Next Time

Tell your tears it doesn't matter
Tell those streaks on your cheeks
That it is not love
In your life that you seek

Tell your broken heart
Tell your sobbing chest
Even though self justification
Is not giving your best

Tell yourself whatever
It takes to get by
Simply look away
Simply close your eyes

Lose your best friend
Lose your opportunity and choice
To speak honestly and openly
Let the dark winds take your voice

You'll never regret it
You'll never bow your head
Put it off till later
That there is a better way instead

The end never comes
Lock it into your mind
Take the easy way out
Because there is always

Next time



Neils
9:51 am
08/04/2009
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transcribed this time
7:39 pm
08/06/2009


N....again

A lot of the art of lying

Has to do
With repeating the lie
If you say it enough
It's eventually something

That they'll buy

If you emotionally explode
Go right off the deep end
Maybe you can force them
Into being your friend

If you mock and laugh
Deflect and demean
Then you can say it
Before during and in between

Act like it is they
Who deliberately interrupt
That way you can
Get away with being corrupt

Act insulted
Play the victim card
It's really quite easy
Not at all that hard

Do it in the name of order
Do it in the name of power
Go ahead and throw away
All of your life's precious hours

Be the Holy Victim
Play the Martyr's game
Punish excellence in action
Learn to shift the blame





Neils
9:18 am
08/05/2009
*
transcribed this time
7:34 pm
08/06/2009


N....again

Don't come on to me

With a half empty cup
I've a full grown dragster
And feel like revvin it up

Engine tuned and ready
Driver one and the same
Power calm and steady
Lightning is my game

Buckin up to start
Digging deep and finding
Emerging moving heart
My RPM's are winding

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you ain't got
I'm not green light blinkin
Not makin my hole shot

Screaming off the line
Flattening out the tires
A positraction rear end
My pipes are breathing fire

Endorphines are my elixir
Excitment isn't blind
I need a parachute
For my concentrated mind



Neils
*
written about 1993
*
transcribed this time
7:26 pm
08/06/2009

N....again

You may not

You may not ever get over it
But you do have to get on with it





Neils
7:20 pm
08/06/2009
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with respect and love

N.....again