Silhouettes

Your memories promised not to stay,
but they did it anyway.
Opened up the scars to realize,
what went wrong in the end.

In time you'll learn to say,
that it was better anyway,
to have loved and lost,
than to never had it anyway.

As the sun sets from this dusty room ,
i can see your silhouette.
This night still holds much good.
It's not all that bad.

Permit me to stay awhile.
I wanna wait till the early morn.
To see you laying in sweet surrender,
under shades of grey of the night sky.

Let me be the one who makes it all ok.
If I could make it all go away.
Would you give in to me?
I'll hold you close while we watch the world fade away.

Tragic Death of a Socialite

Kind words are the worst kind.
I put a bullet through this head of mine.
Maybe then you’ll see what it is that you see,
All that is inside of me.

False pretense I’ll fake a suicide
It’s the tragic death of a socialite,
One last chance at martyrdom tonight.
And all I see is black and white.

You were my one and my true,
I can’t just throw that away.
I can’t just keep walking on away,
You meant something to me anyway.

I close my eyes to find one more.
Reasons to keep the faith; to continue believing.
But this world turned cold.
Thorns grow all around and prick my soul.

A lone candle in this storm
The struggle is too great to stay warm
And these gale force winds are just too strong.
I’m all now but gone.

Alas now I’m ready to fall
To save you is for me to simply fall
Its ok, I understand, to do what I must do
But would you understand or would you try to?

Coming Home

More stuff on coming home, a sense of belonging. Guess it was a periodical obsession of mine.

If you had just one chance to make it right,
You'd do it all again, won't you?
From where you were to where you are now,
You'll have to trace your way back home.

The distance from here to there,
There and back again,
You hang on to the thing she said,
And you know everything will be ok.

It doesn't take much to smile back,
Looking back at what has chased you away,
You breathe the breath of freedom,
You don't need to look back.

You barely have enough of her to hang on,
You barely have enough of her to carry on,
And you drag your feet through the sands of time,
Wondering if anything good could have come out of it.

You stretch your hands out to recieve her.
Your tongue is dancing behind your lips for her.
You need her,
You want her.

Jeremiah Abraham Selvaraj
Copyright 2006.

When You Come Home

I finally did get to writing music for this song. One of my later compositions. Before I came back from Singapore.

Verse

Am
Of winding roads and blinding light
F
I’ll write the greatest story,
C G
That this world has ever known, this world has ever known.
Am
You fall back down to hear a sound
F
The city lights have called you around
C G
They’re just fleeting memories, just fleeting memories.

Pre chorus

Em F Am
Now the time has come for one last dance
G
Just take a chance,
Em F
Out there in the streets you run,
G
Just one last time around,

Chorus

C G
If you could take your time
F
To say goodbye
Am G C
Would it be easy if you’re not coming home
G
Would you just stay a while
F
To say goodbye
Am
Coz it is easy when you just come home.

Wake Up and Good Bye

As I burn up entering the atmosphere,
I try to slow down, taking time to ponder.
All these things that have come undone,
All the lies at the tip of my tongue.

There is no purpose in this,
There is no meaning in this.
All the words I had to say,
Together with the thoughts I had, gone away.

Just maybe, I might see,
There’s something there in between.
Then and there I surrender,

It’s over now the worst has gone.
You take away the weeping as I greet the early morn.
And even for a while I won’t let it be,
Nothing will separate you from me.

The Better Part of Me

why not now push away the misery
to the breaking point where love and hate collide
it's not your fault
i'm incapable to love like this

let me clear the air tonight
the city lights are calling to lay down
my guard untill the morning
i'm incapable to love like this

the blinding ligths will guide you now
you left no trail of bread crumbs
but i'm not far behind,
i just fell behind.

you...take the best part of me
and i'm dying here to see
the better part of me
the better part of me

Shout

This piece preceeeds the previous post of "Twas in the time of trouble". Was feeling even more inspired due to the epiphany experienced in the last verse. By the way, it was during the Christmas season of 2006 that crisis did hit me bad. Never to revisit it i told myself. So this is some of the effect or leftovers or products, if you may call it that.

Verse 1
Look around at the world today
Look and all sin and tears
People living from day to day
With no hope and only fear

Pre Chorus
Listen now into the wind
It's carrying a new song of hope
A song of joy and a freedom cry
Can you hear the one voice sing

Chorus
There is hope and it came in a manger
There is life through death on a cross
There is someone who can make things better
And His name is Wonderful, Counsellor, Mighty God.

Verse 2
Gone are the days of despair and dismay
All of the days that were wasted away
In sin and shame without knowing the name
A name above all names

Jeremiah Abraham
26/12/2006 - 7.42PM