too blinded by the light that shines out of our arse
too self absorbed
too even care to ask
about another,
too old to listen
to the wisdom
of your mother
two timin on your lover
too much money
but not enough time
too busy to be waiting in line
too many days been wasted away
with your head buried
in your black berry
wary of strangers
so for the remainder
of the bus ride home
you isolate and refrain from
makin eye contact or conversation
but who can blame them?
for this isolation
captured by these innovations
so oblivious to our situation
so take this here as an awakening
some information, that the world out there is waiting!

It’ll be alright

jaded, looking at life and i hate it
how come I haven't made it?
9 to 5 is over-rated
my energy deflated
and i'm hardly motivated
I could quote the party line verbatim
but inside i'm still debating
hesitating, contemplating
I feel tired in the eyes and i'm waiting
it's like i'm on the train
but i'm stuck at the station
starin into space I suddenly awaken
I see a man snappin pics
another couple are chattin away
up in the mix, the suns setting
and this momentary eclipse
has got me heading adrift
as I realise how much i've got in my life
and I guess I let stress get the best of me
perpetually testin me,
so the next time it steps to me
i'll kill it like a villain,
argggh who am I kidding?
i'll probably be in the same position

It’ll be alright

at the moment I feel like i'm not livin the high life
and even the high lights of life are too bright
turn the music down, it hurts my head
I just wanna sit around and curl up in my bed
no way that I can take on the world today
so just get outta my way
unless you want me to say
something rude, yeh i'm in a bad mood
and i've got an attitude
so what does that prove?
it won't prove nothing,
it proves that Im through with the bluffing
and pretending it's all good , I stopped rushin
when the truth is,
well the truth is useless
i've used up all the stupid excuses
so trapped by my own thoughts
I react to my own course
but I know more or less
music lets me express and get this *** off my chest
i'll turn the metal to gold, musical alchemist

it’ll be alright