piling artisanian... stuff

soooo much has been going on this week... culturally that is...

first I finally finished the peice inspired by the Metanoya song I Believe in Hell... I was so lazy while doing the coloring... took me almost two months to do it... anyways here it is...

http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/9159/cage003copylb8.jpg
to read the lyrics and hear a low quality sample of the song go here:
http://www.metanoya.com/songs.php?sng=12

I've also finished a new song for my book...

I just couldn't resist putting it up as I worked hard on it and it has such sentimental value to it
anyways here it is

The Puppet

Verse 1:
A mess of strings
Above me swings
To these I am firmly strung
My hands and feet
These strings do meet
At the mercy of a tug
I cannot move
Unless I do
What these strings sing down to me

Chorus:
Soon these strings I will break
I will no longer take
What you tell me is real
I wanna know how it feels
To belong only to me
To walk away free
To steal the sunshine and rain
To know a true pain

Verse 2:
Curtain is raised
Forced into place
Same thing as always before
Dancing prancing
Endless thrashing
As I’m moved onto the floor
Jerking around force to the ground
As the music yearns to play

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3:
“You stubborn thing
You see these strings?
They are what’s holding you up
Cut them you’ll fall
Won’t move at all
Just dance it shouldn’t hurt much"
But I don’t care
These strings I’ll tear
I know there’s much more then this

Repeat chorus

Bridge:
I’m sick of this vanity faire
What is it you’re hiding me
I want to know what’s out there
What are you holding back from me?

Chorus 2:
Soon these strings I will break
I will no longer take
What you tell me is real
I wanna know how it feels
To belong only to me
To walk away free
To steal the sunshine and rain
To know a true pain

To run through the trees
To fall with my dreams
To find that I’m sane
To be an untamed

To be free to sing
To know the unseen
To fear no chains
To not live in a cage

To belong only to me
To walk away free
To steal the sunshine and rain
To know a true pain

A true pain

A true pain

A true pain…

fin.

see, I told you this was for my art and stuff.

sensitive song

I restrung my guitar today... it was a rather toilsome process but I made it...
I spent fifteen minutes alone trying to get the g string (heh) wound around the tuning mechanism right... I still didn't get it right... it's not really something I want to do again. I was freaked out that I would break something or scratch it badly but now I guess that since it's all over I can relax and work on stretching the strings...

and those evergreens come down....

Wordstock's in two weeks... I still haven't finished composing the flute peice I promised I'd do... still I'm pretty nervous adout it...

and they put them in a stand...

with lights all around...

still a little dazed from doing seven puppet shows for two days strait at a fiesta carnival thingy for special children... and I mean special... it pays for wordstock which is the only reason why we were doing it... God I hate carnival food...

This is a sensitive song...

trip...yeah...

I feel so drained... maybe it's the time... I dunno... it seems to be ticking on quite well... 11...
I feel almost like my life is worthless like I have nothing left to do but go on each day like a zombie... that's what I fell like... a zombie... I dunno... maybe it's the late nights I've been taking resently... the 'levens I've been popping in... or maybe it's the writer's block I've been having lately... I dunno... you can never tell these days...

anyway *snaps out of it* I'm going to Oklahoma(!) next week for Easter to visit my brothers... I doupt I'll have much fun... most likely no internet which means I'll be sorta blanking out for a week... hope YOU have fun...








Yep! I'M A FREAK!!!