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Alone Again
 
Alone again
Just like the start
And as it will be in the end
Alone
 
In your space, time, your thoughts
Loneliness and solace
Face the world the mirror
And wake up alone
 
Pathetic failure
Can you face it?
Another day
Another challenge
 
You meet people
Someone special
But they will leave
They always do
 
You and the world
You and your thoughts
Do not beat yourself up
Others will do the beating
 
Stay strong
Stay proud
 
Facing another day
They come and go
Life is a journey
A tough ride
 
There you are
Alone again
Just like the start
And as it will be in the end
Alone again.

The Man:*

THE FIRST THING

The first thing to remember is
It isn’t going to get any better
And the second thing is
To know the first

Once you attain this knowledge
Which some say is a dangerous thing
You are equipped to
Take on the world

But don’t expect champagne
And your name in lights

It’s a struggle
Always was always will be
Don’t blame me
I didn’t write the rules

If it comes easy beware
But the first thing to remember is
It isn’t going to get any better

 

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On the Street Where I Live
 
On the street where I live
I don’t know my neighbours
They don’t know about me
That’s the way they like it
 
Mystery and insecurity
 
 On the street where I live
There are loads of neighbours and no neighbourhood watch
No one invites you in for bourbon or scotch
They are too busy as snitchers or curtain twitchers
And that’s they way they like it
 
Mystery and insecurity
 
On the street where I live
Beggars wouldn’t raise a dime
Even if they begged 24 hours a day all the time
Every person is a one man vigilante
Jackboots in the hall they strut around like a nazi party
And that’s the way they like it
 
Mystery and insecurity
 
On the street where I live
If I died no one would come to my funeral
And I would not go to theirs
What the fuck have they done for me
And that’s the way I like it
 
No mystery and no insecurity
 
On the street where I live
Some say jerk go and live in another place
But there are streets like mine covering the whole human race
The world is covered with streets full of people close yet far apart
 
People got to start building their own dreams
Their own streets of desire
Home is where the heart is
On the street there is a lot of pain
 
One day the rain will come and wash the scum off the streets
One day let’s hope it is soon
 
 
Kevin
22/11/09