Far Beyond and In Between - Thomas Alexander Dawson (little red riding hood read aloud txt) 📗

Fly With Me

Spread your wings and fly
Meet me in the sky
Look down at all the brightness
Don't be scared, you're not flightless

We got a black president, but he's half white
I guess that means he's half bright
I'm just playing, I'm not racist
But when it comes to the country it needs a face lift

Fathers, mothers, and children dying on the street
We can start over, this is the downbeat
We're on a downhill slope, but don't give up hope
Reach up and grab hold of this rope

Don't view me by my color, that shouldn't be a factor
Take me seriously, I'm not an actor
I do what I do, I do it for you
Maybe someday your wishes will come true

I can't do everything, but I'm doing my part
You don't need me, just listen to your heart
Hold on tight, it's time to depart
Keep your head up always, and keep your soul ablaze
Because you never seize to amaze

It's time to go now
I'll be back, I vow
It's not a matter of if, but a matter of when
Keep your head up high, 'cause it's time to begin

Life of an Addict

The cravings in my head are driving me insane

Feels like I'm Fighting it alone, but I'll never ease the pain

Disappointed everyone around me, but who am I to say

That tomorrow will stop the addict. No tomorrow, but today


They've taken over my body, my mind, and taken over my soul

To finally be free from these chains is my life long goal

I'm engulfed in regret but everything happens for a reason

From the day and night to the rotation of each season


There is nobody to place the blame on besides me, myself, and I

Effecting not only me, but my family and the tears that they cry

The storm is moving in on me and I'm dreading the aftermath

I'll keep on marching, because I'll never be too far from my path


Sorry just isn't enough to take away the things that I've done

Time heals all of our wounds but my journey has just begun

Everyday that goes by is a day that I need to reflect

I owe it to myself to stay clean, Just showing some respect

Wrathful Eyes

Stare into my eyes, let me consume
What your heart most desires so please make room
For me, oh please make room for me

Stare into my eyes, see who I really am
I'm not what you portray me to be
I am not, surely not, who you say I am

Stare into my eyes, do I look beat down?
I'm not, just tired of the same old ways
I'm not beat down, just tired

Smacking

I hate smacking so
much I'd pull out my hair if
only I had more

Waking Up

Waking up seems fake
like a walking zombie lives
not in my world now

Publication Date: 04-18-2012

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