Songs Section header

all songs are featured in order of submission

Grey Hairs Of My Youth


all of this passion
that beats within my breast
all of my wisdom
that separates me from the rest
does not spare one
from the madness of love
i had plenty of freedom
and now i'm a dying dove

chains of virtue
pull me on my path
my wanderlust is dead
yet i sense a great wrath
about to pull off a social coup
and give silky history a stain
the chaos that follows i dread
for it will be filled with pain

pouring out my endurance
testing the limits of my heart
going all the way
what might be my last headstart
one last kiss and one last dance
holding out for the truth
and the dawning of the next day
the grey hairs of my youth

forget my friend the romances of the past
embrace a new light
we've got plenty of time
and there's no need to fight
the flag is only half-mast
a dear friend has died
giving liberty a boost to climb
God knows she tried

and as i sit down to dinner
long lost is my appetite
my stomach cries for sustenance
yet i can't take one bite
i realize i'm getting thinner
so i try to enjoy and force myself
a fifteen piece chicken bucket eating trance
my belch a sigh i leave on the shelf

an infinity of nothing goes on forever
trapped within an eternal slinky
i've been here before
we just forgot to throw away the key
that symbol is the source of the river
we've already died a thousand times
deja vu is again knocking on the door
as always, the little guy rhymes


Amos Jo
SoHo/8432
Dedicated to Deja Vu.


dividing bar

Here are some actual songs, in Midi format
performed and written by CL Moodswingin / SoHo/9719

Bang Bang
Drive
Storm
and here is another he has written
 

My Little Masochistic Angel
=================
You want to be right, you want to be strong
You want to be weak, you want to be wrong
You want to be porcelain, you want be pure
You want to be less, you want to be so much more
When all you want is what you are is what you need in life to be successful
You're so behind lost in your mind, can't keep up with your life, you know it's stressful
Got vague ideas of what life is that don't apply to you, you're on the outside
Your neighborhood consists of one lost helpless little soul, you want to run
and hide inside the empty spaces of your mind
You know you want to spend a night alone together, wanna be lonely ..
You're so distraught and so confused, changing with the weather, want to be
the only one who knows the meaning of life, so you can change it all
You want to be secure, you want to be cold, you want to be on the wrong side
of the tracks at the wrong time
You want to be small, you want to be bold,
you want to be free, you want to be confined
-----
Want to be sweetness and light, with your darkness twisted
You want to do all the right things, want to hurt yourself, want to blame yourself, and go ballistic
All of your friends are all in your mind
My little masochistic angel, I think you blew a fuse this time
-----
You want to be smart, want to be connected
You want to be sick, want to be rejected
You want to be popular, you want to be known
You want to be lost, you want to be on your own
When what you need is to believe in something indistinct, you know, you've lost it
When all you have is not your own, you have nowhere to go, you're so neurotic
You're so disturbed by dreams you think you never even had, the cloth is faded
You hurt so much, but you want more, you've got a little room, you are so
jaded, deviated, lately throwing up your arms
You know you don't know what you want, you know you want it, so indecisive ..
You're paradoxically inclined to let your life go on, you decide not to decide
who you are, so you can change it all
You want to be innocent, you want to be morally incorrect, you want to stray
from all you ever knew to what you want to be the truth
You want to be silent, you want to crawl erect, you want to be old, want to regain your youth
-----
Want to be sweetness and light, with your darkness twisted
You want to do all the right things, want to hurt yourself,
want to blame yourself, and go ballistic
All of your friends don't ever mind
My little masochistic angel, I think you blew a fuse this time
-----
When will you ever learn, you're not who you are
You are a splinter caught between your own soft skin
When will you figure out, that lies bring scars
And truth can only hurt you in the end
Don't speak a word, now, not a sound, those voices in the distance
They can't hear you when your eyes are tightly shut
Work through it all, and fall again, remember reminiscence
And that this is only a temporary rut until you lose again
I know you want to run, I know you want to hide,
I know you want to sink in to yourself, want to crawl inside
I know you need to feel the spaces so surreal
Until reality can't hit you in the face with your secret stolen
I know you need to cope with the doctors losing hope,
Just don't mope around with all your troubles piled up in a heap
I know you stay awake, for fear that you would wake,
and you don't ever think you're losing sleep
-----
Want to be sweetness and light, with your darkness twisted
You want to do all the right things, want to hurt yourself,
want to blame yourself, and go ballistic
All of your friends are all so kind
My little masochistic angel, I think you blew a fuse this time
-----
Hope you like the song :) Liam | moodswingin | SoHo/9719/

 

 

 

 

 

 

All works of literature/music are the distinct legal property of the creator and can not be copied/reproduced without written consent.  

to submit your favorite song to this section

(following geocities content guidelines)

mail them to valkryie@iname.com,with your name and url.

only SoHo residents may submit items to the library

Quotes | Jokes | Sayings
main page

Featured in the SoHo Library

Check out the SoHo community center pages