Lana Del Rey - Video Games

"Video Games"

Swinging in the backyard
Pull up in your fast car
Whistling my name

Open up a beer
And you say, "Get over here
And play a video game."

I'm in his favorite sun dress
Watching me get undressed
Take that body downtown

I say, "You the bestest."
Lean in for a big kiss
Put his favorite perfume on

Go play a video game

It's you, it's you, it's all for you
Everything I do
I tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you
Tell me all the things you wanna do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?
It's better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody is loving you
Baby, now you do

Singing in the old bars
Swinging with the old stars
Living for the fame

Kissing in the blue dark
Playing pool and wild darts
Video games

He holds me in his big arms
Drunk and I am seeing stars
This is all I think of

Watching all our friends fall
In and out of Old Paul's
This is my idea of fun
Playing video games

It's you, it's you, it's all for you
Everything I do
I tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you
Tell me all the things you wanna do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?
It's better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody is loving you
Baby, now you do

Now you do
Now you do
Now you do

Now, now you do
Now you do
Now you do

It's you, it's you, it's all for you
Everything I do
I tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you
Tell me all the things you wanna do
I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?
It's better than I ever even knew
They say that the world was built for two
Only worth living if somebody is loving you
Baby, now you do

Now you do
Now you do
Now you do
(Now you do)
Now you do
Now you do
Now you do 

 

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The longest wait Draft 1

The longest wait is when your love does not reply

Your letter goes unanswered and you do not know why.

Email, whatsapp, facebook, messenger, SMS, phone, skype

We have one million ways of communicating today

But her heart is one million light years away

And nothing will reach her.

The longest wait is when your love does not reply

You speak, you shout, you whisper

But its all in vain

You're just talking to the air.

There is no one listening.
Still you try.
No one is listening
But sadly still you try.

YMC 31st August 2013.

My love is shameless Draft 1

My love (for you) is shameless
It is like fire
It consumes me
Torments me
I am on fire
And they laugh


I am beyond caring any more.
My love for you consumes me
It drives me to despair
I am trapped in this train and I can't leave.

My Desire is like a freight train roaring through my heart
In the darkness of the night
It stops for nothing
It just keeps on going
Blaring its industrial horn
I'm like a passenger inside this beast.

You can hear it howling.

It terrifies you and you flee
I am so sorry
I cannot make it stop
The fire within me can't be quenched easily.


My love for you is shameless
It does not care about me
It humiliates me, torments me, consumes me.
Burning me to destruction.
I am on fire and you flee.

YMC 29 August 2013.

Sometimes the affection you have for that one person suddenly drives you to do the most outrageous things that shock even the one that you like or love or are infatuated with.

I'm a romantic and when I like someone - I may do things which seems silly, stupid.

And the saddest thing is that the more I talk or say, the more she is repulsed and turns away.

Walk Away with me Draft 2

The road is long
My burden is heavy
I speak but I might as well be talking to the air
The ancient map we have is flawed
It makes no sense

But my cruel companions push on
I walk in silence afraid to speak
It makes no sense
My complaints are answered with platitudes
It makes no sense

I close my eyes but the questions never stop muttering
It makes no sense
We took a wrong turn again
But we don't stop

I try and argue but they laugh
Is this a joke?
It makes no sense
I cannot go on. I cannot.

My religion does not make sense
I cannot subscribe to beliefs I do not believe in

I will not carry on walking with people who believe in such things.
I do not worship a book
I worship a living God
I must get out NOW.

Then as we pass a shadowy overhang
I slip away.


And find you in the darkness.
We've never met yet it seems we have known each other forever

We walk and I hold your hand
And we share the sunset together.

I feel you touch my heart
It glows slowly then burns brighter than the sun
But you look away with a smile.
You look beautiful in the twilight
But you already knew that.

The darkness fallsYour smile fades
And I lose sight of you.
I call out your name but you do not reply
The blackness of the night shrouds my sight
In silence I wait for the dawn
YMC June/August 2013

I am not your son Draft 1

I am not your son
Even though you gave birth to me.
Our thought patterns are not the same
Our desires are so far apart
The things I love you detest

What I have done
The great deeds I have performed
You scorn
You mock
You destroy

On the altar of your pride
I have gathered the bonfire wood
You sacrifice your very own Issac
Eagerly you stab the blade down
Rejoicing as my blood runs out

And the angel stood aghast and wept

Poetry as Therapy: Rachel McKibbens at TEDxFlourCity

Pablo Neruda-I Like For You To Be Still (Narrator/Glenn Close)

I just discovered Pablo Neruda's work - and wow, I'm impressed. His poem "I like for you to be still" is so beautiful. Well, I admit I'm a diehard romantic. I don't watch football on TV or for that matter any other sport... except perhaps skiing and surfing. But I do love the sound of good poetry. Hope you enjoy listening to this. I certainly did.


I like for you to be still 
It is as though you are absent 
And you hear me from far away 
And my voice does not touch you
 It seems as though your eyes had flown away
 And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
 As all things are filled with my soul
 You emerge from the things 
Filled with my soul
 You are like my soul 
A butterfly of dream 
And you are like the word: Melancholy 

I like for you to be still 
And you seem far away 
It sounds as though you are lamenting 
A butterfly cooing like a dove 
And you hear me from far away 
And my voice does not reach you 
Let me come to be still in your silence 
And let me talk to you with your silence 
That is bright as a lamp 
Simple, as a ring 
You are like the night 
With its stillness and constellations 
Your silence is that of a star 
As remote and candid 

I like for you to be still 
It is as though you are absent
 Distant and full of sorrow 
So you would've died 
One word then, One smile is enough 
And I'm happy; 
Happy that it's not true.