Holding Onto My Darling Sunshine

It was near the end to each day,
Whereby we would retreat to privacy.
Only gentle words from the heart,
Could be heard from the room,
As our songs played for one another.
I would take my place upon the arm chair,
Basking in the glorious light of the setting sun,
Then my darling angel would rest in my arms,
Upon my lap until she would drift into dream.
Never would I dare to disturb her peaceful rest,
Not as long as she glowed like a goddess,
Hair sparkling like a million celestial bodies,
Her unbelievable heart beating with mine,
Holding onto my darling sunshine.

Miss Porvoo

You had me at the first glance,
You charmed me with your smile,
Little did I know you were taking a stance,
Until you stepped up and drove me wild,
You lost me in your deep eyes,
Left me speechless with your curves,
Then made me laugh and became my demise,
As I began to lose my nerves,
Yet I reciprocated with full force,
And even thanked you for your divorce,
For you made my night, my month, my year...Miss Porvoo. 

People Without Purpose, Purpose Without Realization

How shallow each breath has become,
So icey every touch and empty every look.
No need for honor or respect,
When others simply take it all.
The hole in the heart only grows,
consuming everything near and dear.
Dreams are artificial meaningless trials,
Whereby we steal each others' last breath.
Sadness drawn out by lacking coin,
Spending the only free moments on sorrow,
When we could invest in joy and tomorrow.
Favour is a modern curse word,
For it no longer serves truth,
The truth in who or what is better or not.

For the last remaining heroes, poets,innocents and wise men, there is no purpose. 

Equality a Fool's Dream

Are we not programmed from start to finish?

Told how things are done and how we must submit,

As we strive for education living on a wish.

That if we persevere and do not quit,

Then we will bath in wealth and satisfaction.

Yet, only some have the chance to learn,

and even less the ability to earn.

For the less we earn the less we are,

As we rust and fade at society's feet.

We care not for the whole,

And we are too many, 

On this tiny spec of reality.

So how is it that we could ever realize equality?

Even I, who feels only to persevere,

Will always be looking up to society.

While society's eyes stare me down,

Filled only with pity.   

Club Aussie Bar - Probably the best party spot in Finland ironically :D

Step inside to a new world,
Where the words are foreign,
Born from the Queens tongue,
Yet shaped from many origins.

There awaits the masters of bad ideas.
The devils tempting you to let go,
While giving you all the pleasures desired,
And wanting nothing more than fair compensation,

How could one resist,
The freedom and the bliss,
To dance and sing all night,
With fair maidens and angels,
Until the morning light?

Welcome to Club Aussie Bar mates!

http://www.aussiebar.net/club/

Respect for the lyrics and sound

I find myself so hooked on music more and more. I can only hope the same for all of you as well. Share music with people because it makes us feel and to feel is to be alive. Have an awesome week everyone! 

Fort Atlantic - Let Your Heart Hold Fast

Letting Go of Fear

Created from the spring of life,
The ever flowing energies of consciousness,
A burning twister of magnificent light,
Pouring out existence and creation,
Forever reaching out in expanse,
Continuously molding the universe,
Placing souls and minds everywhere physical,
Leaving our corporeal vessels limiting us to this plain,
We are the origin, meant to be together in harmony.

Candice

Do spoken words mean nothing at all,

Is it too hard to listen, like just another chore,

Have my actions lost substance too,

Can one not earn any respect from you,

I need not burden myself trying to please,

When it is clear that we are all equal,

Pick up the pace and get with the notion,

That no one will offer you a sequel,

A lighthearted girl can always be serious.  

Nick A.K.A the new and improved Chuck Norris!

It was through great chance that we met,
specifically that evening my lips needed to be wet.
No homo of course my good bro.
When in the pub, one must enjoy a cold drink.
None could have foreseen which way the wind would blow.
We became brothers from others mothers keeping the link.
Traversing the sees and land to meet excitedly, 
and enjoying the time in your family's hospitality.
Yet it was not merely enough at the time,
for I was compelled to show you the home that was mine.
So we journeyed to the edge of the world,
so that another adventure could unfold.
From north to south we continue to venture,
always migrating to the next great calling.
Our story is a truly amazing one dear bro,
and it has no chance of giving up or letting go.

Hannaleena the Angel

Once upon a time I met an angel,
She held a gentle smile so sincere,
Her sweet nature disolving anything shameful,
and her kind eyes always glancing near. 
Such an adorable character,
for I cannot not forget her laughter.
Her words and voice brighten up the day,
so I wish her no harm,
and may she never fly away.