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Can’t Feel a Thing – Lyrics

Take this robot heart,IMG_2868_edit
and tear it apart.
Just to build it, again

Take my silly head,
and fill it with these lies you said,
Because these lies,
They make me happy.

and I can’t feel a thing,
I can’t feel a thing.
I can’t feel a thing, anymore.

So help me,
build me up again,
From the ground.

It’s those little things,
that you do
That have got me, chasing you.

It’s those words,
that you just don’t say.
That have got me, scared away.

and I can’t feel a thing,
I can’t feel a thing.
I can’t feel a thing, anymore.

Isaac Olajos

 

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Apathy, Thoughts of We – A Poem

DSCF6064           The scent of diesel.
Lungs a cage, fighting breath for joy.
 
            Monsters purring line the tar,
Like trains to towns unknown.
 
            Returning grins forced a mask,
Weaved by hearts who mourn.
 
            Further and further that carriage drove,
Till its roar was but a drone.
 
            Typhoons; arms and legs whirl around,
As busy as death at the weeks birth,
 
            Yet seconds feel like days,
And days mean nothing.
 
            Organs churning, filing fragments,
Shreds of thoughts tongues do not touch,
 
            For ears that hear will feed It.
I tread on; Spitting into the wind, pressing on when the heat was more than one could hone.
 
            I long to hear those fiends again,
Their hearts will bring me home,
 
            Waiting for the day,
When they fail to let alone.
 
 
-Isaac Olajos  
 
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Daydreaming – Lyrics

Fickle fancies,Photo on 2012-01-05 at 20.36
Them works of art.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

Show me sparks girl,
Show me heart.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

Symphonies, my back to bend;
Those singing larks, they have an end.

Distant dances,
Don’t fall apart.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

You give me sparks girl,
You have my heart.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

Canvas paintings, some utter bliss;
Float right through, what them artists missed.

Tell me my,
Tell me my, (Dreaming)
Tell me my, (Dreaming)
Oh, Tell me my.

Simple sonnet,
Do your part.
Just a dream my,
Just a dream.

You’re my spark girl,
A fire start’in
A fire start…in
A fire start, in me.

-Isaac Olajos

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The Departure – A Poem

DSCF6339Life seems to move a bit slower,
but time isn’t stopping.

The ticking Clocks lining the walls turn to angered calls as we freeze.
They Scream for us to follow;

For rules tell that this day must push on.
It could never be made long, so I say no;
Let’s not go, at least for a moment.

Stomachs tumbled to our knees,
as our heads drift away in the still breeze;

It was the frustration you feel when your pen runs out of ink, yet there is so much left to say.
and still, I did not feel.

For fear that this was not real, fed fear that this could end.
My will began to bend as I could take no more,
sides caving in I yelled “cannibals.”

Then I took to your eyes.
If death gripped me now I would hold my head and raise my brow,

With them wide it would know:
looking from your eyes, I am fearless.

It could not help but close the gap,
as my strings that each been tapped, filed each note.
One by one they stood;

Hoping they could hear.
With my breath filling up their ears, you left me.

Bursting from my burdened stings,
Fortissimo; and with them, They bring…

Symphonies.

Playing a song that once longed to be written,
yet words would not allow it.

Although, They can still write, letting me know,
Distance is not big enough

-Isaac Olajos

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