Escaping

 

i'm driving on the highway towards the promised land
it is a slow ride cause' it's made of water and sand
to see more clearly i light up a cigar
i pour some whiskey to fuel the car

 

this car is magic and can drive on its own
i have to be careful when i step into the zone
it has no mirrors cause' i don`t need to look back
i just put my foot on the gas and drive into pitch black

 

no more memories no more problems
no more things to occupy the mind
no more  stories no more troubles
just me and the unpredictable wild

Never Right

I can't seem to be right
can't do it even for my life
i'm a good friend with Mr Wrong
but with Mr Right i can't get along

lady Luck hates me too
every decision that i take
makes things tremble like a quake
what am i to do

i spin the wheel another time
hoping for the best
with everything on the line
my heart is pounding in my chest

i want to be right only once
to restore the balance
to be right no matter what fate wants
one time it really counts

Bottoms up

I see the world in different colors
 depending on what I drink
 I drink away my sorrows
 I keep my head Into the bottle till I sink
           
Rolling between bottles
I'm looking through their glass
I can't see any problems
only a girl's naked ass
 

I can't find my words
but who needs them anyway
my eyes are rolling backwards
kiss you all I'm entering the gateway

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Pondering

As I'm pondering about the future

all sorts of things come to mind
life seems to have a dark humor
that's not very kind

but as a realist would say
life's not meant to be kind
life's not white nor black is gray
it's a place where the weak get left behind

    

we are all equal at birth
or maybe that is just a lie
cause' some are born in dirt 
and others have everything money can buy         

Failing

You try to find a place of your own
all the dreams you had may have been wrong
you search the life you always wanted
you think that everything is granted

that over night you can become a big shot
but things don't really work like that
although you work your fingers to the bone
you're still nowhere you're still alone

and as time passes along
the journey to success may be too long
and fear strikes you in the heart
reaching it may be to hard

Someday

Riding the waves of the cuban shore
smoking a cigar on the beach the night before
jumping from the cliffs in the oceans blue
seeing just the beach in my field of view

running on the sand in my bare feet
feeling on my skin the sun's heat
listening to the waves while falling asleep
exploring in my dreams the ocean deep

living in a shed bordering the beach
with everything i need easy to reach
leaving all the worries behind
just chilling with nothing on my mind

Spark of light

Rowing in the night
on a dark lake
with nothing in sight
what direction to take

the shore is nowhere to be found
i'm just rowing in circles
i want to put my feet on the ground
but all i can see is the water surface

my compass doesn't work any more
don`t know how to reach the shore
i'll just drift into the night
till i'll see a spark of light