When misunderstood
One should apologize
One should realize they only
Really exist in so far as
They appear in others eyes
Because
The true value of an individual
Is that they are nothing at the core
And that there are only the shifting winds
Of surface congeniality on which to soar
Such is the depth of wisdom
That fear of failure brings to bear
It is always in another’s hands
As to the judgment if one truly cares
Just like emptiness is the greatest teacher
And patience is the damnation of the soul
Faith is but a meaningless promise
If one observes the chill factors cold
Yes
True work never stands on its own
The critics always win
And that’s why it’s best to always cower
To show that you want to be their friends
Neils
11:10 pm
08/25/2005
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transcribed this time
11:20 pm
08/25/2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
On offers of compromisingly ... getting along
Forget it
I don't care what creeps like or don't like
I don't care what the nit picky say
I don't care what fair means if it's some ruse
To get me to bow down before mediocrity's way
Don't be pushin on me if you don't
Want to get substantially shoved right back
I don't need some rough puffs screamin
And whinin like I've been on an all out attack
Because if you swear you were just going light
And think I came back way too strong
Then you need to be writing lyrics
To some of the back street boys songs
And if there has to be one more lesson
Someone thinks they need to be teaching me
Let's just say I'm not any body's whippin boy
And I quit taken shots long ago for free
Neils
5:10 pm
08/24/2005
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transcribed this time
5:24 pm
08/24/2005
*
no disclaimer on this one
if you take it personally
maybe you should.......
N....again
I don't care what creeps like or don't like
I don't care what the nit picky say
I don't care what fair means if it's some ruse
To get me to bow down before mediocrity's way
Don't be pushin on me if you don't
Want to get substantially shoved right back
I don't need some rough puffs screamin
And whinin like I've been on an all out attack
Because if you swear you were just going light
And think I came back way too strong
Then you need to be writing lyrics
To some of the back street boys songs
And if there has to be one more lesson
Someone thinks they need to be teaching me
Let's just say I'm not any body's whippin boy
And I quit taken shots long ago for free
Neils
5:10 pm
08/24/2005
*
transcribed this time
5:24 pm
08/24/2005
*
no disclaimer on this one
if you take it personally
maybe you should.......
N....again
Monday, August 22, 2005
Poor baby
Poor baby
Is it safe there in gray world
Where nothing is black and white
Where nothing is ever wrong
Where nothing is ever right
Nuance this
Nuance that
It's all a point of view
Even the very facts
For fence straddlers
Poor poor baby
If yes and no is too hard
Well then there's always maybe
But everywhere
And all the time
Sounds to me
Like an unbalanced mind
Let's get down in it
Let's get into the dirt
Tell me something that matters
Tell me of your deepest hurt
Who would you protect
Who to you draws sacred breath
Who would you step in front of
To meet eye to eye with death
Neils
10:20 pm
08/22/2005
*
transcribed this time
10:24 pm
8/22/2005
Is it safe there in gray world
Where nothing is black and white
Where nothing is ever wrong
Where nothing is ever right
Nuance this
Nuance that
It's all a point of view
Even the very facts
For fence straddlers
Poor poor baby
If yes and no is too hard
Well then there's always maybe
But everywhere
And all the time
Sounds to me
Like an unbalanced mind
Let's get down in it
Let's get into the dirt
Tell me something that matters
Tell me of your deepest hurt
Who would you protect
Who to you draws sacred breath
Who would you step in front of
To meet eye to eye with death
Neils
10:20 pm
08/22/2005
*
transcribed this time
10:24 pm
8/22/2005
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Walking the edge
Oh yeah I love it
I love being welcomed by the spiders
The toads the worms and snakes
All looking to pose right up
All looking to fake they got
What it takes
I love all the false intentions
I love all the alibi's
I love all the split double tongues
Swearing they don't lie
Cause
Everybody's got it coming
Everybody gets to choose
But some think they can only win
If they make the other guy lose
But I've got enough volunteers
To be the trouble looking for me
To believe that my own attitude
Doesn't affect what I think I see
Not that I won't push back
But I'm not afraid of a smile
Sometimes even if only a memory
It's what can get you through that
Last hard mile
Neils
6:43 pm
08/16/2005
*
transcribed this time
12:03 am
08/17/2005
I love being welcomed by the spiders
The toads the worms and snakes
All looking to pose right up
All looking to fake they got
What it takes
I love all the false intentions
I love all the alibi's
I love all the split double tongues
Swearing they don't lie
Cause
Everybody's got it coming
Everybody gets to choose
But some think they can only win
If they make the other guy lose
But I've got enough volunteers
To be the trouble looking for me
To believe that my own attitude
Doesn't affect what I think I see
Not that I won't push back
But I'm not afraid of a smile
Sometimes even if only a memory
It's what can get you through that
Last hard mile
Neils
6:43 pm
08/16/2005
*
transcribed this time
12:03 am
08/17/2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
This one was hard sweat
Are you coming to me
With Deception
Are you coming to me
With a lie in your heart
Are you looking for a way out
Of doing your own fair part
Are you looking to upset me
Unbalance me down to my core
All so you don’t have to answer
All so you can take away more
What’s with all the hurry up
What’s with the pressure game
It’s always seems to be something
Your approach is always the same
You’re always coming across angry
Saying you don’t have to be on time
And that you can do anything you want
Because it’s your body soul and mind
But just when it can go good
You jump right off into full negate
And yet wonder why you’re confused
Wonder why you’re so full of hate
Neils
10:55 pm
08/12/2005
With Deception
Are you coming to me
With a lie in your heart
Are you looking for a way out
Of doing your own fair part
Are you looking to upset me
Unbalance me down to my core
All so you don’t have to answer
All so you can take away more
What’s with all the hurry up
What’s with the pressure game
It’s always seems to be something
Your approach is always the same
You’re always coming across angry
Saying you don’t have to be on time
And that you can do anything you want
Because it’s your body soul and mind
But just when it can go good
You jump right off into full negate
And yet wonder why you’re confused
Wonder why you’re so full of hate
Neils
10:55 pm
08/12/2005
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Breaking the silence
Breaking the silence
With a breath of life breathed in
With a relaxation of the shoulders
With a choice of company
That will not make your world any colder
Breaking the silence
With a simple smile
With a look upon your face
That says you know the lightning
But also address yourself to grace
Breaking the silence
With a quiet thought
For the sake of another
Like sometimes all real love needs
Is for someone brave enough to
Be a lover
Breaking the silence
But maybe this time with a sound
That knows even the rage of angels
Can walk in peace upon sacred ground
Neils
6:44 pm
08/11/2005
*
transcribed this time
6:53 pm
08/11/2005
With a breath of life breathed in
With a relaxation of the shoulders
With a choice of company
That will not make your world any colder
Breaking the silence
With a simple smile
With a look upon your face
That says you know the lightning
But also address yourself to grace
Breaking the silence
With a quiet thought
For the sake of another
Like sometimes all real love needs
Is for someone brave enough to
Be a lover
Breaking the silence
But maybe this time with a sound
That knows even the rage of angels
Can walk in peace upon sacred ground
Neils
6:44 pm
08/11/2005
*
transcribed this time
6:53 pm
08/11/2005
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
A Normal Voice
A normal voice
****
****
Don't speak to me
With passion
Like there is such a thing as romance
Like even a tiny portion of the world
Stands a chance amidst the mad man's dance
Don't speak to me of the evening
And how flowers can perfume the air
Or how when even as the sun goes down
It still has enough light to dare us to care
Don't speak to me of your hopes and dreams
Or with any openness in your heart
About how to make a good beginning
Or how to even want to give that a start
****
****
No speak to me in a normal voice
And whatever that would mean to you
Why can't people ask for what they want
With out first thinking
They have to tell the other person
What not to do
****
****
I thought we might catch a note
As it drifted from some guitar
And let it ride with us on a walk
As we gazed up on a star
I thought we might buy a malt
And sit out on a sunny day
On some park bench somewhere
And laugh and watch some children play
But I don't know how it happened
Suddenly I just went away
I didn't know what else to do
And I definitely didn't know what to say
I guess I couldn't find my normal voice
I couldn't find it even when I was given the cue
I guess lonely street just took a turn
And I went on down it
Without you
Neils
11:24 pm
06/25/2003
*
transcribed this time
10:34 pm
08/10/2005
N....again
****
****
Don't speak to me
With passion
Like there is such a thing as romance
Like even a tiny portion of the world
Stands a chance amidst the mad man's dance
Don't speak to me of the evening
And how flowers can perfume the air
Or how when even as the sun goes down
It still has enough light to dare us to care
Don't speak to me of your hopes and dreams
Or with any openness in your heart
About how to make a good beginning
Or how to even want to give that a start
****
****
No speak to me in a normal voice
And whatever that would mean to you
Why can't people ask for what they want
With out first thinking
They have to tell the other person
What not to do
****
****
I thought we might catch a note
As it drifted from some guitar
And let it ride with us on a walk
As we gazed up on a star
I thought we might buy a malt
And sit out on a sunny day
On some park bench somewhere
And laugh and watch some children play
But I don't know how it happened
Suddenly I just went away
I didn't know what else to do
And I definitely didn't know what to say
I guess I couldn't find my normal voice
I couldn't find it even when I was given the cue
I guess lonely street just took a turn
And I went on down it
Without you
Neils
11:24 pm
06/25/2003
*
transcribed this time
10:34 pm
08/10/2005
N....again
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