A Boy With Unusual Vision

They say I’m a boy with unusual vision

But they can’t see my dreams

I’m just a writer patiently waiting to die

I’m just a fantasy

My mind isn’t real

My thoughts are just make believe

I’m just a writer constantly wondering why

A toy to be played with by unknown confederates

Who thrive on the blood of the fools

The world could be ending

But they are still editing

The film of a life of the new

They say I’m a boy with unusual vision

I want my dreams to come true

I’m just a writer patiently waiting in line

I am one of the fools

I’m a piece of the action

I’m lonely and scared

My hair should turn grey in my prime

I lose my cool

My sense of direction

yet I’m still feeling fine

I talk to the ghosts inside of my soul

They tell me where to go

To find a way to find all the answers

I find them, and still I don’t know

Just a boy … Just a toy

Just a boy … Just a toy

They say I’m a boy with unusual vision

And then I am told I am blind

I’m just a writer patiently waiting to die

Before my time

A creature of sort that knows no better

Someone no one would want to find

I’m just a writer constantly wondering why

Wandering through life

Waiting to die

Poetic Design

POETIC DESIGN – Written by Carroll Bryant

Here … I am
On the eve of my conception
In the web of your deception

Deceased? … I am
With bewildered eyes I find
I am the product of your … poetic design

And I’ve fallen into the same old “How do you do?”
With nothing more to say except I’ve fallen for you
And I close my eyes and then picture your skin
On the tip of my tongue and it’s love

There … you are
In a world of constellations
In the heat of your frustrations

Confused? … I’m sure
With entrapment close behind
You are the product of my … poetic design

And you’ve fallen into the same old “How do you do?”
With nothing more to say except I’ve fallen for you too
And you close your eyes again and become your only friend
On the edge of a touch and it’s love

With a dream to underline
We are the product of love’s … poetic design

And we’ve fallen into the same old “What do we do?”
With nothing more to say and even less for us to prove
And the mountains we move and the way that we groove
Is the song in our hearts and it’s love

With a portal into time
We are the product of life’s … poetic design

And the legend left behind
Is the heartbeat of loves … poetic design

Red Tape

RED TAPE – Written by Carroll Bryant

“In the beginning of time, there was no end. In the face of death, there was a man. Taken from the dust of another purpose greater than the meaning of an existence that was just greater than …..”

Heaven is the good things
Hell is all the bad things
Earth is where both are planted seeds
Heaven is the right ways
Hell is all the wrong ways
Earth is just the way they both should be

Earth is just for sure the place for me

Fifteen trillion miles through the universe I travelled
All to that just to witness all I see
To the years I wondered and all the time I borrowed
Earth is just the perfect place for me

And so I have concluded
Nothing is excluded
All will perish for so I do believe

On the tongue I’ve tasted
Intelligence is wasted
Greed that fills the need and to all – poverty

Heaven is the sweet things
Hell is all the sour things
Earth is like some kind of dirty treat
Heaven is the clean days
Hell is all the mean days
Earth is everything and everyday

Earth is just for sure the place to be

Fifteen trillion dreams through the sleepless nights I’ve haunted
All to that to know you’ve lost the key
In the dark I wandered and all the hope I squandered
Earth is there where nothing else can be

And so I have envisioned
To making this decision
All might perish for all eternity

Of the love I’ve tasted
The kisses that were wasted
Bleeding for a need and to all – prosperity

Heaven is the cool things
Hell is all the bad things
Earth has way too many Earthlings
Heaven is the Sundays
Hell is all the Mondays
Earth is where everyday can be

Earth is just the perfect place for me

“Dogs that fight in the shadows of the street. The alleys and the same where strange two lovers meet. And knowing that the breath to breathe is escape, and cease. Learning life’s politics and cut through all of God’s red tape. There is no God …..”

Heaven is the light things
Hell is all the darker things
Earth is where these things can all be seen
Heaven is the shortest day
Hell is but the longest day
Earth is right there somewhere we can say

Earth is just for sure the place to stay

“And to the glimmer in the sky that catches all the watchful eyes, but can not see who’s in disguise watching your Earth’s demise. Knowing that it is too late to save it from its own red tape and suddenly …. it’s goodbye.”

Heaven is the right way
Hell is just the wrong way
Earth is just the perfect way to be

Earth is just for sure the place for me

Piercing Look (Smoking Gun)

PIERCING LOOK (SMOKING GUN) Written by Carroll Bryant

I broke your heart
That’s just the way that it is
It’s the way that it goes
When love isn’t in the kiss

You cried your tears
Down your face is how they flowed
It’s the way that it goes
After the story is told

I once believed in happy ever-after
Two lovers and the laughter
But now that is just a thing

I must confess I lost that feeling
And nothing is appealing
About you to me

This is how it has to be

Go take a walk
Go write your book
Go straight to hell
You have got a piercing look

Go straight to bed
Go kiss the crook
Go tell the tale
You have got a piercing look

No smoking gun can stand before the alter
Run before you falter
No wedding bells in the land of Gibraltar
Fathers hide your daughters
Love in exchange for dollars

Traffic jam on the highway of hate
Hell freezes over
Heaven can’t wait

It’s a bloody mess
And the blood is on the virgins dress
It’s all in your head

The feeling is already dead

All that you have earned
All that you have learned
All that you have took
You have got a piercing look

And in America, is like the rest of the world
Boy meets the girl
And there is pain
Communism and the rain
It’s all disguised and gone to shame

Love is like sweet cocaine and cheap champagne

No smoking gun can linger forever
Never saying never
Victims of the scene
Nowhere to run but to your clever endeavors
Put it in your letter
Feeling better with the most obscene

Go take a walk
Go write your book
Go straight to hell
You have got a piercing look

Go straight to bed
Go kiss the crook
Go tell the tale
You have got a piercing look

No smoking gun can be your ammunition
If not for your ambition
Your soul would sell your soul
And one by one
The brain becomes your spasm
The heart is your orgasm

Your soul will take your soul

Your Crazy, Crazy Love

YOUR CRAZY, CRAZY LOVE – Written by Carroll Bryant

I catch my breath to the sight
You pretty stranger
I fall to death in the light
That’s where you’re living
I crawl in line to the place
I know the dangers
A fog tonight and your face
I’m still believing

No shadow gets me down
I run all around this town
Never giving up
Just to find your crazy, crazy love
No time to wonder
I can feel my heart go under
You’re mean with the good stuff
Your crazy, crazy love

No worry gets me down
I’m a European summer clown
Your eyes they blow me up
Just thinking bout your crazy, crazy love
No wonder everything keeps spinning round
I can’t hear a sound
I like it rough
Your crazy, crazy love

When you touched my hand
I exploded in my mind
The way you walked away
Man, I nearly died

I cry for help
Emergency
I lose this fight
The way you felt
When I climbed so deep inside (of you)

No feeling is forever
Just being close together
My thoughts are not enough
Just thinking bout your crazy, crazy love
The thunder keeps pounding in my heart
I’m trapped inside the dark
It’s so tough
Your crazy, crazy love

No shadow gets me down
I run all around this town
Never giving up
Just to find your crazy, crazy love
No time to wonder
I can feel my heart go under
You’re mean with the good stuff
Your crazy, crazy love

No shadow gets me down
I run all around this town
Never giving up
Just to find your crazy, crazy love

I feel like a criminal
Just to be with you … and your crazy, crazy love

Species

SPECIES – Written by Carroll Bryant

The truth
This is who we are
There’s nothing much to talk about

Me and you
We are who we are
There’s nothing left to mope about

And with it
Everything we learn
Is everything we can’t forget
And with it
Everyone we hurt
Is anyone we refuse to like

Crash and burn

This is who we are
We are the planet of the apes
Dig this
This is where we are
A situation we can’t escape until death

A species of our own infections
Masters of our own inventions

This is what we are
We are the planet of the apes
Dig this
This is why we are
We are and we can not escape it

The truth
This is what we do
There’s nothing left to brag about

Me and you
We do what we do
There’s nothing here but fornication

And to it
Everything we kill
Is everything that pays us back
And with it
Everything we feel
Is anything we can attract

Bloody murder

This is who we are
We are the planet of the apes
Dig this
This is where we are
A situation we can’t escape until death

A species of our own suspicions
Masters of our sweet intentions

Kiss and spill

This is what we are
We are the planet of the apes
Dig this
This is why we are
We are and we can not escape this time

Living on a marble that just keeps on spinning
Turning and burning
We try our best to just destroy it

It’s in the nature of our being human
Learning to forget what we learned
Yet we choose to not try and stop it

Crash and burn

Me and you
This is who we are
Me to you
This is what we do
Me and you
Pushing it too far
Me to you
And we’re really screwed

This is who we are
We are the planet of the apes
Dig this
This is where we are
A situation we can’t escape – our mind

A species of a new religion
Masters of our own illusions

This is what we are
We are the planet of the apes
Dig this
This is why we are
We are and our hearts are gonna break in time

“A quest for inner – outer peace – One need to find a reason. So many questions married then divorced the answers with out any reason so we live in tomorrows dreams. This isn’t our planet that we’re giving, it’s our survival dying. And where to live the dream if not to be a new beginning?”

This is who we are
This is what we do
Pushing things too far
Until we know we’re screwed

Me and you
Me to you

We can’t escape
This is the planet of the apes
Time is running late
We can’t escape this race
Too many hearts are gonna break

Crash and burn

Seduction Of Abduction

SEDUCTION OF ABDUCTION – Written by Carroll Bryant

The lights were there

Hypnotizing me

And I just stared

The force was pulling me

And I simply freed my arms

To the touch that was the wind

And I exposed my heart

To the voices from within

And they welcomed me to join them

And then the power of it all

Spoke to me in rhythm

As the colors became rain

To the gift that I was given

Was the chance that it could happen again

And they were there

Seducing me into abduction

With just a stare

Their thoughts were telling me

Things that I have never listened

Or questioned much before

And the moment they were spoken

I could relate to and adore

And the vision was with insight

To the discoveries of the blind

And the past to be remembered

Was forgotten through the times

And the knowledge I was given

Was a treasure to embrace

And for man to continue killing

And destory the human race

Is the pain itself we’re living

And to that we can not win

And the gift that shines in dark grey eyes

Is the chance that it would happen again

And I simply freed my spirit

It was as easy as the wind

And I exposed my conscience

To the voices from within

And I knew it was a sacred thing

To the chosen who did know

And they thanked me when I joined them

And with the power of it all

I spoke to life with reason

And my feelings felt no pain

To the gift I have accepted

Is the chance that it should happen again

And the hope for tomorrow’s children

Is to never let it happen again