The Gamits

The Gamits

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Open Window

Written By: Christopher H Fogal

Here we are inside your room
Staring at the smoke caked walls
I'm in no shape to go out
I never ever felt so small
There's a bible in the dwawer
Maybe I can help myself
There's a brick wall around the corner
Softer than the bed sheets felt
When we tried to take the easiest
Way out we could find
We tossed and turned the night away
I found a way to fly
This is an open window
When I wear your cloak and garb
it's easier to guide my pen
Looking through four other eyes
Squinting at the sun and then
Burning all the chemicals
building up and override
Choking on the antidote
Walking in at the wrong time
When I sit in your old chair
I wonder if you're watching me
Do you see me when I work
Or do you prefer my dreams?
Got a little green and then
Fell into a world of dread
I'm in danger so are you
I told you not to smoke in bed

How To Escape

Written By: Christopher H Fogal

How To Escape

Anywhere but here,
in any place but this.
We’re living out our lives in suspended animation,
waiting for the next frame to appear.

For some reason I took a wrong turn somewhere
between black and white.
And now i’m stuck in this location,
counting the days till I get back home.

These walls were built to break,
how much stress can they take?
I won’t leave you behind,
I know how to escape.
Our wounds will heal in time.
These sounds will numb the pain.

You got no regrets
and no boundaries, well I’ve got a lot of both.
Chains of hurt and bars of anger
kept me in this prison for some time.
Now I’m crawling out
through those tunnels that I’ve dug out underground.
And no one notices or hears me,
and no one ever listened anyway.

These walls were built to break,
How much stress can they take?
I won’t leave you behind,
I know how to escape
Our wounds will heal in time.
These sounds will numb the pain.

What are you waiting for, some kind of sign?
You either grow or you die.

These walls were built to break,
how much stress can they take?
I won’t leave you behind,
I know how to escape
Our wounds will heal in time.
These sounds will numb the pain.

Never Before noon

Written By: Christopher H Fogal

You said you'd meet me after noon
The morning always comes too soon
Sunlight invades the basement
Like guests that weren't invited
Someone is passed out in your room
You'll miss the train that goes downtown
If you don't wake yourself up now
Takes one to know one so they say
Calling the man
I'm running late
Spending the day in hiding
Wasting your time deciding
On new ways to procrastinate
You hold the ticket in your hand
The trian speeds by you where you stand
You like it when your ashtray overflows
Don't ever clean it up so everybody knows
How much you don't care what those people say
You are a faded portrait
Always on display