My Monster....another work in progress

I'm falling, through the levels of a town.
I used to find myself there, and feel content in the surrounds.
But what once were blue skies, now never see the day.
And the changes in myself my dear, i'd pay to stay away.
Home is where the heart is, and my heart will always be.
But the night just spawned a monster, at the death of sobriety.
And in the early hours, in the dirty tavern
My monster played under electric lantern.
Taking a piece of me everytime.

And as the demon lays its head, so does mine awake
And it gifts me a reminder, a memory finder
A night to which i cant relate.

Tattered friendships and bruised shins
And the memory of a pretty face.
In the haze of a ruined place.
I take the blame, for my monsters sins.

I am in revolution, with my own evoloution
Fighting for control of a scarlet demon
told me it had torn my heart in two.
But i know it's there, i feel it true.
My blood still runs, my eyes still show
The blue of your eyes, the black of your bow.
And one day when i fight it down,
I'll take my pretty, to another town.

Work in progress, darling wont pass me by...

Im out of control
Like a tempest,
Tempting temptation
for the souls elation.
I wont sink or swim, but soar away
I'll see the sea from miles away.
I'll fight the clouds for the sky
And i'll fight the armies for your eye.

The protest at the iron gates.
Where the working men decide their fate
And the darling Damsel Damned me

And the businessmen go blindly by
And the siren wailing is just justice failing
So i take to my wings to soar the sky.
And hope my darling wont pass me by.



Im out of control
Like a tempest,
Tempting temptation
for the souls elation.
I wont sink or swim, but soar away
I'll see the sea from miles away.
I'll fight the clouds for the sky
And i'll fight the armies for your eye.

I want to think that you wont, remember me like last years snow....

Today, i introduce myself to the blogging world, without any real idea of what's expected, if anything is expected at all?

This will be the home of all the little thoughts that cross my mind, a collection of opinion and comment, and also a notebook for any little lyrics that i think up. Which i seem to do often, but never take note of?

I only have time for a brief introduction tonight, as it is getting late and my eyes are getting heavy, I intend on another post tommorow, after my joyous, journey back to Manchester comes to an end. I'm sure that a day of travelling in the icy conditions that the country has suffered will surely provide me with food for thought.