Stickman
Stickman was Written by RLF
copyright 1996 RLF Music
Performed by Liquid Pope
Recorded West Sound Studios
Engineer: Rich West
Stickman was Written by RLF
copyright 1996 RLF Music
Performed by Liquid Pope
Recorded West Sound Studios
Engineer: Rich West
Concrete World Performed by Liquid Pope
Written by RLF copyright 1996 RLF Music
Recorded at West Sound Studios
Engineer Rich West
In the small hours, loneliness thunders, slowly killing the light of all things good,
In the distance beats the heart of another while sadness consumes her.
Wells up the bile of self condemnation,
evident in the shadows which beats the truth of rejection, needlessness, and remorse of another.
The small hours rip away all that would otherwise bring joy and happiness,
slowly…… Word by word, feeling, and touch……………………
Could two hearts know each so deeply and still not long to beat as one?
In the small hours, even in the brightest light you lean toward the darkest side,
taking comfort in imaginary words of promise, and beauty.
In the small hours, cruel dirty rain pours down, washing away the last remains of hope,
Stinging the heart with each thought of her warm embrace……
In darkness dances the vapour of lonely despair….. While the clock brags as each second passes.
In the small hours……The mind races…Searching for the answers to the questions of the heart……
while silence eats away at ones last shred of dignity.
Another laboured sigh, and the smoke of an endless cigarette billow about……………………………..
In the Small Hours……….
The war in my head…. Screams it is OK to feel less than everyone else…..It tells me you don’t give a shit about me and I shouldn’t show you how I really feel, cause you will only laugh anyway!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The war in my head….. Never fails to remind me that I for as long as I can remember, I have always been a fuck up and that is all I will ever be!…….My war blares constantly the half truths of my existence like the radio station of the damned……To tune it out means to feel the loneliness of the small hours
The war in my head dreams of passion I will never taste, of a life that lingers just beyond my grasp………………My war romances the touch of another that offers lasting beauty, but rings of pain eternal once I hold it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The war in my head knows honesty, goodness, and love… But only as passing capsules of longing that burst out the static of my reality and the knowing that they are only the dreams of the lost!
The war in my head lives thru the wonder of the world as seen in the bright lights of Hollywood Technicolor dreams………
My war is warped, twisted… jagged and distorted memories of the history of my life, and the misplaced words I always meant to say but never knew how until it was too late.
The war in my head weighs the relief of death and the price of letting all wash away……
Sometimes my war speaks in my defense to those I have hurt as the retched lawyer in a mental criminal court…..I hear the words of those I love speak as if to say they somehow want me to win my case, but never seem to appear
My war…… My dreams, my secret desires…… All seem so real, and possibly part of the foreseeable future, then they disappear as swiftly as they were once sweetly on my lips…………………………………..
The war in my head….. Knows that prices will be paid for all of my actions, no matter how I live my life today………..
My war… My life…..My passion, my dreams…….. My joke!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I think of you……
I hear music softly playing,
I close my eyes and you appear, and I feel you close to me,
Silently I breathe, and taste the heat of your kiss.
You whisper my name, and I see your face,
And hold your hand as we walk slowly in the summer rain.
When I think of you……
Shadows disappear, and I wonder at the softness of your skin,
I hold you close and together we drift,
One kiss, one breath, and one heart.
When I think of you……
I tell you all of my secrets, and when I cry you kiss my tears away,
Your gentle embrace shows me you understand,
And you smile as I run my fingers though your hair.
When I think of you……
You are smiling when I wake you in the morning,
And your eyes are shining when kiss your lips at night.
I miss you the moment you are not with me,
And then I thank God for the day he brought you into my life.
Forever
Is timeless, like a kiss…….
Gentle like a warm summer breeze.
More than a word, endless and enduring,
Like a tender embrace that leaves your heart longing for another.
Forever
Is the sweet essence of all things,
Which begin with an inviting look, but end with soldering passion.
Each day, in every way is new and wonderful…
But much more than each day before,
No two alike but each none less than perfect.
A touch, a kiss, 3 simple words…..
The very thought of holding you close.
Forever
Each second passes so quickly,
That my heart beats only,
To remind me of how much I love you,
And that I want you, I need you……
In my life……
Forever
Softness quieter than the ear can hear,
Warmth that only the hands can feel.
The tiny whisper of your breath at night,
A gentle song dancing in your eyes.
Memories, moments, found in each others arms,
A gentle kiss that captures the soul.
Laughter, love and happiness that never ends,
When two hearts join to beat as one.
When you are down and feeling blue,
And it seems you just can’t smile any more.
Close your eyes, and think of warmth,
Soft kisses in the moonlight,
A gentle caress, laughter in the rain,
Look up to the sky, close your eyes
For all I want to be are sweet sunshine kisses on your lips
A man like me holds he feelings deep inside,
For he is afraid that you will see him cry and laugh.
A man like me once knew love,
But he was foolish and let it slip away.
A man like me dreams every day,
That love will softly call his name.
A man like me has seen beautiful wonders,
But were never his to touch.
A man like me was blessed,
The day you came into his life.
Only a man like me can never forget,
To tell you that he loved you the moment he looked into your eyes!
Another cigarette, and 24 hours gone
Days mostly empty, forever searching
Now longing for the next sweet word
Wishful, hoping, longing…………………
One touch, one kiss, and maybe a lifetime
Miles apart, but now drawn close only by the
Promise of wonderful release that
Conquers all, One Love, one Heart forever
With every breath I take!
I used to wonder when I would know the beautiful wonders of life……
Could I, would I even know love when it called my name…
When I reached out to feel the warmth of its embrace would love know and push me away
When I saw beauty, would it run cold from my touch…
Should I be kissed, would it be true…
Would sweetness sour from my reflection,
Would I be doomed to forever walk alone, and should fear scream at me would I run away.
Of these questions I did not know.
Then you called my name and it was you…
You held me in your arms and I was safe.
My eyes held your beauty and I was warm
My reflection shimmered in the warmest rays of your sweet kiss.
And when fear rose near you made me laugh until loneliness went away.
I opened my mouth to speak, and words would not utter,
My heart had spoken them for me.
For it was you……….
To the one these words were confessed to: I may be judged and comdemned by those who do not understand, None the less, I stand guilty of only being not good enough or never having the strengh to speak them directly…..And for that I accept the price required, and will never utter such words ever again………………………………………………………………………