Paul's Musical Scraps

I’m not a locksmith

But this is bullshit

Trying to get the door open

To you and revealing

All that you’re feeling

Inside there’s a library and I’m hoping

To read the books

On how you work so I can look

Deep into your soul

But my brain is fried

And I’m still stuck outside

Trying to listen into the keyhole

I know that there’s not a doorbell

I’ve been trying to knock, but oh well

I guess you’re never coming to the door

Standing here isn’t healthy

So just come out here and tell me

Whether or not I should just go home

(Even if you just want me to fuck off)

You can tell me to go away

If that’s what you have to say

I promise that it won’t make a mess of this

Until you tell me to stay or leave

I’ll be listening for what you believe (/perceive)

I just can’t handle these mixed messages

I don’t think that I’m

A very good spy

But I’ve done the best I can on my part

Trying to discern

What I have to learn

To try to find a way into your heart

I’m not a creep

I’m just trying to keep

An eye out for you so I know you’re there

And ultimately

I’m just trying to see

If someone’s in there who will care

Because I have no place else to go

And I feel like I could be useful here

Random incoherent blah blahs

Your heart’s in bad condition

And I know you think you’re in no position

To show me or anyone else

The scars on your true self

In the jungle of entangling vines

It’s hard to read between the lines

But all the while, I’m only trying

To find out all the stuff you’re hiding

As nuch as I’d like to take you along

To give you somewhere that you belong

I don’t think I can ever cut you loose

No matter how sharp a blade I use

Well it looks like, just as I feared

You’re trapped from escaping here

But if I can’t take you anywhere else

I can at least stay here to learn about your true self

People come as puzzles to me

With infinite complexity

And don’t take this as an insult

But you’re the most difficult

I admire the depth and intensity

But not when that’s withheld from me

There’s something to be admired between

But I can’t admire something I’ve never seen

You don’t have any passions

You don’t know what you like

So what can I get to know if you

Don’t tell me who you are

How can you be honest

If you’re not honest with yourself

If you can’t tell who you really are

Then how can you tell anyone else

You can tell me anything you think you know

About yourself, but I won’t believe you

If I had an Album 2 (not a song)

If I ever put together an album, this is what the list of songs would look like.

  1. Makes Me Wonder
  2. Home is Where Your Heart is
  3. Intellectual Badass
  4. Dreams of Flight
  5. Psychological Surrender
  6. Search for Meaning
  7. Invisible
  8. Lions
  9. The Man Who Invented the Teleporter
  10. Thing We Share
  11. Passion Killer
  12. Our Minds are Puzzle Pieces
  13. Postcard
  14. Do the Good Die Young
  15. How is it Offensive
  16. Elevator
  17. Going to the Zoo
Lions

We’re all lions kept in cages
Only rotting with the ages
And the purpose in our lives we never learn

We’ve no talents we can flaunt
And none of the things we truly want
But we can jump through flaming hoops and not get burned

Being made to jump through hoops
Isn’t to us any big whoop
But it’s the one thing we can do since we’ve been trained

Because this world that man has made
Looms over us with us in the shade
But in the end, it was we ourselves who are to blame.

I’ve had aspirations and dreams
But none of them fit within the scheme
Of society’s predetermined overtone

Because over us it towers
The conglomerate’s everlasting power
That can take away every single thing I own

I guess if I never change around
My views then I never will have found
A way to stay alive with or without my dreams

But if I can still hold on
To them, then I guess I’ll carry on
That’s the only way to live on earth, it seems.

This song is in seven.

I can have perfect focus
If no one distracts me
I can be invincible
If no one attacks me
I can be a god
If no one else believes me
I can be invisible
If no one ever sees me

I am invisible if no one’s there
I’m a celebrity to those who care
I can be brave if you’re a coward
I can fly, but only downward

I can search the world for acceptance
Only to be taught a lesson
You might want to be liked by all
Only to find out it’s impossible

We’re not perfect ‘cause we all have quirks
And the ones who say they don’t are jerks
The only way to succeed in the end
Is to know to focus on your friends

Not everyone is going to give a damn
But some will and you have to find the ones who do

And if you want people to give a damn
You can start with yourself and be one of the ones who do

I can be brave if you’re a coward
I can fly, but only downward

I am invisible if no one’s there
I’m a celebrity to those who care

I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about

And I wouldn’t have it any other way

Our minds are puzzle pieces with lobes and holes cut out

That fit together if arranged the right way

I could never want a girl and me to get with each other

Really well unless I noticed first,

That before our bodies interlocks with each other

And my mind could fit together with hers

Before you can give me your heart

Let me take a look what’s inside your brain

Turn the gears, take things apart

To ensure it’s all well-maintained

It’s absolutely necessary, and really rather inviting

I promise I’ll put it all together when I’m done

That’s really the whole point—so it’ll always be exciting

Getting to know where one another is from

You could be a model if you wanted,
But that’s not what I’m interested in
I want to know what goes on in your mind
Can you tell me that that’s some kind of sin?

Who knows, that might just be what you’re looking for
If you don’t want to be called just beautiful anymore
I can give you so much more
And I just want to be your friend
I hope the time that you spend on your looks
Isn’t out of low confidence

Because confidence isn’t people telling you you look good
It’s knowing that you’ve got your own back, and that you should
Stay with the people who will love you for who you are
So release your inhibitions and let all of us know who you are
Stay that way, and I know that as long as you do, you’ll go far
And no matter what the people say, you’ll find your way up to the stars

The people who matter will tell you you’re great
And anyone else can go and jump in a lake
Remember that and nobody can get you down
Don’t worry about the assholes and you’ll go to town



Thing We Share

I want to let you know that when I spend my time with you
It’s heavenly
But when your friends surround us I don’t know what I’m to do
And I never see
How to act when they are there because it’s odd and such,
How fast we’ve moved
And even though I didn’t either, when you didn’t talk much
I was confused

But I saw a glimmer
Of your cuteness that shimmered
And it stood out in the darkness
Brought upon by the lack of starkness

I want to let you know that when I said “hi” to you
Like we do all the time
Intermittently even though I’ve been here with you
I saw it shine

You went to answer cutely but then you caught yourself
And went on, ignoring
And if it’s what I think it was, you wanted no one else
To be shocked by our thing

Buts still I saw that glimmer
Of your cuteness that shimmered
And it stood out in the coldness
Because your friends shouldn’t know this
Thing we share

Something I’ve been longing to come up with for like 4 months

The man who invented the teleporter

Didn’t do it on anyone’s orders

He did the research on his own accord

Because he found that he couldn’t afford

To be away from her any longer

It mandated that he must be stronger

But he had much more brain than braun

And chose his brain to focus on

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Science wasn’t his motivation

He had, in fact, a much stronger fixation

On the special girl that he held close to his heart

Yet they were two hundred miles apart

He worked and toiled for months and years

To make the void within him disappear

The scientist wanted to be with his love

And that’s how the teleporter was conceived of

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Despite the long hours, he’d no time to spare

He was famished and tired but he didn’t care

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To be continued…