Chasing Expectations
Co-Wrote this breezy two guitar ballad in a vision with her She wrote the tune i wrote the lyrics. You should here her sing this...... amazing. Now it needs to happen in this reality.
 
 
Chasing Expectations

Verse 1

There's a clock high in the sky
While below the city rushes bye
In a blurb of uncontrolled speech
Lost to all of mortal reach
They follow in and out in streams
Pretty vacant no apparent dreams
The old man crooked with age and strain
Flashy young businessman late for his train

Chorus

Every day is flyin bye
Closer to the dieing lie
I need to find the truth
Forgotten from my youth
New found untapped energy
I discovered inside of me
Now fills my souls sails
So I can catch the dragoon's tail

Verse 2

Time is never gained but always lost
You can't buy times it has no cost
In the shadow of the shadowed alley
To the shout heard above the rally
Tryin to fly fast an immortal task
Hold on now you don't want to be last
Are you ready to become the past
Keep your head or you might crash

Verse 3

The things I found inside of me
Show me my life's a gift you see
Cause livin with an expiry date
Is somthin that did test my faith
So look thru your eye's to find joy
Not for faults so you can destroy
Remember were all the same inside
Tryin to live with brain washed minds

Verse 4

Look for ways to help your fellow man
Don't make him the sacrificial lamb
Then the faith you seem to lack
Will slowly start comin back
See there no such thing as time
It was placed in you by other minds
Which made you loose your way
And keeps you in this hell today
Verse 5

Soon it will be apparent to you all
Like fresh graffiti on whites walls
If you think this reality will win
You better guess again my friend
The ones that really know the truth
Have been laughed at since their youth
But very soon the day will come
When they carry the starter's gun

Verse 6

One morning the persecuted will awake
To the start of their brand new faith
Their lives will rise to the top
No more swill and fodder slop
To cleanse the earth for her new crop
Then this world will really rock
When they start to run the block

©2008 Sane