Like That, It’s Over

LIKE THAT, IT’S OVER – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

You stepped into the picture and you smiled at the camera

But when it was developed, your eyes were devil red

I put it in my album and placed it in my dresser

A meaningless suggestion and it became officially dead

Like that, it’s over

Like that, it’s in the past

I did discover

That promises don’t last

And if I never dream again of true love to come true

Like that, I’m laying it, laying it all on you

 

You walked into the kitchen and you gave to me a recipe

But I when tried to make it, you threw it in my face

I got a towel to clean it but you took it in an instant

Then you left the premises before it got too late

Like that, it’s over

Like that, it’s cut and dry

I did discover that feelings can soon die

And if I never love again like I use to do

Like that, I’m blaming it, blaming it all on you

 

Have you never wrestled with the notion not to care?

I bet you never did, I bet you never will

Have you never wrestled with the tangles in your hair?

I’ll place a bet on this that you never did

And you never will for as long as you live

 

You walked into the bedroom and I opened up the covers

To let you in to love me but you left me there to cry

I fell asleep too easy between the sheets so cold and clammy

Just to be awakened by the time that passed me by

Like that, it’s over

Like that, it’s dead and gone

I did discover my pain was your pure fun

And if I never close my eyes and hope for something new

Like that, I’m laying it, laying it all on you

 

Like that, it’s over

Like that, it’s in the past

I did discover that promises don’t last

And if I never dream again for true love to come true

Like that, I’m blaming it, blaming it all on you

 

Like that, it’s over

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Hated Out Of Love

HATED OUT OF LOVE – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

I’m not fooling

True story of a sad goodbye

One desperate morning

Took me by complete surprise

 

She suckered me in like a vacuum in space

Slapped a silly grin all over my face

Didn’t heed a warning

Not even a sign

It was a moment in time

 

No feeling was spared

Nothing exempt

Everything we could have been or never was

I took it all for granted

In a world of sweet pretend

And she hated me right out of love

 

She had me cornered

Her persuasion was powerful

She was a mourner

That was her strange allure

 

She’d spoken all the words you’d want to hear

Clapping in the audience and giving a cheer

Didn’t waste a message

Not even a line

It was blowing my mind

 

No feeling was protected

Nothing was shit

Everything we should have been but never was

I took it all for granted

In a world of sweet pretend

And she hated me right out of love

 

Heartbreaker was her claim to fame

She carries a fake name

She gives me the whole blame

 

Stargazer was her only game

She carries a hot flame

She parries with no shame

 

I’m not fooling

True story marred with lies

One desperate morning

Facebook was her mad goodbye

 

She suckered me in like a fish on a hook

Writing the pages of her Goddamn book

Didn’t spell with rhythm

Not even a rhyme

It was a moment defined

 

No feeling was spared

Nothing exempt

Everything we could have been or never was

I took it all for granted

In a world of sweet pretend

And she hated me right out of love

 

No feeling was protected

Nothing was shit

Everything we should have been but never was

I took it all for granted

In a world of sweet pretend

And she hated me right out of love

 

I’m not fooling

True story of a sad goodbye

Psychedelic Kind

PSYCHEDELIC KIND – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

There are days when the sun comes out
And I’m refreshed by the gentlest of winds
There are days when I am so bummed out
And I’m touched by a kiss of the sweetest sin
And some days are just so boring
And some days go by so fast
And some days become my future
And then those days become my past
And some days seem to comfort me just fine
But if you want to get to the nitty gritty, baby
The days I like? … I like the psychedelic kind

There are girls I meet and to me they’re sweet
And I’m beguiled by the gentleness of love
There are girls that just seem to excite me
And I’m I’m touched by the thought and their care enough
And some girls just seem too easy
And some girls just take too long
And some girls just seem too lonely
And some girls don’t get it anymore
And some girls seem to simply blow my mind
But if you want to get to the nitty gritty, baby
The girls I like? … I like the psychedelic kind

You can hang me by a thread that dangles from your heart
You can lay me in the shadeness of the trees
You can take me by your hopes and dreams
You can put me to my knees
You can hunger for the breath I breathe
Stay with me and never leave
Any situation suits me fine
But if you want to get to the nitty gritty, baby
The ways I like? … I like the psychedelic kind

And some things can get so rotten
And then those things come back around
And then everything’s forgotten
And then nothing gets me down
And then anything and everything’s just fine
But if you want to get to the nitty gritty, baby
The things I like? … I like the psychedelic kind

But if you want to get to the nitty gritty, baby
The world I like? … I like the psychedelic kind

Angels Disappear

ANGELS DISAPPEAR – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

There’s a dark cloud hanging over head

It’s blocking out the light of the sun

When hearts break hard, it’s often said

Souls explode when the evening comes

 

And through it all, the ungodly mess

Is washed away by a river of tears

The hours pass in loneliness

When in the morning angels disappear

 

We take the precious things and we lay it to rest

The preciousness of love lays in with the dead

We always walk away when we need it the most

The preciousness of love is unveiled as a ghost

 

There’s a dark cloud hanging over head

It’s dropping the rain down on everyone

When hearts break hard, it’s often said

Only the fools turn around and run

 

And the world stands still in fretfulness

Watching as feelings cave into their fears

The answers come from outside a guess

When in the end angels disappear

 

We take the precious things and we leave them alone

The preciousness of love looking for a new home

We always blame the ones that we needed the most

The preciousness of love is itself just a ghost

And angels disappear

And angels disappear

The angels all disappear

 

There’s a dark cloud hanging over head

It’s blocking out the light of the sun

When hearts break hard, it’s often said

Souls explode when the evening comes

 

And through it all, the ungodly mess

Is washed away by a river of tears

The hours pass in loneliness

When in the morning angels disappear

 

We take the precious things and we lay it to rest

The preciousness of love lays in with the dead

We always walk away when we need it the most

The preciousness of love is unveiled as a ghost

And angels disappear

And angels disappear

The angels all disappear

Portrait Of A Friend (Cici’s Song)

PORTRAIY OF A FRIEND (CICI’S SONG) – Written by Carroll Bryant

If you look closely in her eyes
You might be surprised
Because deep inside you’re gonna find
What you don’t realize
That hiding in the child
Is a secret other life
Dreams that burn with a light
Enough to make you blind

And even in the darkest night
Comfort she will find
In the strength of all her might
Enough to win the fight

She’s a shadow of herself
A victim of somebody else and

Everytime I try to picture
What it must be like
I … get a snowy vision
Of time always losing time
And why does it even matter
If the heart inside is fine
It’s nothing like I pictured
She changes all the time
All the time

She can make you laugh one minute
Then she can make you cry
You can think you’re going to get it
And then you realize
That while the room is spinning
It’s really in your mind
The gypsy girl with all her magic
Buries you alive

And even in a weaker moment
She can rip you all apart
In the gloom of impending doom
You can trust her heart

She’s a shadow of the mystery
A warrior of what you believe and

Everytime I try to picture
What it must be like
I … get a blurry vision
Of time always losing time
And why does it even matter
If the heart inside is fine
It’s nothing like I pictured
She changes all the time
All the time

When a hug is not enough
I … wanna find the hidden passage
To everything she loves

When it gets confusing
I … only want to touch
Her deepest dreams and everything
That to her, it means so much

The woman hiding within a soul
Trapped by history and I know
The riddle … can never be solved
Not tonight

She’s a shadow of herself
A victim of everybody else and

Everytime I try to picture
What it must be like
I … get a snowy vision
Of time always losing time
And why does it even matter
If the heart inside is fine
It’s nothing like I pictured
She changes all the time
All the time

Sun Sweet Love

SUN SWEET LOVE – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

She turns away from sun sweet love

Invisible to the rain

She cuts herself way too much

Hiding in her shame

 

She can’t see that happiness isn’t found in a state of shock

But she won’t talk it out

And she won’t balk at the words I write

She just walks right out

She just walks right out of my life

 

She dances in her own infliction

Crying behind her eyes

She’s a flower of contradiction

Never to realize

 

She won’t believe in tomorrows hope when her tears refuse to fall

But she won’t try at all

And she won’t listen to the sound of the wind

She just lets it fall

She just lets it fall into the end

 

Scream at everything that hates you

Run into your secret world

Dream no more if you don’t want to

You’re a big enough girl

 

Leave the things that won’t invent you

Run into your secret world

Dream no more if you don’t want to

You’re a special girl

 

Scream at everything that forsakes you

Passion only rules the world

Dream away the life that makes you

You’re a big enough girl

 

Leave the things that only break you

It’s a runaway world

Dream away the name that he gave you

You’re a special girl

 

She turns away from sun sweet love

Invisible to the rain

She cuts herself way too much

Hiding in her shame

 

She can’t see that happiness isn’t found in a state of shock

But she won’t talk it out

And she won’t balk at the words I write

She just walks right out

She just walks right out of my life

Right out of her own life

Right out of my life

Right out of her own life

Painted In You

PAINTED IN YOU – Written by Carroll Bryant

 

I stare at the clock

Time ticks away

It doesn’t like to leave much behind

 

Dancing with memories

They always see through me

Looking at life through the blind

 

Looking at life and I find

 

That maybe I’m crazy

There’s no explanation

For all the things lost in my heart

 

There’s too many reasons

Why I can’t believe in

What don’t kill you just tears you apart

 

What didn’t kill me just tore me apart

 

She keeps on talking as I keep on walking

Down a road painted in blue

She laughs at my pain that falls down like rain

Never trusting my lies were the truth

All that she’s after is love and the laughter

I could have given that to you

The pieces all shatter as I watch them scatter

Down a road painted in blue

Down a road painted in you

 

Damn this cold winter

I don’t understand it

Why it’s so strange in my head

 

Reliving the moment

You apparently stolen

Right from the warmth of my bed

 

Right from the place where I bled

 

She keeps on talking as I keep on walking

Down a road painted in blue

She laughs at my pain that falls down like rain

Never trusting my lies were the truth

All that she’s after is love and the laughter

I could have given that to you

The pieces all shatter as I watch them scatter

Down a road painted in blue

Down a road painted in you

 

So maybe I’m crazy

There’s no explanation

For all the things lost in my heart

 

There’s too many reasons

Why I can’t believe in

What don’t kill you just tears you apart

 

What didn’t kill me just tore me apart

 

She keeps on talking as I keep on walking

Down a road painted in blue

She laughs at my pain that falls down like rain

Never trusting my lies were the truth

All that she’s after is love and the laughter

I could have given that to you

The pieces all shatter as I watch them scatter

Down a road painted in blue

Down a road painted in you