Plans

1. so life is what happens when u r making plans ..
but don't say them aloud God laughs at our demands

So much waste but there's always cocaine
Its the thought that helps deal with the rain
Don't give all your pearls to pricks that steal.your time


Did you try to plan ahead for it?
Did the world just look away?
Did you maybe push too hard for it
At least we've got cocaine. I'm grateful
yeh thank God for cocaine

A pickup when I'm grey I m grateful

2. i spent too much time waiting for the 415...I got
pissed on the platform and piss over my jeans

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Such a waste to look back take the reins
" "                                  forward and pray
" "                                  to be missing this everlasting now
dont Cast all ur pearls before pricks that steal your time
breathe deeply and fill up ur lungs    x3

then spit it out
Cos the trains round the bend, you'd better run for it.

Oh why won't th plans work out?
Why wont the world listen?/ play ball

ch. and believe in today in the wind in the rain in the meadow the spring and the summer ur lover if she s aroundch. ......................

3....so sit down grab a pen, make a plan and stick with it
Cos to lose is still better than not doing a thing
You gotta make friends with the dirt
You gotta make use of the hurt well
Make peace with yourself
I hope that we get something out of this defeat

There s so much around you breathe it in
there s nobody in these fields

NOVEL (writer's block)

in time u learn to dislike urself
in death at least u get sum rest

and i'm tired and tied to my old ways
i feel that I've wasted today

i was trying to write a novel, but i couldnt find a beginning
there was no filling for the middle and now we re all at sea


my hope and grace are wearing thin, i guess i haven't earned it yet
 so   be mine x3
and walk these halls with me and together we'll be maudlin.

i was trying to write a novel, but i couldnt find a beginning
there was no filling for the middle and now we re all at sea
as i cycle along the towpath
and stumble down the avenues
it s pretty clear ive lost the rhythm but not these blues

Falling Away (lyrics by Alex Kirkup & Alex Thorne)

another day, frittered away
 hope was like a rock now chipping away
 it looks the same, sounds the same
resolve is breaking i wither away
colors wash to grey
people say it s great so i guess it s OK
don't recognise, my life
sat in this waiting room Saturday nite


i m falling away back on top of me 
i m breathing out breathe me back in

Who's had enough commercial junk?
Gimme direction not fritter and fumble
Who is right? Who gives a fuck?
Evry bastard here seems so made up
And self absorbed
I watch the wheels turn its getting old
I've moved around never got too far
I wanna change but I'm stuck at this bar

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stuck in a rut feet in the mud
losing direction  i fritter and fumble
whats is right? who gives a fuck?
what does it matter when you're all made up?
stuck in my head so self absorbed
i see the wheels turn it's getting old
i move around never get too far
i'd rearrange but i m stuck in this bar