We're living life through our phones
There are no seconds to spare
No more enjoying the moment
To take in this atmosphere
Our world's connected by cables
Plus information's online
And all these places shut down
If there's no trace of wifi
I've got a filter on my camera
I take my photos from above
And all my comments are haters
They've got no concept of love
But you can send me a message
And I'll respond with a "like"
Then I'll retweet your vine video
If you promote my website
Then we'll put links in our blogs
It's called cross-promotion
We'll start an Instagram account
That will cover this commotion
But the Huffington Post
Will hijack out profile
And we'll be in litigation
For a very long while
Then someone will imitate
And catfish a stranger
They'll prey on the innocent
Who've got no concept of danger
But when they find out
The truth in the lies
The cameras will be rolling
To uncover their disguise
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
My Mantra
It's tasteless, all consuming
But the stock market is booming
When I go off on a tangent
And those folks tell me to can it
I've got nails in my backside
I've got wounds that seem to itch
There's no words that can describe
When I seem to rip a stitch
Hopeless boundaries are forgotten
You seem to call the kettle black
Thirty thousand people follow
But you never follow back
My eyes are always sunken
And the days seem like a blur
I'm so tired of youthful clichés
So I tend to write these blurbs
But none of them make sense
Cause the world is under fire
I will lose all patience waiting
For the truth of my desire
There is no money to be made
And why buy the things that I don't need?
I've got a spirit that needs healing
To rid me of this disease
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
But the stock market is booming
When I go off on a tangent
And those folks tell me to can it
I've got nails in my backside
I've got wounds that seem to itch
There's no words that can describe
When I seem to rip a stitch
Hopeless boundaries are forgotten
You seem to call the kettle black
Thirty thousand people follow
But you never follow back
My eyes are always sunken
And the days seem like a blur
I'm so tired of youthful clichés
So I tend to write these blurbs
But none of them make sense
Cause the world is under fire
I will lose all patience waiting
For the truth of my desire
There is no money to be made
And why buy the things that I don't need?
I've got a spirit that needs healing
To rid me of this disease
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Shapeless Figures in the Dark
We come from the darkness
We're here for your soul
Oh you don't think you have one?
Well give us control
The smell of wet dirt
And lives that are christened
We wont bury you alive
If you give us submission
How about dominion?
Leaders of light
Fear of the unknown
Blind from the night
Eyes that are empty
Not a word has been spoken
Your heart is in shackles
And your faith has been broken
Rest assured of our answer
And pain comes from within
We will punish the righteous
Then release you from sin
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
We're here for your soul
Oh you don't think you have one?
Well give us control
The smell of wet dirt
And lives that are christened
We wont bury you alive
If you give us submission
How about dominion?
Leaders of light
Fear of the unknown
Blind from the night
Eyes that are empty
Not a word has been spoken
Your heart is in shackles
And your faith has been broken
Rest assured of our answer
And pain comes from within
We will punish the righteous
Then release you from sin
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Thoughts of Summer
Sometimes it gets so real when the blood starts pumping
Hurricane coming when the rain keeps dumping
No more wind storms like last winter
A cold front seems to be making wood splinter
Have you ever seen the sun hide as it has lately
Spinning clouds cover warm beams so greatly
As I sip on my coffee and dream of the summer
Small trip to my mind to escape all this bummer
Looking back on hot sunny nightmare
Darkness spreads but you're drawn to a light there
Lightning rod catches all your thought patterns
Shock to the system leaves all your clothes tattered
Bite your lips and feel your tongue start to swell
Who knew California would feel like hell?
Temperature rising like another forest fire
But nothing burns worse than a coward and a liar
Back to the middle where you always feel safe
Comfortable discrepancy is all it takes
Grass turns yellow and you can't use your water
Sweat drips down your brow, but you keep getting hotter
This is the time when you'll always remember
Counting down the days until another breezy November
Hat tricks, back flips, and other celebrations
But you love it outside with total loving dedication
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
Hurricane coming when the rain keeps dumping
No more wind storms like last winter
A cold front seems to be making wood splinter
Have you ever seen the sun hide as it has lately
Spinning clouds cover warm beams so greatly
As I sip on my coffee and dream of the summer
Small trip to my mind to escape all this bummer
Looking back on hot sunny nightmare
Darkness spreads but you're drawn to a light there
Lightning rod catches all your thought patterns
Shock to the system leaves all your clothes tattered
Bite your lips and feel your tongue start to swell
Who knew California would feel like hell?
Temperature rising like another forest fire
But nothing burns worse than a coward and a liar
Back to the middle where you always feel safe
Comfortable discrepancy is all it takes
Grass turns yellow and you can't use your water
Sweat drips down your brow, but you keep getting hotter
This is the time when you'll always remember
Counting down the days until another breezy November
Hat tricks, back flips, and other celebrations
But you love it outside with total loving dedication
Copyright 2014 © Stephen Gedney
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