karma killer

gonna wear it all
on my sleeve
like a tattooed
gypsy circus freak
come closer now,
maybe you will see
the karma killer
inside of me
that refuses to ever believe
the reasons you say we suffer
and watch the tattoos always bleed
so you can see
the fight to be the real me


karma killer
fight this demon
karma killer
stalking me
karma killer
can you see them
karma killer
cant believe
in the power
that you have
to take away my life
so tonight i am a karma killer
and one us will die


gonna face the night and all its stars
whose light wont let me hide my scars
so a stranger ties me in the dark
to a bed i think wont get me far
with blindfold on i dream the karma
dies before another
dream that dosent come to life
but for now i fight
to stay awake in the night

karma killer
fight this demon
karma killer
stalking me
karma killer
can you see them
karma killer
cant believe
in the power
that you have
to take away my life
so tonight i am a karma killer
and one us will die

don't tell me who i am
don't tell me anymore
of where this whole damn life will end
based on what I've done before


karma killer
fight this demon
karma killer
stalking me
karma killer
can you see them
karma killer
cant believe
in the power
that you have
to take away my life
so tonight i am a karma killer
and one us will die

upon seeing glen hansard busking in soho

shocks of grey and red hair
and a passion of strumming
and screaming to brand new
worship songs found me
faint and short of breath
as i leaned against a wall
in a shadowed alley
called jersey street.

i had wandered all day
in the heat
south of the village
never stopping...
since stopping
was always at a cost
that i didn't have
and i wondered how far
i could go
how long could i travel
in circles of people-watching,
riding on zero and empty...

and then suddenly
in a tiny subtle way
fate at last
kissed me
as i saw cameras pointed
at a "no way it can't be him"
once in a lifetime moment
that i was able to stand still for

i watched him reach higher
than i thought i could go
ever again. as i
died at last
and remained
gone
in peace
walking the streets
with new steps
silent
but changed
and at last innocent
one more time

if (we only have today)

if stranger looks away
will you follow that gaze
to places you know less than
hope but more than what
you have seen before?

if wonder finds you hiding
inside the soundtrack
of crashing curling water
will you breathe her in?
or pass away to lack
of tomorrow's only chance,
not trusting the dream
of scales on your spirit's
soul...

if lover lied to your mirror's face
will you see the backwards
irony that never lets you rest
in it's pervasive curses
of questions, that
only serve to send you
deeper in a maze-
meant to end the wild streak
that could have been alive
when the sun first kissed
your brow...

if you...were your own lover
touching the wonder liquid colors
crawling down your time away from
yesterday, you would see you are only
a stranger yourself...one worth knowing
tomorrow...but today...
we only have today,
she said to the
graffitied quotes
that followed her
like a jules verne
quest to the center
of a planet
she didnt know
was alive
until she said gently
one more time...
we only have today.