Tuesday, December 22, 2009
When A Heart Of The Week Grows
By: Tyler Ross
It's time to hit the road through this traffic flow
and drive five hours straight away
When all the while, I tell myself just to believe
Don't be so hard on yourself for you can't change a thing
Can't change a thing
The close few, I know
Remind me to remain calm
But I'm still the same
My smile hasn't changed
Tell me what's going on
I lay awake in a hotel room reflecting on my current mood
and I can tell for the first time
This yearning you generate in me
It's natural to miss these feelings you bestow and want to come back home
But patience is everything
I hope you wait for me
From the things you've said to the actions you do
I can't help but think about what other bliss will come from you
With thanks to give and the zealous energy in you that lives
I'll prove to you
I'm forever true
I want to be the one you want
I lay awake in a hotel room reflecting on my current mood
and I can tell for the first time
This yearning I have for you
It's natural to miss these feelings you bestow and want to come back home
But patience is everything
I hope you wait for me
We can take it slow
We can take it slow
I'm in no rush
We can take it slow
I just want you to know
I'm committed to you
So committed to you
I lay awake in a hotel room reflecting on my current mood
and I can tell for the last time
I'm ready to be with you
It's natural to miss these feelings you bestow and want to come back home
But patience is everything
I hope you wait for me
Saturday, December 19, 2009
No One Deserves This Heaven More Than Me
No One Deserves This Heaven More Than Me
By: Tyler Ross
Kick all the sound that surrounds my ears
All the distortion trying to interfere
My mind is like a jungle sometimes I suppose
Overcrowded with thoughts trying to keep me low
Persuasion keens in on my days and nights
No need to worry with her by my side
I’ll pick my own lock and open me up
Expose her to my world, nothing to interrupt
I hope she accepts me as the man I am
Without any doubts trying to hold back her hand
Open up her eyes to drill into mine
She would see everything is infinitely fine
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
Like a bird, but with archangel wings
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
In the loving arms of Gordin is where I want to be
The earth is shaking, but I stand serene
She helps maintain my balance with everything
If perfection were possible, she’d be what you want
The gold is in my hand so flawless I flaunt
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
Like a bird, but with archangel wings
Cloud 9 is the status that sets me free
In the loving arms of Gordin is where I want to be
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Ceremony
Ceremony
By: Tyler Ross
Speed it up, I’m talking to you
Can’t see straight, well that’s nothing new
You coast through life without a clue
Easy to forget, well that sucks for you
Keep your distance
You look better over there
I’ll wave you over, but no difference
Do you even care?
Cold as glaciers
Then hot as coals
Eliminating both with your selfish hose
I’m stuck with my mind on overdrive
Eating my words to keep me satisfied
Passing on those who waste my time
Eyes straightforward no matter rain or shine
Sticking around, it’s not a fucking option
Intuition is deep
My flag is raised with caution
Familiarity is key; you’ve got learning to do
Repeating mistakes, no help for you
Common sense, break those chains
Realize now, or are you still the same?
Crashing down, can’t help you stand
Weak morals and values can’t comprehend
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Fragility Lessening
Fragility Lessening
By: Tyler Ross
Pressure sets before it gets to my fingertips
I’m not losing my mind this time
I can’t believe I have achieved
Overcoming what’s grown inside of me
Patience flows as doors closed
Never in my life have I felt so exposed
Settled nerves helped stumbled words
Come clean as I drive myself in and out of sleep
Break me and take me
I’m here crying out
Hug me and love me
I’m just like you when you shout
I just want to shake this lingering doubt
Being loved, so loved
On top of the world
Over and out
On top of the world I go
Over and out
Friday, December 11, 2009
Stacking The Ritz
Stacking The Ritz
By: Tyler Ross
I called out to flap those wings
You know those moments we find in dreams?
Floaters over a lopsided sphere
Strategically beckoning delight back and forth in the clear
We don’t want to call it quits
We feed off one another’s wits
Passionately blooming as the shoe fits
This is it for we won’t turn our backs
We admit the timing loved us both
Do you want to count the facts?
We are the smiles that stick
We are the process not the waiting to miss
Opportunities equal to make us colossal
We are what made this fun
We are the energy of the sun
Chemically bonded class session 101
Open toed, we feel every piece of grain in the sand
Comfortably stable
We are a solid-coupled successful band
Romantically inclined
Connected in every category
This reality will never cease to shine
A semester ending piece of mind
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
The Best Seat In The House
By: Tyler Ross
One empty seat
A room filled with chattering teeth
The studying minds debated
While celebrated peers escalated
The decisions juggled
For some no struggle
The monkeys that hopped off their backs
No longer needed to stay attached
One empty seat
Now became a dream standing on two feet
An attempt became made
As she reached out to speak
“Have we already turned in our papers?”
An easy reply
With those eyes
How could you say, “See you later?”
Even greater
It continued on in between the class
Drawn in so effortlessly
You wouldn’t want to pass
The opportunity said we’re striking gold
Information exchange
We both became sold
To the highest bidders very late
Semester was growing old
But it was now something you could further appreciate
The building up began
No one this time ran
But into each other for bliss
Equally elated
Minds glued and lips when we kiss
Thankful the seat became occupied
She is what you call permanent sweetness
Desired hands tied standing side by side