll stare up at the stars around,
Especially at you...

I will stay true.

My Heart-Shaped Box

I could put all my feelings in a heart-shaped box, and I could throw it out at sea,
I could put my feelings away, I could pack them off, so well that you'll never see...
Deny those feelings that are always there, those feelings that never will be.
But just so you know, you're my heart-shaped box...

Now tell me,

Would I throw you out at sea?