I am a writer by profession and have been a journalist and editor in the past. I have had two novels published. I have written some poetry and some of my lyrics have been inspired by these poems.
THE PAINTER’S CANNON POINTS AT THE SKY
I’M SUCKED RIGHT IN TO THE ROOM I SEE
BUT THE WALL’S NOT THERE AND THE CLOUDS DRIFT BY
THERE’S A SILENCE ABOUT TO BE BROKEN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
A TIGHTROPE WALK I COULD FALL EITHER WAY
TREMBLING LIKE A LEAF ON A THIN, THIN LINE
I COULD JUMP, I COULD RUN, I COULD EVEN FLY
THAT’S WHAT THE PICTURE’S TELLING ME
THIS IS NOT A CANNON AND THE SKY’S A LIE
BUT I WANT TO BELIEVE IT AND TAKE A CHANCE
GET SHOT OF ALL THOSE FAMILIAR THINGS
LIFT THAT ANCHOR THAT’S WEIGHING ME DOWN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
NO NEED FOR A THOUSAND WORDS OR MORE
THE PICTURE SPEAKS BUT MAKES NO SOUND
IT TAKES ME PLACES WORDS DON’T GO
IT STROKES MY SENSES OH SO SLOW, SO SLOW
THE PAINTER’S CANNON POINTS AT THE SKY
I’M SUCKED RIGHT IN TO THE ROOM I SEE
BUT THE WALL’S NOT THERE AND THE CLOUDS DRIFT BY
THERE’S A SILENCE ABOUT TO BE BROKEN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
WE’RE DRIFTING IN THE DESERT AND THERE’S NOTHING HERE
IT’S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR MORE THAN A YEAR
CAN YOU EVEN HEAR ME ANYMORE?
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL’S IN STORE
SO WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
LOOKS AND SMILES BEGAN IT ALL BUT NOW ITS GONE
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES
DON’T TELL ME YOU’RE SURPRISED
DROP THE FAÇADE, DON’T MAKE IT SO HARD
WE CAN’T GO ON LIKE THIS NO MORE
IT’S OVER NOW AND YOU KNOW THE SCORE
IT ISN’T YOU AND IT ISN’T ME
IT’S SOMETHING ELSE THAT WE JUST CAN’T SEE
SO WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
IT WON’T GET BETTER IT CAN ONLY GET WORSE
NO LIGHT AT THE END OF THIS TUNNEL
ALL I CAN SEE IS AN ONCOMING TRAIN
IT HAS TO END NOW THERE’S NO OTHER WAY
IT CAN’T GO ON FOR ANOTHER DAY
LET IT GO IT’S THE END OF THE LINE, OTHERWISE…
WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
THE PAINTER’S CANNON POINTS AT THE SKY
I’M SUCKED RIGHT IN TO THE ROOM I SEE
BUT THE WALL’S NOT THERE AND THE CLOUDS DRIFT BY
THERE’S A SILENCE ABOUT TO BE BROKEN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
A TIGHTROPE WALK I COULD FALL EITHER WAY
TREMBLING LIKE A LEAF ON A THIN, THIN LINE
I COULD JUMP, I COULD RUN, I COULD EVEN FLY
THAT’S WHAT THE PICTURE’S TELLING ME
THIS IS NOT A CANNON AND THE SKY’S A LIE
BUT I WANT TO BELIEVE IT AND TAKE A CHANCE
GET SHOT OF ALL THOSE FAMILIAR THINGS
LIFT THAT ANCHOR THAT’S WEIGHING ME DOWN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
NO NEED FOR A THOUSAND WORDS OR MORE
THE PICTURE SPEAKS BUT MAKES NO SOUND
IT TAKES ME PLACES WORDS DON’T GO
IT STROKES MY SENSES OH SO SLOW, SO SLOW
THE PAINTER’S CANNON POINTS AT THE SKY
I’M SUCKED RIGHT IN TO THE ROOM I SEE
BUT THE WALL’S NOT THERE AND THE CLOUDS DRIFT BY
THERE’S A SILENCE ABOUT TO BE BROKEN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
WE’RE DRIFTING IN THE DESERT AND THERE’S NOTHING HERE
IT’S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR MORE THAN A YEAR
CAN YOU EVEN HEAR ME ANYMORE?
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL’S IN STORE
SO WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
LOOKS AND SMILES BEGAN IT ALL BUT NOW ITS GONE
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES
DON’T TELL ME YOU’RE SURPRISED
DROP THE FAÇADE, DON’T MAKE IT SO HARD
WE CAN’T GO ON LIKE THIS NO MORE
IT’S OVER NOW AND YOU KNOW THE SCORE
IT ISN’T YOU AND IT ISN’T ME
IT’S SOMETHING ELSE THAT WE JUST CAN’T SEE
SO WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
IT WON’T GET BETTER IT CAN ONLY GET WORSE
NO LIGHT AT THE END OF THIS TUNNEL
ALL I CAN SEE IS AN ONCOMING TRAIN
IT HAS TO END NOW THERE’S NO OTHER WAY
IT CAN’T GO ON FOR ANOTHER DAY
LET IT GO IT’S THE END OF THE LINE, OTHERWISE…
WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
SHE ARRIVED WITH AN EMPTY SUITCASE
WITH NOTHING TO PUT INSIDE
SIX GUITAR STRINGS BUT NO GUITAR
SHE’D BEED TAKEN FOR A RIDE
BUT NOW SHE’S FOUND HER WAY BACK HOME
IT TOOK A LONG TIME BUT IT’S ALL SO FINE
SHE’S BEEN TRAVELLING LIGHT BUT IT FEELS SO RIGHT
AND WITHOUT A GUITAR SHE CAN STILL GO FAR
SHE ARRIVED WITH AN EMPTY SUITCASE
WITH NOTHING TO PUT INSIDE
NOW SHE’S WHERE SHE WANTS TO BE
NO NEED TO RUN AND HIDE
THE SWEET FRAGRANCE OF VERMILION ROSES
GRASS SO GREEN AND THE AIR SO CLEAN
THE BIRDS ARE SINGING AND THE SUN IS BRIGHT
NO NEED TO THINK ABOUT WHERE SHE’S BEEN
SHE ARRIVED WITH AN EMPTY SUITCASE
WITH NOTHING TO PUT INSIDE
SHE NEVER WENT DOWN THAT BEATEN TRACK
WELL MAYBE SHE TRIED BUT SHE NEVER WENT BACK
SHE FLEW SO HIGH LIKE A BIRD IN THE SKY
SHE LISTENED TO THE WHISPERING WIND IN THE TREES
NOBODY REALLY CARED WHERE SHE CAME FROM
AND NOBODY ASKED WHERE SHE WAS GOING
BUT OH HOW I CARED, I CARED SO MUCH
NOBODY MADE ME FEEL LIKE SHE DID
SHE NEVER WENT DOWN THAT BEATEN TRACK
WELL MAYBE SHE TRIED BUT SHE NEVER WENT BACK
AND NOW SHE’S GONE BUT WHO REALLY FEELS IT
ONLY ME AND I TREMBLE INSIDE
TOO FRAGILE FOR ALL THE NOISE AND THE HASTE
SHE HAD TO LET IT GO AND FIND A PEACEFUL PLACE
IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE AND EVERYTHING’S THE SAME
BUT NOT FOR ME I NEED HER BY MY SIDE
SHE NEVER WENT DOWN THAT BEATEN TRACK
WELL MAYBE SHE TRIED BUT SHE NEVER WENT BACK
YOU SEEMED LIKE AN ANGEL BUT LOOKS DECEIVE
THEN YOUR SMILE TURNED INTO A DEMON’S GRIN
NOW I’M IN TOO DEEP, CAN’T GET NO SLEEP
I SHOULD’VE KNOWN BETTER BUT ITS WAY TOO LATE
I COULDN'T SEE THROUGH THE DISGUISE YOU WEAR
AND I KNOW IT’S ALL A GAME TO YOU
I’M THE ONE WHO’S HURTING COZ I FELL FOR THAT SMILE
THE SMILE YOU USE TO GET WHAT YOU WANT
THEN SPIT IT OUT WHEN YOU’RE TIRED OF CHEWING
YOU SEEMED LIKE AN ANGEL BUT LOOKS DECEIVE
THEN YOUR SMILE TURNED INTO A DEMON’S GRIN
NEXT TIME I WON’T FALL SO EASILY
INTO THE TRAP THAT THE DEMON LAYS
I FELL TOO FAR NOW IT’S HARD TO GET UP
TO CRAWL BACK OUT OF THE HOLE I’M IN
I WON’T GO THROUGH THIS EVER AGAIN
I JUST CAN’T HANDLE ALL THE PAIN
YOU SEEMED LIKE AN ANGEL BUT LOOKS DECEIVE
THEN YOUR SMILE TURNED INTO A DEMON’S GRIN
A POCKET FULL OF DOLLARS BUT NO SPRING IN MY STRIDE
MY MIND’S ABSORBED, MY MIND’S DEGRADED
I WANNA CUT LOOSE AND DO THINGS MY WAY
I’M CRUSHED BY NUMBERS AND I FEEL SO JADED
THE FAÇADE IS GETTING TOUGHER TO MAINTAIN
IT’S AN ACT, IT’S A LIE, I’M JUST PRETENDING
UP AND DOWN LIKE A YO-YO I’M LIVING IN LIMBO
LIVING IN LIMBO, LIVING IN LIMBO
END OF THE DAY AND I LOOSEN MY COLLAR
YANK OFF MY TIE AND ITS DOWN TO THE BAR
I PAY FOR THE DRINKS AS THE SUN GOES DOWN
I FEEL SO LIGHT, I COULD FLY SO FAR
BUT IT STARTS AGAIN WHEN THE MORNING COMES
I PUT MY MASK ON AND HOPE I DON’T SUFFOCATE
UP AND DOWN LIKE A YO-YO I’M LIVING IN LIMBO
LIVING IN LIMBO, LIVING IN LIMBO
ONE OF THESE DAYS I’M GONNA BREAK THE PATTERN
FIND MY RHYTHM AND GO MY WAY
I KNOW I CAN MAKE IT, I JUST NEED TO BELIEVE
BELIEVE IN ME AND A BETTER DAY
I KNOW I CAN STOP THE NUMBERS CRUNCHING
CHANGE THE SCRIPT AND BREATHE AGAIN
UP AND DOWN LIKE A YO-YO I’M LIVING IN LIMBO
LIVING IN LIMBO, LIVING IN LIMBO
YOU’RE THE STAR THAT MOVES THE MILKY WAY
THE ONE THAT SHINES AND MAKES MY DAY
BUT I DON’T KNOW IF I’LL SEE YOU AGAIN
YOU SAY YOU’RE LEAVING ON THE SEVEN TEN
A TRAIN THAT’LL TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME
TO A PLACE FAR AWAY SO I CAN’T SEE
BUT I WON’T FORGET YOUR SPARKLING EYES
AND YOUR SMILE SO SWEET THAT IT MAKES ME CRY
COZ YOU’RE THE STAR THAT MOVES THE MILKY WAY
THE ONE THAT SHINES AND MAKES MY DAY
WHEN YOU GET TO WHERE YOU’RE GOING TO
REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE ME FEEL SO BLUE
AND IF YOU EVER WANT TO COME BACK HERE BABY
I’LL BE WAITING AND I DON’T MEAN MAYBE
I’LL KEEP THAT CANDLE BURNING STRONG
I KNOW THAT IT’S HERE WHERE YOU BELONG
COZ YOU’RE THE STAR THAT MOVES THE MILKY WAY
THE ONE THAT SHINES AND MAKES MY DAY
THE PAINTER’S CANNON POINTS AT THE SKY
I’M SUCKED RIGHT IN TO THE ROOM I SEE
BUT THE WALL’S NOT THERE AND THE CLOUDS DRIFT BY
THERE’S A SILENCE ABOUT TO BE BROKEN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
A TIGHTROPE WALK I COULD FALL EITHER WAY
TREMBLING LIKE A LEAF ON A THIN, THIN LINE
I COULD JUMP, I COULD RUN, I COULD EVEN FLY
THAT’S WHAT THE PICTURE’S TELLING ME
THIS IS NOT A CANNON AND THE SKY’S A LIE
BUT I WANT TO BELIEVE IT AND TAKE A CHANCE
GET SHOT OF ALL THOSE FAMILIAR THINGS
LIFT THAT ANCHOR THAT’S WEIGHING ME DOWN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
NO NEED FOR A THOUSAND WORDS OR MORE
THE PICTURE SPEAKS BUT MAKES NO SOUND
IT TAKES ME PLACES WORDS DON’T GO
IT STROKES MY SENSES OH SO SLOW, SO SLOW
THE PAINTER’S CANNON POINTS AT THE SKY
I’M SUCKED RIGHT IN TO THE ROOM I SEE
BUT THE WALL’S NOT THERE AND THE CLOUDS DRIFT BY
THERE’S A SILENCE ABOUT TO BE BROKEN
I’VE GOT A FEELING STIRRING DEEP INSIDE
ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIBERTY
WE’RE DRIFTING IN THE DESERT AND THERE’S NOTHING HERE
IT’S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR MORE THAN A YEAR
CAN YOU EVEN HEAR ME ANYMORE?
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL’S IN STORE
SO WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
LOOKS AND SMILES BEGAN IT ALL BUT NOW ITS GONE
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES
DON’T TELL ME YOU’RE SURPRISED
DROP THE FAÇADE, DON’T MAKE IT SO HARD
WE CAN’T GO ON LIKE THIS NO MORE
IT’S OVER NOW AND YOU KNOW THE SCORE
IT ISN’T YOU AND IT ISN’T ME
IT’S SOMETHING ELSE THAT WE JUST CAN’T SEE
SO WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
IT WON’T GET BETTER IT CAN ONLY GET WORSE
NO LIGHT AT THE END OF THIS TUNNEL
ALL I CAN SEE IS AN ONCOMING TRAIN
IT HAS TO END NOW THERE’S NO OTHER WAY
IT CAN’T GO ON FOR ANOTHER DAY
LET IT GO IT’S THE END OF THE LINE, OTHERWISE…
WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
TELL ME, WHERE DO WE FAKE IT FROM HERE?
SHE ARRIVED WITH AN EMPTY SUITCASE
WITH NOTHING TO PUT INSIDE
SIX GUITAR STRINGS BUT NO GUITAR
SHE’D BEED TAKEN FOR A RIDE
BUT NOW SHE’S FOUND HER WAY BACK HOME
IT TOOK A LONG TIME BUT IT’S ALL SO FINE
SHE’S BEEN TRAVELLING LIGHT BUT IT FEELS SO RIGHT
AND WITHOUT A GUITAR SHE CAN STILL GO FAR
SHE ARRIVED WITH AN EMPTY SUITCASE
WITH NOTHING TO PUT INSIDE
NOW SHE’S WHERE SHE WANTS TO BE
NO NEED TO RUN AND HIDE
THE SWEET FRAGRANCE OF VERMILION ROSES
GRASS SO GREEN AND THE AIR SO CLEAN
THE BIRDS ARE SINGING AND THE SUN IS BRIGHT
NO NEED TO THINK ABOUT WHERE SHE’S BEEN
SHE ARRIVED WITH AN EMPTY SUITCASE
WITH NOTHING TO PUT INSIDE
SHE NEVER WENT DOWN THAT BEATEN TRACK
WELL MAYBE SHE TRIED BUT SHE NEVER WENT BACK
SHE FLEW SO HIGH LIKE A BIRD IN THE SKY
SHE LISTENED TO THE WHISPERING WIND IN THE TREES
NOBODY REALLY CARED WHERE SHE CAME FROM
AND NOBODY ASKED WHERE SHE WAS GOING
BUT OH HOW I CARED, I CARED SO MUCH
NOBODY MADE ME FEEL LIKE SHE DID
SHE NEVER WENT DOWN THAT BEATEN TRACK
WELL MAYBE SHE TRIED BUT SHE NEVER WENT BACK
AND NOW SHE’S GONE BUT WHO REALLY FEELS IT
ONLY ME AND I TREMBLE INSIDE
TOO FRAGILE FOR ALL THE NOISE AND THE HASTE
SHE HAD TO LET IT GO AND FIND A PEACEFUL PLACE
IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE AND EVERYTHING’S THE SAME
BUT NOT FOR ME I NEED HER BY MY SIDE
SHE NEVER WENT DOWN THAT BEATEN TRACK
WELL MAYBE SHE TRIED BUT SHE NEVER WENT BACK
YOU SEEMED LIKE AN ANGEL BUT LOOKS DECEIVE
THEN YOUR SMILE TURNED INTO A DEMON’S GRIN
NOW I’M IN TOO DEEP, CAN’T GET NO SLEEP
I SHOULD’VE KNOWN BETTER BUT ITS WAY TOO LATE
I COULDN'T SEE THROUGH THE DISGUISE YOU WEAR
AND I KNOW IT’S ALL A GAME TO YOU
I’M THE ONE WHO’S HURTING COZ I FELL FOR THAT SMILE
THE SMILE YOU USE TO GET WHAT YOU WANT
THEN SPIT IT OUT WHEN YOU’RE TIRED OF CHEWING
YOU SEEMED LIKE AN ANGEL BUT LOOKS DECEIVE
THEN YOUR SMILE TURNED INTO A DEMON’S GRIN
NEXT TIME I WON’T FALL SO EASILY
INTO THE TRAP THAT THE DEMON LAYS
I FELL TOO FAR NOW IT’S HARD TO GET UP
TO CRAWL BACK OUT OF THE HOLE I’M IN
I WON’T GO THROUGH THIS EVER AGAIN
I JUST CAN’T HANDLE ALL THE PAIN
YOU SEEMED LIKE AN ANGEL BUT LOOKS DECEIVE
THEN YOUR SMILE TURNED INTO A DEMON’S GRIN
I am a writer by profession and have been a journalist and editor in the past. I have had two novels published. I have written some poetry and some of my lyrics have been inspired by these poems.
Linguist with strong writing skills, currently working as senior writer in Paris for an engineering company. Previous experience in journalism, market research, and marketing in London and Paris.
