Monday, June 26, 2017

The Lost Children

THE LOST CHILDREN - Written by Carroll Bryant 



Where are the children?
I can’t hear them laughing
I can’t see them playing
Where did they disappear?

Where are the children?
Are they somewhere crying?
Are they somewhere hiding?
Why are they not here?

I woke up out of a nightmare
The world had no more children
Nobody seemed to even care
They just went about their day

I went to search for them everywhere
Under every rock and stone
I looked here and I looked there
How could they just up and go away?

The future is at stake for you and me
Why can’t you believe?
The future is in their young hands
So hold them tight and teach them right
Let their spirits roam with their dreams

Where could they possibly be?

Where are the children?
I can’t hear them laughing
I can’t see them playing
Where did they disappear?

Where are the children?
Are they somewhere crying?
Are they somewhere hiding?
Why are they not here?

Love is the greatest gift that you can ever give a child
From the heart it can only live so temper it with care

The smile on their little faces will take you anywhere
Take you everywhere

I woke up out of a nightmare
The world had no more children
Nobody seemed to even care
They just went about their day

I went to search for them everywhere
Under every rock and stone
I looked here and I looked there
How could they just up and go away?

The future is at stake for you and me
Why can’t you believe?
The future is in their young hands
So hold them tight and teach them right
Let their spirits roam with their dreams

Where could they possibly be?

Where are the children?
I can’t hear them laughing
I can’t see them playing
Where did they disappear?

Where are the children?
Are they somewhere crying?
Are they somewhere hiding?
Why are they not here?

Where are the children?
I wanna hear them laughing
I wanna see them playing
Where did they disappear?

Where are the children?
I don’t want them crying
I don’t want them hiding
Why are they not here?

Please love the children
Because they’re just children
Tiny little children
Please, handle with care

Where are the children?



Sunday, June 25, 2017

Tea Leaves

TEA LEAVES - Written by Carroll Bryant


I'm building my inventions like a castle in the sand
Revealing not a secret to those who understand
And if the grass just isn't greener doesn't mean I can believe
And the visions that I've claimed I've seen
Doesn't mean they're what I need
And so the story goes
How much have you seen?
The road isn't paved in gold on the way to soul

You can't see the future
It lives in a void covered in darkness
And yet you see your dreams shine through
In the colors of a rainbow
Who's chasing who?

The gypsy spirit thinks it knows
What you want to know
But you don't know
Close your eyes and I know you will hear it
You have to trust in me
And trust in the power of the tea leaves

I'm hiding my intentions like the man I am
Retaining not a moment as I'm free to just expand
And if the sky just isn't bluer doesn't mean I can't achieve
And the wind that I've claimed to have seen
Doesn't mean to blow away my dreams
And so the story goes
What are you willing to see?
You'll never walk alone on the road to soul

You can't live for the future
It never arrives because the moment is always now
N'tho you keep on getting older as you go
Night and day will keep coming back around

The gypsy spirit thinks it's free
Like you think it's free
But are you really free?
Close your eyes and I know that you will feel it
You have to trust in me
And trust in the power of the tea leaves

Face to face with time
It will blow your mind
What is yours I will make mine
And you can't shake hands with this
What is yours I will take it away
With my mind

And when the light shines down and penetrates your brain
Just like me you will be living again
And when the time is right it will go away
Just like tomorrow
Just like yesterday
And when you clutch the truth it will escape
With the lies you thought you would never say
Or repeat
And when the light turns off it will illuminate the place
And just like a passionate kiss
It will remain for days

On the edge of no return
Is a heart that just won't learn
You will learn the hard way

The gypsy spirit thinks it knows
What you want to know
But you don't know
Close your eyes and I know you will hear it
You have to trust in me
And trust in the power of the tea leaves

Trust in the power of the tea leaves
Trust in the power of it all









Friday, June 23, 2017

The Sting

THE STING - Written by Carroll Bryant



It’s been exasperating
Relationships can take a lot out of you
It’s not that I’m complaining
Even though sometimes I think I do

It’s been exhilarating
Despite knowing that you’re facing the end
Sure enough you know it’s raining
But the sun will pop back out again

It always seems to start with promises in the dark
Amnesia ensues with the light of the day

Then it all comes crashing down
And you lay there on the ground
Trying to analyze every single thing
So then it all just falls apart
And you can feel it in your heart
Dealing with the pain and suffering

Then you feel the sting

It’s now excruciating
Memories can take time to fade
So far you feel like fainting
From losing everything you made

It’s now perpetuating
Emotions that don’t seem to heal
Your soul’s evacuating
Everything you used to feel

There always seems to be something that she can’t see
Euphoria arrives a day too late

Then it all comes crashing down
And you lay there on the ground
Trying to analyze every single thing
So then it all just falls apart
And you can feel it in your heart
Dealing with the pain and suffering

Then you feel the sting

It always seems to end as enemies and never friends
The result of never having anything more to say

Then it all comes crashing down
And you lay there on the ground
Trying to analyze every single thing
So then it all just falls apart
And you can feel it in your heart
Dealing with the pain and suffering

Then it all comes back to you
Always racing to find the proof
Pieces of the puzzle can’t fit or anything
So then it all just disappears
You can feel it in the air
Dealing with the art of beggaring

Then you feel the sting

You can feel the sting



Thursday, June 22, 2017

Exodus To Romance

EXODUS TO ROMANCE - Written by Carroll Bryant 


You feel this start without too much exaggeration 
Too real
My heart
My thoughts imagination 
You take the wheel and drive me to extremes
"I know" you say "and things couldn't be much better"

I hope you see the truth in all the explanations
Don't run away from the true touch of exploration 
I play the part of two fools in love
"I know" you say, "and things could only get better"

Why must I try to describe this feeling
When you already know exactly how I feel
Diamonds and gold
I like to be appealing
Am I appealing to your love?

Why must I try to defend my answers?
When you already know exactly all the reasons 
Diamonds and gold
I try to be be revealing 
Am I revealing enough?

You feel this start without too much consolation
Too real
My heart
My thoughts exoneration 
You take the wheel and drive me to exacerbate 
"I know" you say "and things couldn't be much better"

I hope you see the truth in all the inspirations
Don't run away from the true touch of infatuation
I wrote the book on what to do
"I know" you say, "and things could only get better"

Why must I try to describe this feeling
When you already know exactly how I feel
Diamonds and gold
I like to be concealing 
Am I concealing your love?

Why must I try to defend my answers?
When you already know exactly all the reasons 
Diamonds and gold
I try to be uplifting
Am I uplifting enough?

And things just couldn't be better
My love for you will sail
And things could only get better
Don't let my love come down







Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Heartbeat Mine

HEARTBEAT MINE - Written by Carroll Bryant



I walk down the road of my life
Always looking over my shoulder
I can hear footsteps following behind me
Will it get worse as I grow older?

Every day passes like a ghost
Each one bleeding into the next one
I live this illusion caught in my confusion
Looking at the light of the sun

People speak the word of the wise
Sometimes you don’t want to open up your eyes
Not everything you do is going to come back to you
Just know your love is alive

I just know my heartbeat is mine

There’s constant writing on the wall
Always trying to read between invisible lines
I can see discrepancies in almost everything
Never to read anything at all

Every night swims in a pool
Drowning in somebody else’s misery
My flotation device is trying to always be nice
Thoughts that roam wild constantly

People speak the word of the wise
Sometimes you don’t want to open up your eyes
Not everything you do is going to come back to you
Just know your love is alive

I just know my heartbeat is mine

I can tie up rainbows and make them flowers for your day
I know you’re still going throw those dreams away
You can live your life being mean to me every day
I’m still gonna love you no matter what you do or don’t say

I only wish you will stop acting this way

So as we walk down the road of life
Feel the hot rays turning colder
We can sense shadows looking at us all
It’ll only get worse as we grow older

Every thought becomes our intention
Each one more obscene than the next one
We live in squallier of memories growing taller
Always being blinded by the sun

I only wish you were the one

People speak the word of the wise
Sometimes you don’t want to open up your eyes
Not everything you do is going to come back to you
Just know your love is alive

People speak the word of the wise
Sometimes you don’t want to open up your eyes
Not everything that’s true will come back to you
Just know your love is alive

I just know my heartbeat is mine



Monday, June 19, 2017

The Road Back To Soul

THE ROAD BACK TO SOUL - Written by Carroll Bryant


The hour of the dawn is upon me
I arise to the glory of the vision of life
My mind will capture the moment 
My feet will take me to what I see with sad, lonely eyes

All of the wisdom I have acquired has taught me
That my knowledge knows nothing
Absolutely nothing
As some of what I think I do not believe
And at the point of when life turns full circle
The sun will be shinning on me

And so I fill my pockets full of gold
Take another look at the past and I know
I lost my way somewhere that I didn't want to go
And now I find myself searching for the road back to soul

The timing of a full moon clearly blinds me
I concentrate on useless things 
Come to grips with my despair 
In a momentary lapse of uncommon reason
Strip naked
Take a walk around the block 
And I don't care

All of the people look on with shame at my disguise
They can't look into my eyes or tell the truth
From those bitter lies
And I
To stand before loves majesty 
Standing all alone

And so I fill my pockets full of gold
Take a look into the future and I know
I lost my way somewhere that I didn't want to go 
But now I'm on the road back to soul

I am the president of the government in my own mind
 Let the rain pretend that it's cleansing me
The mist gets in my eyes
I am the the leader of the membership I self provide 
Let the rain pretend it knows me
And somehow I shall survive 

The hour of the midnight is upon me
Like a ghost it stares at me and haunts me
I feel my feet below me but I'm not allowed to run
The picture plays my memory but everything is snowy

And so I fill my pockets full of gold
Take another look at the past and I know
I lost my way somewhere that I didn't want to go
But now I'm on the road back to soul

And so I fill my pockets full of gold
Take a look into the future and I know
I lost my way somewhere that I didn't want to go 
And now I find myself walking down the road back to soul

And now I find myself ... walking down the road back to soul



Saturday, June 17, 2017

Queen Bee

QUEEN BEE - Written by Carroll Bryant 



All she wanted was a pretty face
She didn’t care what was taking place
Inside my heart 

Messaging me everyday
Luring me in with her magical ways
She played me smart and she played me well
Broke my heart and left a trail
Of tears for others to follow
Damaged by a soul in her that is hollow
Shallow
What came first was her needs
What hurt worst was the blood
I bled
She made me bleed
With the words
She used
Like a razor
To cut me
And then she cut me off at the knees
Fired up her troops
On my head, career, she pooped
Stinking up the joint
Making sure to make her point
That she was queen bee
What hurt worse was the blood
I bled
She made me bleed
With the words
She used
Like a razor
To cut me
And then she cut off at the knees

All she wanted was a pretty face
She didn’t care what was taking place
Inside my heart

Inside of me



Friday, June 16, 2017

The Presence Of Evil

THE PRESENCE OF EVIL - Written by Carroll Bryant 


Shadows of a stranger lurking at midnight
Hungry for danger 
Feeding that appetite 

A perpetrator searching for a victim
A fallen saint looking for a sin to commit 

A desperate moment dancing on the dawn
Eager for pleasure to battle right or wrong
Another murder in the name of vanity
A scared spirit of our insanity

There's a presence of evil
A presence of evil
There's a presence of evil standing where you are
There's a presence of evil
A presence of evil
There's a presence of evil
Satan's gone too far

Screams of the sinners echos in the moonlight
Searching for safety 
Holding on for dear life

A poor unfortunate becoming a statistic
An evil spirit practicing something sadistic 

Another mourner is walking down the path
Exchanging glances before the aftermath 
A desperate notion there for all to think
Eager for pleasure and living on the brink

There's a presence of evil
A presence of evil
There's a presence of evil standing where you are
There's a presence of evil
A presence of evil
There's a presence of evil
Satan's gone too far

 There's a presence of evil
A presence of evil
There's a presence of evil standing where you are
There's a presence of evil
A presence of evil
There's a presence of evil
Satan's gone too far

How bright the darkest night?
Wailing in pain to wake up the demon
Another soul burning in the firelight 
Life just to end while you're screaming

How dark the brightest day?
Someone just throws it all away
With a knife

The evil that lives inside of you
The evil in us all comes shinning through
With the taking of another life
You know it's true

The presence of evil




Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Sex Fiend (Revised Version)

SEX FIEND (REVISED VERSION) - Written by Carroll Bryant



I carry thoughts of you in my mind
I had a dream of you last night
Told you I loved you
You laughed and walked away
I woke up shaking

I can’t believe this is happening to me
A prisoner of jealousy
You’re such a bomb
You’re blowing me away
I know you’re faking

I should be hurting, but you see
I have reason to believe
That you’re a sex fiend
Baby, baby, you’re a sex fiend
You’re a sex dream
Baby, baby, you’re a sex dream
You’re a sex queen
Baby, baby, you’re a sex queen
Make love to me
Baby, baby, you’re a sex fiend

I didn’t know what to do
I can’t believe it that I fell for you
Hearing the stories
They frighten me to death
I can’t stop shaking

Yet every time that I see your face
I want to rock you into outer-space
You’re such a skank
Who cannot be contained
And I’m still shaking

I should be hurting, but you see
I have reason to believe
That you’re a sex fiend
Baby, baby, you’re a sex fiend
You’re a sex dream
Baby, baby, you’re a sex dream
You’re a sex queen
Baby, baby, you’re a sex queen
Make love to me
Baby, baby, you’re a sex fiend

Oh, I’m gonna lose it
Gonna bust it, gonna groove it
So girl, you come and prove it
You know what I mean

Oh, I’m gonna lose it
Gonna bump it, gonna bruise it
So girl, you come and do it
I’m gonna make you scream

Right where you be standing, baby
Yeah, right there where you are
Hit the floor

Cream

I carry thoughts of you in my mind
I had a dream of you last night
Told you I loved you
You laughed and walked away
I woke up shaking

I should be hurting, but you see
I have reason to believe
That you’re a sex fiend
Baby, baby, you’re a sex fiend
You’re a sex dream
Baby, baby, you’re a sex dream
You’re a sex queen
Baby, baby, you’re a sex queen
Make love to me
Baby, baby, you’re a sex fiend
Make love to me
Baby, baby, make love to me

You’re a sex fiend

Hit the floor



Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Too Much Love

TOO MUCH LOVE - Written by Carroll Bryant


And she walked on down to the river
And she washed away her sins
And in the moment that was now or never
She let the new begin again 

And she taught herself a lesson
And then she blessed it with her hands 
And then she left without a reason to wonder
She let the end begin again 

Too much love is not enough love
Too much love is just not enough
Like the fatal rush of a tender touch
Too much love is just not enough 

And she held onto her passion
And then she carved her thoughts in the sky
And in the hopes of keeping all of her secrets 
She let her dreams become her bride

And then she told herself not to worry
And then she sang herself a song
And then she grabbed the next bus and left in a hurry
She reentered where she didn't belong

Too much love is not enough love
Too much love is just not enough
Like the fatal rush of a tender touch
Too much love is just not enough 

Why do you think that the stillness and the breeze
Never meet?
Why do you think that no one believes?
Only in the time when it's time to leave
Will I leave

And she walks on down to the river
And then she cries herself back to sleep
And only in peace does she seem to fall to pieces 
Scream and I will leave

Too much love is not enough love
Too much love is just not enough
Like the fatal rush of a tender touch
Too much love is just not enough 

Why do you think that the stillness and the breeze
Never meet?
Why do you think that no one believes?
Only in the time when it's time to leave
Will I leave

Too much love is not enough love
Too much love is just not enough
Like the fatal rush of a tender touch
Too much love is just not enough 





Sunday, June 11, 2017

No Escape

NO ESCAPE - Written by Carroll Bryant



This is it
This is the end of all our dreams
As I watch you pack your bags
And you walk right out on me

Hit or miss
I guess it’s really just all the same
You get in your car
There’s an ache in my heart
I guess it’s how we’re gonna play this game

And no, there’s no escaping what we had
When you cry the tears for all those happy years
They really weren’t all that bad
And so, we can both take credit now
For a job undone
For a song unsung
And the way that it all went down

And no, there’s no escaping that

There it is
Our story in an old nut shell
As my world falls down on me
I can see the end so well

Giving in
To a notion that it’s all worth while
I get to the part
Where your car won’t start
But then you go and walk a country mile

And no, there’s no escaping what we had
When you cry the tears for all those happy years
They really weren’t all that bad
And so, we can both take credit now
For a job undone
For a song unsung
And the way that it all went down

And no, there’s no escaping that

I look at you
You look at me
In our eyes we both can see
That everything is going to change

I look up
You look away
Fancy that, no words to say
And everything is going to change

This is it
This is the end of all our dreams
As I watch you pack your bags
And you walk right out on me

And no, there’s no escaping what we had
When you cry the tears for all those happy years
They really weren’t all that bad
And so, we can both take credit now
For a job undone
For a song unsung
And the way that it all went down

And no, there’s no escaping what we had
When you cry the tears for all those happy years
They really weren’t all that bad
And so, we can both take credit now
For a job undone
For a song unsung
And the way that it all went down

And no, oh no, there’s no escaping that



Saturday, June 10, 2017

Peace In My Eyes

PEACE IN MY EYES - Written by Carroll Bryant 


Watching from a distance I can see
The armies marching away
Explosions rock my heart and soul
Watching with nothing to say 

Falling to my knees
I whisper something that I know to be
The truth and nothing but true lies
The world around me still going crazy
But there's peace in my eyes

Living in the middle of the past of what you know
You gave to me
Willing to receive and then reject it
Just because you deceive me

Falling to my knees
I wonder what I will do to hide my needs
From the pleasure of your disguise 
Your love will be the hell in me
But there's peace in my eyes

I can control not a single thing
What they say, the papers, I know they try 
It comes and goes until they wash your brain 
You can wash it all away (to hell)
But there's peace in my eyes

Sleeping at the end of a victory
The bodies of the victims play in a massive grave
No token of appreciation do we believe in
To be given to the ones that we are left to blame 

Falling to my knees 
I shudder to the thought of bleeding
Coming from my eyes and asking why we call ourselves mankind
Your blood will be my stain forever 
But there will be peace in my eyes 

Your blood and I will be together 
Forever
But there will be peace in my eyes



Thursday, June 8, 2017

Silent Treatment

SILENT TREATMENT - Written by Carroll Bryant



Why won’t you talk to me?
You never want to talk to me
I think you’re scared of me
What are you afraid of?

You never say what’s on your mind
I mean, what’s really on your mind?
You blow me off almost every time
When your world starts crashing down

Why do you leave me all alone?
Just standing in the silent zone?
Sometimes I would die just to hear a tone from your voice
Rather than to never hear what you know that you wanna say

This silent treatment chills my bones
You won’t even pick up the phone
Even if you heard a dial tone then you know
At least that would be some kind of noise anyway

You communicate with your eyes
Subtlety as you pass me by
Your grunt supplies me with
All the answers that I’m looking for

Well, could you just paint a sign?
You never really paint a sign
When everything’s out of control
You act like everything is fine

Why do you leave me all alone?
Just standing in the silent zone?
Sometimes I would die just to hear a tone from your voice
Rather than to never hear what you know that you wanna say

This silent treatment chills my bones
You won’t even pick up the phone
Even if you heard a dial tone then you know
At least that would be some kind of noise anyway

You won’t even snore for the fact that you just want to make a point
You used to talk in your sleep
Even that doesn’t seem to be the case anymore

Then what’s it all for?
Just pack up your things and walk out of the door
There’s your solution
Why won’t you talk to me?
You never want to talk to me
I think you’re scared of me
What are you afraid of?

Are you afraid that you still feel the same
As you did the first day we met and fell in love

What are you afraid of?

Just stop leaving me all alone
And standing in the silent zone
Sometimes I would die just to hear a tone from your voice
Rather than to never hear what you know that you wanna say

This silent treatment chills my bones
You won’t even pick up the phone
Even if you heard a dial tone then you know
At least that would be some kind of noise anyway

Why do you leave me all alone?
Sitting here in my home
Waiting by the telephone
Just talk to me
Can‘t you see what this silence is doing to me?

Tell me …. What are you afraid of?

Just stop leaving me all alone