old souls

To reminisce

Upon all I have seen

Like pouring bliss

Thick over the moon

Night and Day

Day and Night

I know life’s gonna treat me alright.

But caution waves its flag,

High like rising smoke.

From my lit-white heart I feel a snag,

Saying goodbye is some sick joke. 

To reminisce

Upon all I have loved

And all I continue to love

Like sucking bliss

From the depths of memory.

Here’s to the people, the baggage

We’ve lugged,

Forever a weight we will cherish and BE. 

With one man’s death, comes another’s rebirth.

It takes a few pains, just to find out loves worth.

And its taken all of my time,

And every patiently scribbled line,

Every seemingly useless rhyme,

To get to where I am.

The Cats and the Crows know just where to go.

They gather in the shade of a weeping willow.

The fish stuck in the sea,

They feel just like me,

With a mind that swims away.

Oh, where will it go today?

It could shoot up to the blue moon,

Gathering the sanity that’s held in the tomb

Of a cold and stable reality.

Well, I choose to change mentality. 

Like the Cats and the Crows,

I’ll wait in the shadows,

And count the days along,

Stirring my humanity into every song,

That brews in the steaming pot

Of a mind that savors every thought

And waits for realization. 

All it takes is a humble heart, 

An awareness of the powerful ego,

And a way to detach yourself from all the chaos.

Accept that a mind should not be wasted.

And friendship is sacred.

Let it ring inside your ears

As it blows away your fears.

Hold onto the beauty in your surroundings,

For redemption will soon be resounding,

And the passion of love will surely come hounding.

As you watch the timelessly fruitful blue moon,

Keep hope alive with an echoing SOON.

SPENT IN THE SHADE

I may somehow better understand,

By the swift pressured movements

Of my tightened right hand,

Just how lost I feel tonight,

With fading opportunity and no cause,

But love: out of reach: out of sight.

I heard the throat-grinding groans

Of the trains as they broke their speed,

Defeating the heated beat of a heart, no doubt.

No alternate route.

I wish I was a train with a burning coal soul,

And a bold horn to blow away my emotion,

To torture the ears of sleepy children,

Disturb the thoughts of a stressed-out business man,

And I’ll match the yells of an adolescent clan

As they lay their backs on cold cement,

Knowing half of their lives have been

Spent in the shade,

Away from the fiery sun of independence,

A seductive gun, no more ascendence

To hold me down,

Nor lift me up to my feet.

I’ll be thrown in a world to compete,

When all I want to do is play music with you. 

http://soundcloud.com/chloekaterndahl/spent-in-the-shade

JUDGEMENT 

Sorry to bother, but I had a bad day.

I need to bang around on my board, breeze on down the way.

Cause I don’t know, I don’t know anything,

No I don’t know a thing, but I think I know you.

You’re a botheration, a sure-fire screw you.

Screw you while you talk shit and chew.

It’s true that I don’t know, I don’t know anything.

No I don’t know a thing, but I know I don’t care.

For powdered faced girls with boy-obsessed hair,

No I don’t care for a cold judging stare,

Show me someone clear and fair.

I don’t know anything, No I don’t know a thing,

But I think I know you.

Walk a block in his socks,

Then say that again.

Let the shock calm your talking.

Don’t judge a fellow man.

Cause there’s no such thing

As a rotten soul, only rotten minds.

People will do exactly what they’re told

Until the end of their short time.

I don’t know, I don’t know anything,

No I don’t know a thing, but I know you’re not yourself.