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brad19
Bradley J. Brett
Australia, NSW, Penrith, Sydney

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Lyric Collection #1 ©

SATELLITES

Everyone asks me about the simple things in life.
As if it really matters, with all this hate racing around.
I was waiting all alone, hiding away from the world.
Buying my time to watch and wait, as lives unfold.
Spinning around.
I've forgotten what it's all about. Little miseries, broken skies.
Claw your way out from this hole you've dug.
Ash, dirt, and broken bones.
The future is bright now, ready for the taking.

NOW THEIR WAITING FOR THE NIGHT LIGHTS,
SHINING BRIGHT, WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE.
WE HAVE A LONG WAY TO GO YET.
HANGING AROUND, WATCHING THE WORLD AT BAY.
WE WERE YOUNG WHILE THEY WERE OLD.
I GUESS THAT WAS OUR FIRST MISTAKE.

I want to be with you for a thousand years over.
And maybe I could have prepared you,
for the calamity ahead.
Yet at least this way, we may have a chance.
As we hit the roads, wave goodbye to this town
its people and the places we called home.
Our destinies spun on satellites and falling stars.
Make a wish, and hope you won't burn out.

NOW THEIR WAITING FOR THE NIGHT LIGHTS,
SHINING BRIGHT, WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE.
WE HAVE A LONG WAY TO GO YET.
HANGING AROUND, WATCHING THE WORLD AT BAY.
WE WERE YOUNG WHILE THEY WERE OLD.
I GUESS THAT WAS OUR FIRST MISTAKE.

The backroads have never been this quiet.
A drive-by lost in the undertone,
a flickering of radio.
Morning comes while night grows old.
On and on we'll go.

***

VANISHING ACT

Promise me you'll never forget,
all this longing that we have felt.
Its been the root of our desires,
and overture of breaking hearts.

Promise me you'll always be there,
under starry skies and mountainsides.
Now there is no life, without you, here.
And there is no way, I'll ever get down,
Not from here, not without you

And all this heart, is here to stay.
I'm gonna try and make my life, mine.
Yet how can I when your so far away?
I built up my dreams,
Only to watch them fall.
There is no life, without you, here.
There is no way, I'll ever get down.
Not from here, not without you.

And there is only myself to blame.
For all this mistrust.
I'm finding it hard to reach out,
when all I ever wanted, is gone.

And there is no life, without you, here.
There is no way, I'll ever get down.
Not from here, not without you.
Not now.
Not ever.

***


REDIRECTION

My head was half way round the world.
The night when you finally decided to call.
Your voice was gone, the taste of tears.
And I wonder if you're going to break.
Shatter and fade away.

I listen to your stories.
Wonderful myth in the undertow.
And I hope that one day, you'll be okay.
For all I know, is all you know.
And when I'm gone, then so are you.

SO TAKE THIS BROKEN HEART,
AND REDIRECT THIS LOVE.
FOR ITS ALL WE KNOW.
RAISE YOUR VOICE,
AND LET THEM KNOW.
THAT WE FINALLY MADE IT HOME.

I want you to know, how much you truly mean.
Yet I cannot find the words.
Your tears taste so bittersweet.
Yet we cannot let that stop us,
from becoming what we've always wanted.

SO TAKE THIS BROKEN HEART,
AND REDIRECT THIS LOVE.
FOR ITS ALL WE KNOW.
RAISE YOUR VOICE,
AND LET THEM KNOW.
THAT WE FINALLY MADE IT HOME.

And blinding lights won't stop us now,
we've had enough, so let us go.
We cannot feel, your presence here.
We've had enough, so let us go.
Everything has come down to this.
We've had enough, so let us go.

SO TAKE THIS BROKEN HEART,
AND REDIRECT THIS LOVE.
FOR ITS ALL WE KNOW.
RAISE YOUR VOICE,
AND LET THEM NOW.
THAT WE FINALLY MADE IT HOME.

***

ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD

Do you remember the first day?
The first time we ever laid eyes on our love.
We set it alight.
Just set it alight.

YOU AND I, CAN NEVER FORGET.
THAT ONE TRUE TIME
WHEN WE BOTH FLEW ABOVE,
ALL THE WORLD.
ABOVE THEIR HEADS, ABOVE THE CLOUDS.
AND WE HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD.
FOR OUR LOVE TO LIVE ON.

Do you remember the last day?
The last time we ever laid eyes on our love?
We watched it fade away.
Just watched it fade away.

Forget these memories, these past differences.
Don't look towards the future now.
Just look at us today.
For today is all we have, and all we ever will.
And just for today,
I will give you my heart.

***

GHOSTS

Feeling like the forgotten child,
sitting on his own, watching as the world goes by.
Ghosts of the distant past,
playground empty, laughter gone.
I used to come here,
now all I see is ghosts, dancing away eternity.

We've forgotten about the lost ones.
You down-trodden, the endless plight.
They carry the cross.
We carry the burden.
And what do we have left to say?
When sorry won't make up for the past.

They used to be friends of mine.
Lost is the fray, gone from tonight.
And I watch them laugh, as if the last time was past.
These ghosts dwindling away.
Our crime to the forgotten.

AND TOGETHER WE WILL RISE.
IF NOT FOR THEM, BUT FOR US.
WE STILL HAVE A CHANCE TO REDEEM,
THE PLIGHT OF THOSE WHO DON'T.

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NightWindSailor Comment by: NightWindSailor - 2008-01-16 05:24
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Brad, I liked this piece so much that I've provided my comments on a separate email.
BethShanFan Comment by: BethShanFan - 2007-10-05 21:36
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I only read two of these because it's been a long day and concentration is a bit hard to come by, but I really enjoyed them. (Vanishing Act and All the Time in the World)
L J Comment by: L J - 2007-09-29 22:13
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Great works you have written, lad.
With more to come I hope
A couple of gremlins crept in
But on the whole not bad.

Whoo-hoo, I'm a terrible poet. I cannot add anything else to what Frances said except this; poetry and song are jewels that stem from the heart. The fun in writing these genres is the time it takes to make them more than perfect. The rewrites. I rewrite my poetry and workshop the pieces until they're perfect before publishing (in books). That's the fun. Of-course you might have a different idea.

All in all, excellent work.
robind Comment by: robind - 2007-09-10 19:46
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Very thought provoking and brimming with emotion. I liked your lyrics very much. Keep up the good work.
Frances Comment by: Frances - 2007-09-03 23:59
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Well bret, all I can say is that you are just a natural. This is fantastic! you have love, sorrow longing regret and also hope here. I see four great songs in this write. Fantastic. I have only one little criticism, I would not have posted it all at once. People tend to tire of long writes and this one is too fantastic to be thrown aside because its just too long.
Frances.xx
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