I am about to undergo a new project which includes putting music to some of my songs, these are first two for the experiment,
'Missing You'
The stars are shining so bright
Shining down upon me
Like your eyes used to do
Oh I miss you baby
I Can feel the cold night
Wrapping around me
Like your arms used to do
Oh I miss you babe
Oh I miss you
And all the things we used to do
And I miss us babe
Dont wanna find nobody new
Cos I's still miss ya babe
I can feel the the sun rise
Warming my soul
like your kiss used to do
Oh I miss you babe
I can feel such empty space
Where your love used to surround me
Oh I miss you baby
[CHORUS]
Copyright, Human Voice 2011.
'WASTING TIME'
We’re just wasting time
And I’m pretty pleased about it
Come on lets waste some time
Cos I like wasting time with you
Oh baby I love wasting time with you
You got such a beautiful face
You got such a beautiful smile
You got such a beautiful soul
Damn girl, you got so much beauty go'in on
Don’t care if we’re just wasting time
Come on lets waste some time
Cos I like wasting time with you
Hell I’d like to waste my life with you
I know you got a man back home
I do feel guilty about it
I know this heart won’t forgive me
If we don’t waste some time
We’re just wasting time
And I’m pretty pleased about it
Come on lets waste some time
Cos I love wasting time with you
Oh baby I love wasting time with you
Hell I’d love to waste time you
Oh girl I love wasting time with you
Come on girl waste my life away
Ain’t got nothing better to do
So come on lets waste some time
Copyright, Human Voice 2011.
Thursday 26 May 2011
Friday 20 May 2011
World peace.
I have every sympathy for the Jewish state of Israel, but if we are going to grant land to religious faiths lets give England back to the pagans, then the rest of us who are forced outside its borders might understand the Palestinians plight. As you give your speech today Obama remember that Americas government are occupying foreign territory, going to give America back to the Native Americans are you? When will we learn that as humans we share a masive home, called earth why shelter behind walls and cower in fear of differance.
World borders are nothing but paddocks, we graze like sheep in our governments field. Keep standing up for what you believe in because truth spreads like a forrest fire. Lets tear down these walls of denial and learn to read each others souls and live in peace, instead of reading religous texts and defending our inherited faiths with blood and ignorance.
Mark Anthony Games 20/05/11
NO BORDERS
This is my earth
I inherited it upon my birth
So no person holds the right to place borders
Then to tell me where I can and cannot go
Freedom of speech dissolved because the truth is variant
Feel free to say what you want,
Unless you are going to say something that may offend
Freedom of movement dependant on a birth place lottery
When did we exchange freedom for immunity of blame?
Handing our power to an elected few who's lives are lived by others
Society now blindly following behind, free from any responsibility
Grazing inside borders like sheep in their masters paddock
Inheriting a massive world upon birth
Yet forced to stand still or become an immigrant
Yet we do not own this land, who are we to direct the flow
Self imposed prisons through crimes of intolerance and ignorance
Look at the masses, our heads and eyes hung down
Nothing I can do, it’s this world that’s to blame
Yet now we are learning that one voice can create a million echoes
And truth spreads like a forest fire
The eradication of borders would bring utopia so close
Humanity is too immature though to ever take this step
We are still too focused on the pursuit of self-gain and preservation
Too damn ignorant to the larger impact of our bodies and voice
This is the peoples earth
Stolen away from us by our fears and selfishness
Our beautiful wings of life
Clipped by the very people whom we made our masters
We had been given hearing, we chose not to listen
We had been given sight, we chose to close our eyes
We had been given consciousness, we chose denial
We had been given life, we chose existence
Borders and Governments bring about the wars we suffer
Intolerant to difference, understanding and sharing
Too many following a religion that tells them what to believe
No thought for self creation
We are a kept society
Fed plump on lies and disinformation
This was our earth
And now we are struggling to simply afford the rent
ã Mark Anthony Games / The Diary Of A Broken Child. 1997-2007. All Rights Reservedâ
.
World borders are nothing but paddocks, we graze like sheep in our governments field. Keep standing up for what you believe in because truth spreads like a forrest fire. Lets tear down these walls of denial and learn to read each others souls and live in peace, instead of reading religous texts and defending our inherited faiths with blood and ignorance.
Mark Anthony Games 20/05/11
NO BORDERS
This is my earth
I inherited it upon my birth
So no person holds the right to place borders
Then to tell me where I can and cannot go
Freedom of speech dissolved because the truth is variant
Feel free to say what you want,
Unless you are going to say something that may offend
Freedom of movement dependant on a birth place lottery
When did we exchange freedom for immunity of blame?
Handing our power to an elected few who's lives are lived by others
Society now blindly following behind, free from any responsibility
Grazing inside borders like sheep in their masters paddock
Inheriting a massive world upon birth
Yet forced to stand still or become an immigrant
Yet we do not own this land, who are we to direct the flow
Self imposed prisons through crimes of intolerance and ignorance
Look at the masses, our heads and eyes hung down
Nothing I can do, it’s this world that’s to blame
Yet now we are learning that one voice can create a million echoes
And truth spreads like a forest fire
The eradication of borders would bring utopia so close
Humanity is too immature though to ever take this step
We are still too focused on the pursuit of self-gain and preservation
Too damn ignorant to the larger impact of our bodies and voice
This is the peoples earth
Stolen away from us by our fears and selfishness
Our beautiful wings of life
Clipped by the very people whom we made our masters
We had been given hearing, we chose not to listen
We had been given sight, we chose to close our eyes
We had been given consciousness, we chose denial
We had been given life, we chose existence
Borders and Governments bring about the wars we suffer
Intolerant to difference, understanding and sharing
Too many following a religion that tells them what to believe
No thought for self creation
We are a kept society
Fed plump on lies and disinformation
This was our earth
And now we are struggling to simply afford the rent
ã Mark Anthony Games / The Diary Of A Broken Child. 1997-2007. All Rights Reservedâ
.
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