maybe this will give you an overview so you can relate:
This verse of 3 is about a girl I held dear, although written before all thsi mess happen between us (happened in June wrote this in Jan.) its pretty crazy how much the song I wrote back then for her has taken on the script that I thought. She has since went back to Ares and broken my heart once more, but see I realzied that a dream is no longer a dream once i beocme reality, for dreams are to escape the hardships of reality. Dreams are limited only by one's self and not society as reality is. Thus, a dream girl can nevber trully come to fluertion since she is a dream, never to be perfected or molded in the form you want in reality. This is just a combintion of what I said and me coming to the realiziation that only way I'll ever see her and me togtehr is to etrenally dream. Enjoy this, I hope you will:thumb:
replyed to Artisic Girl, Devious and MATW
Sister Cities (Inspired by Vanessa) (1-26-06)
Verse 1:
What’s my line darling as I read her script/
I tripped off the quick wit she bled and spit/
Kept with the Titan remember flying at stars pace/
As insomnia will break my scared face/
Of basic instincts of how everyday/
The taste of chocolate inside her blinding ray/
Stay tuned to scenes of dreams deferred/
The girl who blows me away she’s seen superb/
That’s occurred above the rim the flyest picture/
Quicker poetic justice in diamond scriptures/
I give her juice from Eden’s blues lagoons/
Zoomed to moons Apollo’s 13 rouge doubloons/
Bloom bright like moon light of gigantic/
Magic loves that drugs and sunk titanic/
Granted her life’s like a movie reel/
Peep her tragedy that’s agony to beauty still/
Hook (2x):
Hold on stay let hope take you/
To a place few balloons have ever been to/
Follow me to a place where our souls/
Can imagine love that can unfold/
Verse 2:
Royal’s the color purple but it hurts in her eyes/
As I try to revive her soul her ghost hides/
My how skies bled blue as it rained outside/
I swore the rain was the tears from cupid’s eyes/
Her fear of false love blind to the facts/
That realties wrong dreams are for real but that/
Doesn’t matter for she stays in hope’s gridlock/
Rocked by comets of despair she been caught/
And haunted by passion hooked she hears his screams/
Dreams want silence but the lambs fear and seem/
To be at peace she lost like her weight becoming thinner/
I’d give her my all but she falls loving sinners/
Dimmer the lights in her eyes once the stars to guide/
But she lies inside secret gardens tarred and dried/
As she cried I wish I was the one she’d smile/
But that’s fantasy like purple raining on a rose of Cairo/
Verse 3:
Aphrodite nightly wants her Ares but he's not the same/
Loves wars of pain, more then adoring dame/
But in my brain I wonder why I’m also dying inside/
Not sure why but I'm realizing in my mind, why/
I consider her my dream girl, since/
It's only in sleep where we seem perfect/
Makes sense, since a dream's to escape reality/
So the tragedy is that we can never be/
Sadly all I do in life will never be enough/
To touch her soul this whole pill will bring me luck/
To never wake up from the Matrix state surreal/
Still and blue is a Dr. Who takes more pills/
To feel her love so real but awake/
We create reality we use dreams to escape/
So I can’t wait to visit Death's Sister City, seems/
My dream girl only way will ever be...is in my dreams/
This verse of 3 is about a girl I held dear, although written before all thsi mess happen between us (happened in June wrote this in Jan.) its pretty crazy how much the song I wrote back then for her has taken on the script that I thought. She has since went back to Ares and broken my heart once more, but see I realzied that a dream is no longer a dream once i beocme reality, for dreams are to escape the hardships of reality. Dreams are limited only by one's self and not society as reality is. Thus, a dream girl can nevber trully come to fluertion since she is a dream, never to be perfected or molded in the form you want in reality. This is just a combintion of what I said and me coming to the realiziation that only way I'll ever see her and me togtehr is to etrenally dream. Enjoy this, I hope you will:thumb:
replyed to Artisic Girl, Devious and MATW
Sister Cities (Inspired by Vanessa) (1-26-06)
Verse 1:
What’s my line darling as I read her script/
I tripped off the quick wit she bled and spit/
Kept with the Titan remember flying at stars pace/
As insomnia will break my scared face/
Of basic instincts of how everyday/
The taste of chocolate inside her blinding ray/
Stay tuned to scenes of dreams deferred/
The girl who blows me away she’s seen superb/
That’s occurred above the rim the flyest picture/
Quicker poetic justice in diamond scriptures/
I give her juice from Eden’s blues lagoons/
Zoomed to moons Apollo’s 13 rouge doubloons/
Bloom bright like moon light of gigantic/
Magic loves that drugs and sunk titanic/
Granted her life’s like a movie reel/
Peep her tragedy that’s agony to beauty still/
Hook (2x):
Hold on stay let hope take you/
To a place few balloons have ever been to/
Follow me to a place where our souls/
Can imagine love that can unfold/
Verse 2:
Royal’s the color purple but it hurts in her eyes/
As I try to revive her soul her ghost hides/
My how skies bled blue as it rained outside/
I swore the rain was the tears from cupid’s eyes/
Her fear of false love blind to the facts/
That realties wrong dreams are for real but that/
Doesn’t matter for she stays in hope’s gridlock/
Rocked by comets of despair she been caught/
And haunted by passion hooked she hears his screams/
Dreams want silence but the lambs fear and seem/
To be at peace she lost like her weight becoming thinner/
I’d give her my all but she falls loving sinners/
Dimmer the lights in her eyes once the stars to guide/
But she lies inside secret gardens tarred and dried/
As she cried I wish I was the one she’d smile/
But that’s fantasy like purple raining on a rose of Cairo/
Verse 3:
Aphrodite nightly wants her Ares but he's not the same/
Loves wars of pain, more then adoring dame/
But in my brain I wonder why I’m also dying inside/
Not sure why but I'm realizing in my mind, why/
I consider her my dream girl, since/
It's only in sleep where we seem perfect/
Makes sense, since a dream's to escape reality/
So the tragedy is that we can never be/
Sadly all I do in life will never be enough/
To touch her soul this whole pill will bring me luck/
To never wake up from the Matrix state surreal/
Still and blue is a Dr. Who takes more pills/
To feel her love so real but awake/
We create reality we use dreams to escape/
So I can’t wait to visit Death's Sister City, seems/
My dream girl only way will ever be...is in my dreams/
much love as always.
