Archive for the Songs Category

The World’s a Dark and Cold Place

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems, Songs with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on June 25, 2013 by Myra's Circle

The dreams no longer die in time,
It doesn’t even matter why,
The memories I had replaced,
With new, less important ones,
Died on the next day.

And I didn’t know, why it wasn’t so,
Why nothing turned out right,
I don’t understand anything anymore,
The world has changed too much.

Now I see the truth of the path that’s been laid out for us,
But I don’t understand what it’s been through,
The people come and go,
No one cares, anymore,
The world’s a dark and cold place now.

Who could’ve predicted,
This would happen to us?
And who could see,
The future so dark?

Now I see the truth of the path that’s been laid out for us,
But I don’t understand what it’s been though,
The people come and go,
No one cares anymore,
The world’s a dark and cold place now.

Fly

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems, Songs with tags , , , , , , , , , on May 16, 2013 by Myra's Circle

So I guess I gotta fly away,
From all the hassle and commotion,
I think that more and more each day,
No matter what the devotion.

Fly, fly away from all your troubles and sorrows,
Fly, fly away, and just hope for better soon,
Fly far away, and return only tomorrow,
Just in time to see the moon.

I’ll forget all the little things,
The things that make me cry,
The things that make me want to sing,
Are all I’ll need to get by.

Fly, fly away from all your troubles and sorrows,
Fly, fly away, and just hope for better soon,
Fly far away, and return only tomorrow,
Just in time to see the moon.

I want to fly forever, to never have to return,
I wish that of all things my memories to burn,
And than maybe, just maybe, it will all be fine again,
And that’s when,

I’ll Fly, fly away from all your troubles and sorrows,
Fly, fly away, and just hope for better soon,
Fly far away, and return only tomorrow,
Just in time to see the moon.

The Devil’s Song

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems, Songs with tags , , , , , , , , on April 14, 2013 by Myra's Circle

As they take my mind apart,
They suck the heavens from my soul,
For now, as when the dead depart,
I will take each as sold.

I am the stealer of the things so dear,
You cannot escape my deathly wrath,
And when all those you miss are here,
I’ll clear all from my path.

They think they take the life of all,
Possess all, no doubt,
A parlor trick, they will recall,
Is what keeps me about.

I miss the deathly pallor of,
The blood so stolen away,
And in this awful stench I love,
The darkness will keep this at bay.

Heaven and Hell

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems, Songs with tags , , , , on April 4, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I scream and die as hell rebounds,
For all it’s glory gone,
All I hear are heaven’s sounds,
Yet still I sing hell’s song.

Demons cry throughout the night,
Knowing all my pain,
They know my weakness for the light,
Am I really that insane?

Why do the heavens taunt me so,
If only I could tell,
Through heaven and hell there’s nowhere for me to go,

My soul is all to sell,
To the demons of my past,
They know that now I must do this, at last,
At last.

Tell me now, what must I do,
To leave the gates of Hell,
You left me here without a clue,
My future I must dwell.

Why do the heavens taunt me so,
If only I could tell,
Through heaven and hell there’s nowhere for me to go,

My soul is all to sell,
To the demons of my past,
They know that I must do this, at last,
At last.

And you will haunt me,
Don’t you see?
If you shall haunt me,
Just leave me be.

And now I know,
Why the heavens taunt me so.

Why do the heavens taunt me so,
If only I could tell,
Through heaven and hell there’s nowhere for me to go,

My soul is all to sell,
To the demons of my past,
They know that I must do this, at last,
At last.

Little Birdy

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems, Songs with tags , , , , , , , , , , on September 11, 2012 by Myra's Circle

Little birdy in the nest,

Tucked in safe, just like the rest.

The little birdy had a dream,

Of love and peace and to be free.

It sang as high as it could sing,

And dreamed of being a fitful king.

The little birdies will sleep well tonight.

Birdy’s on my shoulder,

Pecking my ear to a smoulder.

Whispering secrets it never meant,

Hushing sighs and off it went.

It had some lies under its wing,

A nice little lie song it would sing.

The little birdies will sleep well tonight.

Whispers never go unheard,

Stories that are quite absurd,

A string of lies by a little bird.

And the  little birdies

Will sleep well tonight.

Gotta Be Strong

Posted in Poems, Songs with tags , , , , , , , , on June 16, 2012 by Myra's Circle

When things always seem bad,

Don’t let it get you sad.

Don’t let things get you down,

Upturn that little frown.

 Chorus 

When things start to get hard,

Always look from a brand new start!

You’ve gotta be strong,

Gotta be up,

Gotta keep heart,

Gotta make things that were wrong to be right!

And you gotta, just keep moving on!

Don’t let things get in the way,

Let life bring whatever it may.

Get a feel for the beat and rhythm,

Don’t let your face go crimson.

 Chorus

When things start to get hard,

Always look from a brand new start!

You’ve gotta be strong,

Gotta be up,

Gotta keep heart,

Gotta make things that were wrong to be right!

And you gotta, just keep moving on!

Bridge

Life is a brand new day,

Don’t cry; get out of the fray!

When you think there’s a lot on your plate,

Look down and eat the whole tray!

Chorus

When things start to get hard,

Always look from a brand new start!

You’ve gotta be strong,

Gotta be up,

Gotta keep heart,

Gotta make things that were wrong to be right!

And you gotta, just keep moving on!