Category Archives: Beggars Would Ride

Eskimos and Butterflies

From monsters to melancholy
From death to dying
From days mixed with error
From a mind that is sliding
Eskimos and butterflies
With all that’s berating
The lesson must be learned
The trap’s already baited

Move from stage to stage
Trying not to think about the change
Because it hurts
Scared of unknown roads,
I see that you’re not interested yet
Well I am

Eskimos and butterflies
With all that’s berating
The lesson must be learned
The trap’s already baited
From monsters to melancholy
From death to dying
The old man is snoring
He’s no longer crying

Move from stage to stage
Trying not to think about the change
Because it hurts
Scared of unknown roads,
I see that you’re not interested yet
I am gone
Give it all away
Strolling down the lane
In their honor
In your heart of hearts
This is where it starts
In their honor
Going up in flames
Strolling down the lane
In their honor
Just before the fall
Of all we thought was pure
In their honor

Different Degrees of Empty

The cosmos are at war
And they’re in perfect harmony
Maybe you can tell Lao-Tzu
That neutral angels have appeared
I put sugar in the tank
Of the machine that you’ve been feeding
I can hear my sister screaming
I can see my brother bleeding
Mother I am sorry
I can tell you are not pleased
I can see it on your face
And I can hear it in the breeze

Different degrees of empty

The end, I feel, is coming
Like a welcome playful dare
Do I want another ride?
Is it wrong that I’m not scared?
I can crush my fear of pain
And I can crush my fear of caring
It’s consumed me with its eyes
And now I’m stuck here silent, staring
There’s a smile on the horizon
And it’s coming straight for me
And it stretches out its arms
Because it knows that’s all I need

Dormant stage is done
Cocoon is open

Beggars Would Ride

I was wronged or so I’m told
Sinner must learn to drop
When I was young when I would fold
Sinner must learn to drop
Will you still ask me
Why the sorrow sets the tone?
If wishes were horses
Then beggars would ride

I was wronged or so I’m told
Sinner must learn to drop
When I was young when I would fold
Sinner must learn to drop
What doesn’t kill us
make us wish that we were dead
if you get stronger
you might make it in the end

Enjoy the sunset senorita
I haven’t forgotten

Old Hat

The search sets out on Monday
Because it’s far later than you think
And it’s not enough for now
No it’s not enough for now
The train has left the station
But you’re still on the platform
And you watch it roll on out
And you watch it roll on out

I threw my hat over the wall this time
It’s time to see what’s on the other side
That old hat might lead my way out
That old hat might consume the childhood doubt

Everyone has been chosen
And you’re the last one on the wall
And you watch them dance on by
And you watch them dance on by
You still can’t break the silence
With wishful grand illusions
And life still passes by
And life still passes by

I threw my hat over the wall this time
It’s time to see what’s on the other side
That old hat might lead my way out
That old hat might consume the childhood doubt

Bring another chance
I swear I’ll take it
If I could do it all over again
My ship should be coming in any day now
I can hear it
I can hear it now