Third Day To Forever

For a thousand years 
I've been thinking
A thousand times
A thousand thoughts
And come the end 
I'm finally seeing
That all I've loved 
Is all I'ved lost

And I feel nothing...
I don't care at all

Forty days 
I've been dreaming
Holding on 
The best I can
Silently I've been screaming
And no one else can understand

That I feel nothing...
And I don't care at all

1994 Soundtrack

Magick Running

Walk away, if you want to

It's okay, if you need to

You can run, but you can never hide

From the shadow that's creepin' up beside you

There's a magic runnin' through your soul

But you can't have it all

Whatever you do, I'll be two steps behind you

Wherever you go, and I'll be there to remind you

That it only takes a minute of your precious time

To turn around, I'll be two steps behind

Take the time to think about it

Just walk the line, you know you just can't fight it

Take a look around you'll see what you can find

Like the fire that's burnin' up inside me

Now there's a magic runnin' through your soul

But you can't have it all, no

Whatever you do, I'll be two steps behind you

Wherever you go, and I'll be there to remind you

That it only takes a minute of your precious time

To turn around I'll be two steps behind

Oh, there's a magic running through your soul

But you, you can't have it all

Whatever you do, I'll be two steps behind you

Wherever you go, and I'll be there to remind you

That it only takes a minute of your precious time

To turn around, I'll be two steps behind

Become

I can’t escape
There’s nowhere left to run
And I can’t try anymore
When I feel that I’m the only one
What’s happened to the gift?
I never even felt I deserved
I feel its gone and there’s nothing I can do
I have the need
Although we call it greed
And I saw it all in you
I’m always crying
Feel my heart dying
When all I need is you
You can’t talk to me
And you ignore all these things
But I see through
I can’t say these words
I talk too much and then get hurt
But soon I’ll give up too
All that I am and all I’ll ever be
Everything of me is inside you
I don’t want to lose my life
I’ll try to do what’s right
What’s right for me and you
Now my heart is breaking
These hands they wont stop shaking
Now I’ve become you

ⓒ 1994 Shawn Michael Quinn

I see angels, they're comin' down for us from heaven..

Burning (cds)

Tears on the sleeve of a man, don't wanna be a boy today
I heard the eternal footman, bought himself a bike to race
And Greg, he writes letters, and burns his CDs
They say you were something in those formative years
Well hold onto nothing, as fast as you can
Well, still, a pretty good year..

Maybe a bright sandy beach is gonna to bring you back
back
back
May not so now you're off, you're gonna see America
Well let me tell you something about 
A N-N-N-N America
Pretty good year
Pretty good 
Some things are 
Melting now
Some things are 
Melting now
Well what's it gonna take, till my baby's alright?
What's it gonna take, till my baby's alright?

And Greg he writes letters, with his birthday pen
Sometimes he's aware that they're drawing him in..

Lucy was pretty, your best friend agreed
Well, still, a pretty good year
Pretty good year

Hold your breath!

Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
Making love, and I become you
Flesh is warm with naked feet
Stabbing thorns and you become me
Oh, I'd beg for you..
Oh, you know I'll beg for you..
Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me, ask if you could bring a friend
Pick a flower, hold your breath 
And drift away

She holds my hand, we share a laugh
Sipping orange blossom breezes
Love is still and sweat remains
A cherished gift unselfish feeling
Oh, I'd beg for you
Oh, you know I'll beg for you..
Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me, ask if you could bring a friend
Pick a flower, hold your breath
......... and drift away

She tells me things, I listen well
Drink the wine, save the water
Skin is smooth, I steal a glance
Dragon flies are gliding over
Oh, I'd beg for you
Oh, you know I'll beg for you
Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave
If you should die before me ask if you could bring a friend
Pick a flower, hold your breath, and drift away....

H.B.T.Y.I.W.C.F.Y.

Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin, I've been waiting for you
Signed with a home tattoo, "happy birthday to you, it was created for you"
Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams
Can I believe you're taking my heart to pieces
Ahh, it'll take a little time, might take a little crime to come undone
Now we'll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside

Hey child, stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry
 Who do you need? Who do you love?
When you come undone??
Who do you need? Who do you love?
When you ..come undone...
Words, playing me deja vu like a radio tune I swear I've heard before
Chill, is it something real or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers?
Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams
Can I believe you're taking my heart to pieces
Lost, in a snow filled sky
We'll make it alright to come undone
Now we'll try to stay blind to the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind and blow me in to cry
Who do you need? Who do you love?
When you come undone..

Who do you need? Who do you love?
When you come undone
Can't ever keep from falling apart
Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you come undone
Who do you need, who do you love... when you come undone?

Don't be 'Shouldn' on me

A Better Hell

Free me
Push me away from all this pain
Pull me close to play what’s a game
Want to die
Want to live
Want to fly
…Wish I could believe
Crying tears that wont go away
Day only days in this hell I make
Frustration…
I cannot escape
Set me free to the other life I could live
Why can’t I be happy in this hell I’ve made for me?
No one to fear
No one to sigh
No one to understand or ask me why
I scream as loud as I can
But I’m the only one that I want to hear
Wish for someone
But push them away as they come near
Fly me courageous
Just a lie
I lie to myself
Death is the question, to die
Is it only a question or the need to know
Maybe the hope to find…
A better hell…

ⓒ 1994 Shawn Michael Quinn