Alright, suckers - Dr. Crunk has got the medicine you need.
A bit ago, Dutch wrote that bit called
Endless and in my constant need for others to inspire me I decided to have a toy with it. First and foremost, here is Dutch's bit:
In your crowded step falls a stutter
Not unlike dawning break from the norm
Your foul mistakes enthrall the others
Razorside,pawn to the throne
Dim prospects beyond a sole horizon
Features belie what senses deny
Grim prophets prolong the soul's arising
Let's retry an endless lullaby
Paper trails in autumn rain
Concrete walks between steep beanstalks
Does this make you feel good ?
Does this make things the way they should ?
Cries from the bellow of the maze
Echoes through the conclave night
Lies from the shallowest of graves
Forego the soothing stale city light
Whispers from the darkened corners
Relentlessly divided thoughts
Wailing from the new mourners
Endlessly resided draughts
A glistening gun in the autumn sun
Trusting words for the prettiest girls
Does this make you feel good ?
Does this break you like it should ?
Stale is the gold you crave for
Snow falls from my darling dreams
Tame is the dream you gave up
Noone's asked the barmaid's esteem
While i wander, in good company
Endless steps beyond belief
So shall you ponder the crude reality
Defenceless rests upon the grief
Dismember the last december
And as you grind on broken bones
I shall wander into autumn
And leave you endlessly home alone
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And here's my rewrite and a link to the recording...
Endless Take IIIn your step there falls a shudder
unlike dawn breaking from the norm
while foul mistakes enthrall the others
sharpened pawns before your throne
Dim prospects lay behind horizons
guarded by what sense denies
Grim prophecies of souls arising
in the lines of endless lullabies
Tear me up and push me down
Cut me off and let me drown
In my own lie with every breath
of endlessness, condemned to death.
Tear me up and bring me down
Cut my pride and let me drown
In my own lie with every breath
of endlessness, condemned to death.Glistening guns in autumn's sun
Bring trusting words to the pretty girls
To tame the dreams their giving up
To bare and show them to the world
These whispers scratch from darkened corners,
countless steps beyond belief.
This foul disdain in all the others,
lends only to their god's esteem.
Tear me up and bring me down
Cut me off and let me drown
In my own lie with every breath
of endlessness, condemned to death.
Tear me up and push me down
Break my pride and let me drown
In my own lie with every breath
of endlessness, condemned to death.*Gratuitous string bit...*
Tear me up and bring me down
Cut my pride and let me drown
In my own lie with every breath
of endlessness, condemned to death.Shattered futures failed to cope - (In your step there falls a shudder )with petty, pious words of hope - (unlike dawn breaking from the norm)and suffered lonely in the depths - (while foul mistakes enthrall the others)of endlessness, condemned to death. - (sharpened pawns before your throne)(Prospects lay beyond horizons
Guarded by what sense denies
Grim prophets see their souls arising
in the lines of endless lullabies.)
END
listen to it here:
http://www.myspace.com/roadtrippingtoatownnearyou
