| Member Since | 8/16/2007 | | Band Website | www.jerry-elliott.de | | Band Members | If only we will stop to think of Me Me Me and Me
Forgotten that the days of man on earth
Is But for a moment, Yes for a season
But still we let the afflictions of this world rules our lifes.
By so doing we become lost and blinded.
And Our inner light turns darkness, and a stones on our hart
So also it becomes shains on our feets.
That wont let us go
I say to you my friends.
Let your thought be of good, and all shall be well.
For the days of man on eath is short
We go just the way we come,
All alone.
So Lets Make a Change
Jerry
| | Influences | My legs tremble when ever you cross my mind
And my whole body becomes useless,
So that my eys can..t see no more
That is how I feel when ever you cross my mind
I have so much love to give, but your memories clouds my hart.
Most times
So much that my head stop to think and reason
How insane where you to hurt me
All the time you made Mum cry
How mad where you to send Mam and me away
Now I know you must have lost your mind
Your memories are bad teast in my life.
You are in my past
You are nothing, but an old story.
Even then: And now
The things I love, I can do
Still the pains and sorrows hurts my hart
The promise of freedom gone so bad.
My thoughts and dreams lost between three colours
And my imaginastions devided between two races.
Not knowing where I belong, and who I am.
The time has come and gone so fast
Is 33 years, gone past
| | Sounds Like |
Run run run Baby run says their eyes.
So I packed my things, But all left behind
The ones I loved
And the things that matters.
Looking And searching for a light,
And a way out of my darkness
I walk the street and run the halls.
The crowd that past by dont even see me.
Its cold, snowing and lonely all day
My skin has wear down
And am loosing my coulors.
The street, and under the bridges,
I called my home, but it holds no hope for me.
All day and all night people past by
And they dont even say hello,
But I said good day and they walked away
So I gave them hand but they turned their back.
Although,
Bread and fruits left over has become my meal,
Urin and past out have talking over my smell
And my soul is full with sadness,
But still not hopelessness.
Hey, It has been long years
The time has come and gone so fast.
It looks like yesterday I took my trip
On a journey to the white mans land.
Looking for freedom out of my boredom
Oh freedom oh freedom my hart cries
Walking the tight roap am used to
When will I have this freedom?
So I packed my things, But all left behind.
| | Record Label | www.mcpcologne.com | | Type of Label | Unsigned |
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