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Getting Out for Safety

I.

Woke up at three
The cold kissed my lips
Your missing touch
brought me to tears

The other day
we fought and made up
Like water and oil
in a goblet

You said you love me
but it’s not enough
Our differences are
stoning our home

Maybe it should fall
down and be rebuilt
We need to go out
We need to be set free

II.

If you look for answers
and can’t find me there
I would understand
Things run their course
Love can’t break this curse

If in the morning you
still can’t bear me a smile
If in the summer you
couldn’t rain w/o the thunders
Let’s put on our shoes and
leave the house
The door will be closed,
but always know that my
arms will remain open

III.

I will wait but will not
hold my breath
Hopeful but not stupid
My love for you is strong
but my heart tires

In your soul-searching,
I still hope you would
find me there
‘Coz there’s still a lot of love
that’s left in me

IV.

If you look for answers
and can’t find me there
I would understand
Things run their course
Love can’t break this curse

If in the morning you
still can’t bear me a smile
If in the summer you
couldn’t rain w/o the thunders
Let’s put on our shoes and
leave the house
The door will be closed,
but always know that my
arms will remain open

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5-11-13

I’m sitting at the porch
wondering if
I was good enough
Eyes moving, looking for
an answer; a resolution
Maybe I could
think of something
if I mourn it properly
The cuts won’t
heal easily so
maybe if I pray
it will soon go away

Drinking doesn’t seem
to fulfill my attempts at
a waste-away night
I go home defeated, gutted
With hammering noises
inside my head
Maybe it’s time to call and
not laugh at unfunny jokes
It won’t make anything easy
so maybe if I pray it will
soon go away

There’s no winning
in a losing feeling

There’s no winning
in a losing feeling

but long ago
I stopped praying

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Dependence

I.

The stairs are wet
My finger itches
Needed to be upstairs
To write about you

The room is airless
Dust is all over
Needed to breathe
To sing about you

The kitchen’s a mess
The sink is full
Needed to clean
While waiting for you

II.

I took the stairs
I almost slipped
I was speechless
Nobody saw me

I opened the window
Bugs were everywhere
I covered my face
Nobody warned me

I cleaned it all up
Until everything’s spotless
My hands were bleeding
Nobody helped me

III.

The rain stops
So is my fear
Needed to exit
To see the sun

The buzzing’s gone
I open my mouth
I call out your name
I don’t need a reply

The cuts will heal
That’s for sure
I take a hot shower
To make love with water

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Dumb Rambling: A Song About Sex

A little closer, it’s wearing off
It runs deep, I can’t take it off
I need a hand, you have two
I know you want a peep

Those glasses look awful
I don’t want them here
You can’t see clearly
Distraction, I can’t kiss you

Do it now, everything’s history
Unbutton it now, we’ll make new history

My hands they’re not monsters
I’ll go easy on you
You see me as I see you
Babe, don’t be afraid
We’ll gun down the peepers
We’ll kill them, my lover

Don’t bother, we’re invisible
Chatters will be chatters
I’ll show them like I’ve showed you
Not a crime, it’s me and you

Wipe that smug off your face
It doesn’t make you pretty
Hold your head high
We all have the same skin

Do it now, everything’s history
Unbutton it now, we’ll make new history

My hands they’re not monsters
I’ll go easy on you
You see me as I see you
Babe, don’t be afraid
We’ll gun down the peepers
We’ll kill them, my lover

Times are a-changing, says genius Dylan
We’ll make love on the doorstep
What’s to say, the ever nosy neighbors
It’s none of their business
It’s not their penis

We are not monsters
It’s our primal nature
You see me as I see you
We’re both made of flesh
We’ll gun down the peepers
We’ll kill them, my lover

 

Reynaldo D. Pagsolingan Jr.

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Hey, Friend

Hey, friend
You seem to be normal
Perfect teeth and gorgeous clothes
Hey, friend
You’re a lying fiend
Telling me this and that
Treating me like a garbage fool

Hey, friend
I deserved better than that
Hey, friend
You should’ve let me change you
Hey, friend
I might still love you

Hey, friend
Where are your manners?
You shouldn’t have let me fuck you
Hey, friend
I want to strangle you
I want to leave you
Soon, you’ll be a stranger too

Hey, friend
I deserved better than you
Hey, friend
You should’ve let me be a friend to you
Hey, friend
I might still love you

I see you sipping coffee
I see you lighting your cigarette
I see you smiling at me
From a distance now
Outside your apartment

Hey, friend
Let’s do this again together
All will be forgiven
Aches will be forgotten

Hey, friend
I deserved better than that
Hey, friend
You should’ve let me change you
Hey, friend
I might still love you

 

reynaldopagsolinganjr@yahoo.com

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Demons and Quiet Seas

Lively stomps of the sun’s shiny shoes
It’s waiting on the other end
The breath of greens smelling fresh by the lovely river
It tempts me to get out of my warm and cozy cave
It’s easy to howl nonsensical happiness but the goo of my blues feels more comfortable

May I ask you to marry me?
I have the weight of nine planets
Do you want to live in paradise?
I have clothes I have worn a thousand years ago

Many kings, many queens
Little princes, white carriages
I could dream the life of diamonds but I was born with a crown of tears

Laughter, the moon, cows and Godly creatures
The accessories of youth, I’m immune to such figures
Demons, quiet seas, they are my vacations
I am as happy as a man without a sight
Give me eyes and kiss me forever, I’d pluck it out and still sleep with soundness

May I ask you to marry me?
I have the weight of nine planets
Do you want to live in paradise?
I have clothes I have worn a thousand years ago

Many kings, many queens
Little princes, white carriages
I could dream the life of diamonds but I was born with a crown of tears

Leave me broken, it’s not such a tragedy
Dig into my chest, you’ll be lost in a maze
Now, do you still love me?
Will you still love me?
It’s okay if you don’t
It’s okay if you won’t

 

reynaldopagsolinganjr@yahoo.com

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All on Me

There you go with your sweet mouth
Talking and kissing, owning me effortlessly
At least leave something for what is absolute
Or I’d end up fixating my heart on something false

I should chill but my life is on fire
Young and stupid, who says I can’t be for a while?

Pain and glory, they’re almost the same thing
I live for myself by living in fantasy
It’s all temporary, missteps, I call it my baby
If I fall hard, then shit, it’s all on me

“Ticking bombs” says our teachers and parents
You say forget them and fuck them,
we play with what is in hand
I wish I could say the same thing,
but I’m running ’round your palm

Heels in love without authentic connection
Soul all bared out while you just want some action

Love and hormones, when ignited they create explosions
How to learn to stop it, you set yourself on fire
Maybe it’s temporary, maybe I’ll burn to pieces
Nobody cares anyway, it’s my love that is astray

I live for myself by living in fantasy
If I fall hard, then shit, it’s all on me

 

reynaldopagsolinganjr@yahoo.com

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