Wistful Nightmares

WISTFUL NIGHTMARES – Written by Carroll Bryant

You were my beautiful mistake
I believed every one of your lies
Love was there for us to take
I was shaking in the light of your eyes

And I couldn’t feel my energy
It’s so real
And I couldn’t breathe
I’d steal almost everything
Your touch
And I couldn’t find my way

Every night I keep pretending
Your heart beats with me in perfect rhythm and
Every night I keep believing
Your arms are holding me
The world keeps spinning
And all my dreams look better in slow motion
And all my dreams look better in slow motion

There’s a sponge absorbing all my brains
It’s the way that you topple and fraud
And it’s driving me insane
In the fields where our romance can’t run

And I mustn’t hear your symphony
It’s so clear
And I mustn’t sing
I’d steal almost anything
Your trust
And I mustn’t hallucinate

Every night I keep pretending
Your heart beats with me in perfect rhythm and
Every night I keep believing
Your arms are holding me
The world keeps spinning
And all my dreams look better in slow motion
And all my dreams look better in slow motion

You were a magnificent mistake
I believed everyone of your tears
Love was easy for to break
I was shaking at the sight of your fears

And I couldn’t feel my energy
It’s so real
And I couldn’t breathe
I’d steal almost everything
Your touch
And I couldn’t find my way

Every night I keep pretending
Your heart beats with me in perfect rhythm and
Every night I keep believing
Your arms are holding me
The world keeps spinning
And all my dreams look better in slow motion
And all my dreams look better in slow motion

Slow … mo … tion

The Accident

THE ACCIDENT – Written by Carroll Bryant

Flash
Dark
Silicone visions
Fog
Silence
The screech
Jilted
Jolted
Tossed about
Blacked out
Nothing

Heavy breathing
Slow motion
Voices
Angels
Siren
Flashes
Silicone people
Heartbeat
Pain
Numb
Blacked out
Nothing

Time
Healing
Eternal
Atrocity
Care intensive
Crippled mentally
Invisible noise
Destroyed
Everlasting
Nights passing
Turmoil

Mother crying
Father praying
Sister silenced
Family
Silicone thoughts
Comatose
Days passing
Time elapsing
Future rewinding
Blacked out
Nothing

Awakening
Memory returning
Bones healing
Mind recovering
Ghosts flailing
Grandfather watching
Death eluded
Life changing
Recognize

Fear
The here
The now

The calling

The Banshee

THE BANSHEE – Written by Carroll Bryant

Leave her alone
And she’ll leave you alone
For no good could ever come
From loving the banshee

Listen to her screams
Wailing endlessly
Silently she will be
Nothing but a banshee

She drifts in the night under the moon
This is her mood
Pain is her food

She searches the night for the taste of the nectar
This is her time
Lost soul and mind

Leave her alone
And she’ll leave you alone
For no good could ever come
From loving the banshee

Listen to her screams
Wailing endlessly
Silently she will be
Nothing but a banshee

She watches it all from the edge of a shadow
Those are her eyes
A helpless demise

She waits for nothing, nothing at all
That is her life
There’s no compromise

Leave her alone
And she’ll leave you alone
For no good could ever come
From loving the banshee

Listen to her screams
Wailing endlessly
Silently she will be
Nothing but a banshee

And forever to be nothing to see
Forever to be nothing but a banshee

In The Style Of James Dean

IN THE STYLE OF JAMES DEAN – Written by Carroll Bryant

I got my leather jacket on
I got my hair slicked back
I’m the total package now
But with an attitude Jack

I’m not yelling for a reason
I’m just a rebel without a cause
I’m not trying to make a point
Baby, gotta split this joint

And I’m running in the night
Burning down the highway
Trying to make the scene
In the style of James Dean

When you know I’m so cool
I don’t have time to be a fool
I got a girl who runs the show
Like Marilyn Monroe

She’s not dancing for a reason
She’s just trying to save some grace
When she’s popping her pills, man
Just trying to catch some thrills

And she’s running in the night
Burning down the highway
Trying to make the scene
In the style of James Dean

You better look before you leap, sucker
You better look before you leap

When you look up at the stars
Can you count your dreams?
Do you see any falling down?
If so, tell me what that means

I don’t need a rhyme or reason
Just a chance to carry on
But I’ll take what I can baby
Just try and understand

That I’m running in the night
Burning down the highway
Trying to make the scene
In the style of James Dean

Burning down the highway, trying to make the scene
In the style of James Dean

The Poison Wine

THE POISON WINE – Written by Carroll Bryant

Come to me, I am the Lord – I thought he said
Are you free?
Come and explore the land of the dead

I am only asking for your soul
But you have to pay a price for me to take it
I can give you all a better life
But you will have to have the will to make it

Sacrifice, leave it to me – I heard him say
Paradise is right around the corner
Come any day

You must give me all of your possessions
You will not need them anymore
My name is J.J. and I must be worshiped
I am the one you must adore

I don’t understand how just one man
Can kill so many people just by talking to them

They drank the poison wine

Come to me, I am the Lord – I thought he said
Are you free?
Come and explore the land of the dead

I am your government
I am your king
Whatever I say, you must do
Always remember, we are religious people
And we shall all die before this is through

I don’t understand how just one man
Can kill so many people just by talking to them

They drank the poison wine

Murder never looked so beautiful
So wonderful
So peaceful and mundane

Love was never so scriptable
So hypocritical
And cynical to the point of insane

Who is crazier, the leader or the ones who follow him?
Come to me, I am the Lord – I thought he said
Are you free?
Come and explore the land of the dead

I am only asking for your soul
But you have to pay a price for me to take it
I can give you all a better life
But you will have to have the will to make it

I don’t understand how just one man
Can kill so many people just by talking to them

They drank the poison wine