Spinning For The Cause

There’s really nothing new to this
it’s nice to have you with me as I go
a bumpy ride for sure but you can stand up
there’s no need for you to crawl
no matter how you feel
it was you who broke the ladder
and left no way to get upstairs
doors were of a different kind
and led towards a cinematic meltdown
time to step outside and think of how and when to change the key

There’s really nothing new to this
besides I tend to do things very slow
a battle between dark and light
where nothing comes from things without a soul
with little or nothing left
it will keep on growing stronger
the constant craving there for more
with the will to rhyme for better times
a silly song is slowly coming to a closeure

came with many minor chords in it and now it’s nearly done

I am a man with a love for the light
who wants to forgive and forget
I seek and destroy every devil in sight
the living as well as the dead

I am a being of space and of time
standing on top of the world
speaking of what ever is on my mind
singing because of a girl

And I know that there’s something within
caught in the crossfire
my heart has been beating in need of a friend
all of my life

Hard as a diamond but soft as a kiss
very warm on the inside
feeling your teeth as they’re touching my lips
I have got nothing to hide
thinking that when it is my time to go
with every mistake i have made
i am guided by light that shines upon my soul
carefully leading the way

And I know that there’s something within
caught in the crossfire
my heart has been beating in need of a friend
all of my life 

This one
too much to handle
only to honor you
I’m done
with being gentle
and wanting you want me too
through many mysterious ways that we talk to eachother
trying to work things out
the tossing and turning at night time
lover to lover
and days of talking too loud

With everything that goes on
anyway the wind blows
i am feeling better now than before
and anyhow i figure
I will never ever
be the same again
when I’m coming over
when I hang my coat up
you won’t have to bother
holding my hand
I’m known to be the blacksmith
I am better off with
what lies at the end of the rainbow

Maybe
nothing will come from
giving you all my love
but you
tend to be everything that I’m dreaming of
when I am alone I am frightened
troubled and nervous
all because you’re not there
with you around I’m thinking
what have I done to deserve this
while totally unaware

With everything that goes on
anyway the wind blows
I am feeling better now than before
and anyhow i figure
I will never ever
be the same again
when I’m coming over
when I hang my coat up
you won’t have to bother
holding my hand
I’m known to be the blacksmith
I am better off with
what lies at the end of the rainbow

When I start to worry when I do everything wrong
when I weep a little cry because
I haven’t heard from you for long
I am doing what I ought to fighting to belong
slower than the rest but never out of line
the cause will make me strong

The many aces you’ve got up your sleeve
all too much for me to handle
and to me it seems like make believe
and glory hallelujah when you walk the night

Hope and faith and sometimes superstition leads me on
through all kinds of weather
hope that you will think of me when I am gone
often come to stop myself when I have just begun
I was born in Scandinavia but I am powered by the sun

I had a feeling you would turn to me
hoping that I’d understand you
from what I know and from what I see
I’m thinking as I walk into the light

The many aces you’ve got up your sleeve
all too much for me to handle
and to me it seems like make believe
and glory hallelujah when you walk the night

I am one out of a billion
sitting down below a star
when I look up to the sky it doesn’t seem to be that far
if I did forget to mention
what goes on inside my heart
I can tell you nothing more or less than saying for a start

That I’ll give you almost everything
you can reach me where the stone turns to dust
sometimes you will catch me shivering
running wild and sort of lost in my cause

I go in and out of fashion
I was born when elvis died
I’m a fairly ordinary flower picking type of guy
I am open to suggenstion
if you’d like to have a try
talk me into swimming to the moon and back again tonight

And I’ll give you almost everything
you can reach me where the stone turns to dust
sometimes you will catch me shivering
running wild and sort of lost in my cause

Breakfast comes at eight and I am wide awake
nine with my head spinning for the cause
morning glory hits me like a hurricane
shakes me like the Beatles and the Doors
tender is the word I give to you my love
never knowing what it really means
do you want to come along when I leave home
and top it off with pills and ecstasy

Try to write it in a letter
whether right or wrong
sing it in a song
I will not stop
nothing tells my story better
than the streets I walk
I don’t want to know
where I end up

Friday night was filled with matching fever strokes
season for panic to attack
a green eyed bandit laughed and came in from the cold
no reason left for me to sing it back
business never easy when you’re nearly dead
you give and you get nothing in return
sit on top of you and eat a gingerbread
to save you from a lot of your concern

Try to write it in a letter
whether right or wrong
sing it in a song
I will not stop
nothing tells my story better
than the streets I walk
I don’t want to know
where I end up

Everything that dies along with the craving for more
like drugs and alcohol and cigarettes
seems to me is like knocking upon an open door
where often what you see is what you get

I’ve got a lot of love to give but i have got to let you know
all in all probably for the best
when it comes to what I feel and to the rhythm of my soul
my heart is standing still inside my chest

My father taught me steering clear of danger when it’s there
it gave me good as well as bitter times
my mother told me not to talk to strangers cause she cared
I kept it in my heart until she died

I’ve got a lot of love to give but I have got to let you know
all in all probably for the best
when it comes to what I feel and to the rhythm of my soul
my heart is standing still inside my chest

If seeing is believing I have trust in god above
my eyes are keeping me ever awake
life can be amazing still sometimes it’s very tough
someone help me out for heavens sake

I’ve got a lot of love to give but I have got to let you know
all in all probably for the best
when it comes to what I feel and to the rhythm of my soul
my heart is standing still inside my chest

Picture yourself ressurected
a flower or a fish
everything that you expected
from me to grant your wish
knowing that all is connected
knowing all that is
I write it again and again I am longing to touch and to kiss

Autumn grows colder and colder
warmer still inside
my poetry slower and slower
with nothing left to hide
just when I thought it was over
coming back to life
the devil I’m thankful that’s gone is the same type of devil I miss

Beggars and bangers are crawling
in and out of sight
I am the one who’s been calling
your name into the night
some things will live on a promise
better kept inside
I see that you like it when I am around putting you to the test

Lovers with secrets will undoall of their mistakes
calm under pressure the kind who
sleep halfway awake
when I am done I will do what ever it will take
to try it all over again and begin with with the best of the best

Putting words together so that they will form a melody
in a heart that wants to rhyme
sentences that complement each other almost perfectly
from another place and time
I walk within the treadmill
I do not make a sound
I’m waiting for my love to come around

Giving all of my attention
to everyone I’ve ever loved
in the need of intervention
or a hand from up above

Magic in the sense of living life the way it’s meant to be
when I touch you in my sleep
this planet is a place of love and hate as far as I can see
I have both inside of me
so many times I’ve wondered
if I will ever learn
just to find it less and less of my concern 

Giving all of my attention
to everyone I’ve ever loved
in the need of intervention
or a hand from up above
all I have to do is mention
what I do in times of war
it was never my intention
giving you a last resort

Head on backwards, turning upside down
a drop of milk spilled on my wedding gown
a ticket to ride and a feeling of something peculiar
a night to remember
a day like no others before

That’s when my machines come out to play
like shining stars and speeding cars on open highways
the times I love the most is when we’re only halfway there
and heaven is the place we can be found

We sat the world on fire while we were writing in our notebooks
a bit of peace and quiet is all we want
symphonies in black and blue and red roses when the rain stops
we’ll keep dancing till the music is all gone