Stuck Thinking of You

I’ve tried so very hard, tried all I can
But it just ain’t the same again
I feel so tired and down
Don’t feel like up and running round
I’m flustered in what I do
I’m stuck thinking of you

I try to imagine your face
But the pieces won’t stay in place
I try to remember your pretty figure
But all it does is make my longing bigger
I’m feeling sick through and through
I’m stuck thinking of you

I want to stare into your eyes
Pick you up and hold you nigh
Hear your voice, feel your heart
Stay together, never again to part
With you, the hours seem few
I’m stuck thinking of you

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mE (for a friend)

I really want to tell you, about this friend I've got, called mE.

Signs their texts, with a simple little word, called me.

Like you're sitting in the chair at home, wondering what's going on,

When you hear a knock at the door and you're no longer alone,

Who's there? Who's here? It's me!

Yeah, I know who me is, do you? Come in me!

Me doesn't tell you their real name, cause you know who.

Me is a friend you know is always there for you.

They'll put up with your stupid pranks, and big head,

They'll listen to you ramble when you're half-dead.

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Who I Am

You don't like my hair,
You don't like my dress.
You think I'm wrong;
That you know best.

Think you know better.
Think you got it all.
And right now,
My back's against the wall.

You say I should be here;
But I really should be there.
Come to think of it now,
I should be nowhere.

You say how I should live:
What, when, where, how.
But I'm telling you,
Back off right now.

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Bulletproof

Hey, it's me. Got a kevlar vest ornating my chest,
Walking a battlefield, with scars only partly healed.
Bullets and rockets explode, as the dead's bones corrode.
But I got a kevlar vest ornating my chest.
Hey! Got nothing to fear right? I walk the alleys at night.
I'm a gun-toting machine, stop me if you can!
Bulletproof, gun in hand, tis this an invincible man?
But did I tell you where I've got most my scars?
They're under my kevlar vest ornating my chest.
Deep and hard, some still bleeding, jagged scars.
Many bullets have hit, but few through could they get.
So now you ask, from where are those scars you mask?
Most of my scars are on my back, the sad fact:
I'm bulletproof, but the knives still go through.
Got a kevlar vest ornating my chest, might be bulletproof, but the knives still go through.
Bulletproof...

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Picture Perfect

In many pictures we look out of place
So self-concious and so straight-laced
We sit so still and we try, try, try
Always trying to catch the camera's eye
But either its our hair, our clothes, or the light
There's always gonna be something not quite right.

If you listen to the voices whispering around
There is one sure way that you will be found
Always brushing your hair changing your clothes
Enhancing your moves-whatever goes
They'll spin you round, yeah, until you break
Spin and brake, give a smile that's fake

So slow down, take a break
Catch your breath before you wake
We only get to live one life down here

You can spend your whole life
Trying to live up to all the hype

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Jesus Walking on Water

Twelve disciples in a boat
Doubting it would float
Master had left them alone
Drifting the seas in a storm
Then they saw a figure
Slowly getting bigger
A spirit, they fear
but that's not what they hear
Jesus, walking on water
Saying 'Have faith, don't falter.'
Peter leaps to his feet
'If it be thou, me bid! '
The boat rolled from side to side
The wind howled hard
'Come, ' beckoned Jesus
Peter focused his eyes on Christ
Stepped out into the unknown
He with his faith alone
One step, then two
Amazed at what he could do

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Bleeding Heart

Beneath the bravery, the heroics, the disguise.
Beneath the happiness, the veil, the lies.
In the soft and maellable, yet cold hard
So infinitely precious, yet battered and scarred.
A stream of life-giving red slowly ebbs away.
The essence of life that twas meant to stay.
Beneath the perfect surface, intense damage.
We grasp at threads as scraps we try to salvage.
Using tissue paper to stem the bleeding torrent.
But it takes more than tissue to stop the current.
Tortured, bleeding heart, lucky few will never find.
The tortured, bleeding heart now is mine.
Rumbling waters beneath desert sands.
Bleeding hearts, something few will sense.
Watch the people, those closest to you, those you often meet.
From people in office, sports stars, celebrities, and winos on the street.
If you care to pry their.shells apart,
Hidden inside, you will find bleeding hearts.

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Anzac

A dark brooding shadow
Soldier standing alone
His head bowed in agony
Soldier standing forlorn

His creaking ship landed
Only one month ago
Now all his mates dead
Are buried on the knoll

His khaki clothes flutter
Flutter in a sea breeze
By day they bake
By night they freeze

His slouched leather hat
rests on his rifle
A Symbol of courage
One mustn't trifle

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Blaze of Glory

Blaze of glory, the epic showpiece
The reality of dreams, the advent of a wish
The accumulation of perfection
Light in the darkness of desperation
Fireworks explode, the walls implode
As power comes to dwell at his abode
The flash of energy, boardwalk to infinity
Forever young, the dawn of invincibility
Fists and hands reach for the sky
Get ‘em high, get ‘em high
The scream of victoy echoes from lips
Completion of the masterpiece
Inside they rise, if not out
Them at their best, there is no doubt
Soldiers fight and die like wildcats
On the rubble and ruins they raise victory flags
Athletes who break their walls
Then into invincibility's bottomless fall
They raise their trophies high
Reach their hands to the sky

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Kiss the Dirt

Feel rush of the wind either side as on a tiny sleek bike you ride

Feel the gasp of hurtling metal monsters lurking all around to getcha.

Feel their presence as they push you to the wall, let the fear inside take you over all

Feel the power surge through your legs as everything else you forget

Look neither to the left nor right, cycle like the lightening, day and night.

Feel the wind freeze your piercing face, feel the pain plaster your grimace in place.

Feel the adrenalin flow in as the truck edges you out. No matter how close, you just keep going.

Cycle till you no longer touch the floor. Till you can't do it anymore.

Then let those wheels fly, feel yourself touch the sky as you feel yourself lift so high.

Till you melt into the metal frame and feel yourself hypnotized by the glory and speed grand.

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