Tears cry on the inside (Lyrics)

Sun shines on the gloomy days

Dragging me out of bed

To live in another dream world

Painting pictures in head;

Reality can be so painful 

When nothing seems to be left

Abstract ideas of companions

Yet nobody is there

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My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again.

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Every day brings new opportunity

If only others believed

The monster they’ve seen within me

Is a love that used to be,

Nobody has true colour

When they all read in black and white

How can I live in real pictures

When I’m not allowed a proper chance

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My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again.

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I’d love you tomorrow

If you came back to me

I’d have a lover today

If that’s what’s supposed to be

But I go it alone

With some hopeless hope

And a bad recurring dream

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My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again…

Unless someone gives me a chance.

.

People cannot hide or deceive forever. End playing games with people’s lives. Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Tears cry on the inside (Lyrics)

Sun shines on the gloomy days

Dragging me out of bed

To live in another dream world

Painting pictures in head;

Reality can be so painful

When nothing seems to be left

Abstract ideas of companions

Yet nobody is there

.

My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again.

.

Every day brings new opportunity

If only others believed

The monster they’ve seen within me

Is a love that used to be,

Nobody has true colour

When they all read in black and white

How can I live in real pictures

When I’m not allowed a proper chance

.

My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again.

.

I’d love you tomorrow

If you came back to me

I’d love another today

If that’s what’s supposed to be

But I go it alone

With some hopeless hope

And a bad recurring dream

.

My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again…

Unless someone gives me a chance.

.

End playing games with people’s lives. Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Sunny pale of blue (Lyrics)

I was born a sunny pale of blue

Mother didn’t know what to do

No tears could fall from my head

God must’ve told me words you’d say

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Gave me a scream that could never be heard

For a pain of which there is no words

A broken heart to never mend

For a love that was to end

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I deserved a chance to say goodbye

I deserved to have that last goodbye

No bitterness to dwell inside

No begs or pleas for another try

Blow kisses into the wind you fly

With luck and love living this life

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If I could change into one you’d love

Do you think I’d remain being one with none?

To hold to hope with everything

Nothing to grip that hasn’t been

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I wasn’t born with princely sums

Equations never added to that much

Circumstance played with chance

Gave it all, then took it back

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But I deserved a chance to say goodbye

I deserved to have that last goodbye

No bitterness to dwell inside

No begs to plead for another try

Blow kisses into the wind you fly

Wish luck and love living this life

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Don’t try to hurt me:

I feel only love inside

Don’t be ashamed of me:

Cause you don’t want to be mine

Don’t hate all memories of me:

Enjoy smiles of the good times

Don’t fear ever to find me:

If not good luck living this life

I shall love you regardless for the rest of time.

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It’s hard when you spend years with someone special and then they hate the thought of you! I guess as Johnny Cash sang ‘I don’t like it much, but I guess things happen that way’!

Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Your love is a trap (Lyrics)

No longer asked are questions

We’re supposed to be taught

Is a man not a man when,

He contradicts theory of form?

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You look for perfection

But it’s only a thought

Manufactured as a copy

Something to be bought

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Your love is a trap

To hold us back

– A real time deception

– Imagined perfection

But, Life just isn’t like that!

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The truth is a battle

Between freedom and rights

Love and frustrations

In perpetual fight

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If you paint an image

Will it not fade in the sun?

Do you think every party

Is constantly fun?

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Your love is a trap

To hold us back

– A real time deception 

– Imagined perfection 

But, Life just isn’t like that!

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own. 

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Tears building to flow (Lyrics)

Avoiding my presence

Eluding my advance

From which questions are you hiding

What answers can’t I understand

You err in your caution

Misbehave in your own right

Tangling the concept

Of lovers and their lives

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I’m eclipsed by our love

Knowing its worth

We’ve painted a picture

But it’s contre-jour;

And now I hold every moment

Not wanting to let go,

As we have this last dance –

Tears building to flow

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How can I be there

If your life you engulfs

And being together

Means I’m never to know

A lie is a poison

Am I being the fool?

Offering patience

Until given the truth

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I’m eclipsed by our love

Knowing its worth

We’ve painted a picture

But it’s contre-jour;

And now I hold every moment

Not wanting to let go,

As we have this last dance –

Tears building to flow

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I’m so sure of reason

That I still want to know

All inside you are holding

Being sure not to show

Hold me tighter

Don’t look, just smile,

As we ready for parting…

Or perhaps one more try?

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I’m eclipsed by our love

Knowing its worth

We’ve painted a picture

But it’s contre-jour;

And now I hold every moment

Not wanting to let go,

As we have this last dance –

Tears building to flow

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own. 

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Crying shame (Lyrics)

Seeing only distance

Seems so far away

Smiles that come to greet you

Are passing ships upon the waves

If destinations don’t move closer

You’ll never reach for them today

And there ain’t no chance in the cards

That things will stay the same

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So what have you been doing?

What has been your goal?

What has been, worth the price

You’ve traded love and soul?

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Children pushed in the park

Wonder what it’s supposed to mean

It really is, a crying shame

To be so – so – sad – to breathe

So – sad – to breathe

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Driving only in circles

That’s the way to go

Tracks that skip on the radio

Remind you of lost hope

Happiness is a game to play

Trying not to think of sorrow

If the delay, don’t get you today

It’ll wait for you tomorrow 

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So what have you been doing?

What has been your goal?

What has been worth the price

You’ve traded love and soul?

.

Children pushed in the park

Wonder what it’s supposed to mean

It really is, a crying shame

To be so – so – sad – to breathe

So – sad – to breathe

.

Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own. 

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So, so sad… to breathe (Lyrics)

Seeing only distance

Seems so far away

Smiles that come to greet you

Are passing ships upon the waves

If destinations don’t move closer

You’ll never reach for them today

And there ain’t no chance in the cards

That things will stay the same

.

So what have you been doing?

What has been your goal?

What has been, worth the price

You’ve traded love and soul?

.

Children pushed in the park

Wonder what it’s supposed to mean

It really is, a crying shame

To be so – so – sad – to breathe

So – sad – to breathe

.

Driving only in circles

That’s the way to go

Tracks that skip on the radio

Remind you of lost hope

Happiness is a game to play

Trying not to think of sorrow

If the delay, don’t get you today

It’ll wait for you tomorrow

.

So what have you been doing?

What has been your goal?

What has been worth the price

You’ve traded love and soul?

.

Children pushed in the park

Wonder what it’s supposed to mean

It really is, a crying shame

To be so – so – sad – to breathe

So – sad – to breathe

.

Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Screaming in silence (lyrics)

I’m repeating my pages, over, and again,

I hope for something different, each night it stays the same.

The words never alter, but still I’ve lost my place;

I know what’s in the meaning, but nothing makes much sense.

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A figure cautious in reaction, sensitive to touch,

Distance in the closeness, where little is too much,

Coldness of emotion, is quietly amplified,

A living description, of who I live beside

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Elusive while present

Visible in denial

Avoiding hesitation

Precipitates the lies

What happened to the lover

I remember I had found?

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Can’t you see – Love’s hiding here:

– Screaming in Silence

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The dynamics between us, change as we move,

Uncertainty of future, somehow stuck in a mood.

I cherish the vision, let me back inside

I feel so insecure, when you brush me aside

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Elusive while present

Visible in denial

Avoiding hesitation

Precipitates the lies

What happened to the lover

I remember I had found

Can’t you see – Love’s hiding here

– Screaming in Silence

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You tap at a screen, with thoughts not meant for me;

You tell me it’s nothing, but it’s a nothing I want to see.

You’re interested in the things, when I’m not the one to tell,

Well, will you still catch me,

Or has this fall already fell?

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Can’t you see – love’s hiding here

Screaming in Silence

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Barely any views again. Thinking of Annie Lennox songs with the style of this one.

I hope the world finds truth and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying.

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A single one in a binary code (poem)

(Pronunciation: ones and ohs)

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I’m a single one in a binary code;

Life is such, while I am flat

All others are curved.

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How I envy the other Os

So uniform in their rows,

Stood together, all very neat

While I’m a blemish on the sheet

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Wherever I’m put, I become a divide

Unless they push me to the side

Then it’s obvious I’m an odd one

While the sea of Os goes on and on

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If only I could take their shape

And never look so out of place;

Or they could all change into ones

So any difference will have gone.

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There surely must be reason for me

To suffer this indignity,

Because it’s dreadfully sad to be alone

Being a single one in a binary code.

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