I've Got the Eye of a Tiger

Swimming under waves above as they crash.
Shocks of the water send an irritating volt through these waters.
Fused to the goal to satisfy hunger the shark ignores it.
During the bite no regret exists.
Deep in calm waters sometimes the shark stays floating.
Almost looks injured at this time.
Deceiving because the movements remain unreal.

I'm an outcast, I've been chased away from my tribe.
I'm a young maned lion and I have no pride.
I've been bit, bruised and scarred, man I almost died.
I'm a predator on the run, and there isn't a place to hide.

No one at my side, the loneliness overwhelms me.
As well as the dangers out there that I can and cannot see.
Dangers that move ever so subtly through the static in the trees.
While the rays of sunlight torch me, I am an easy target in the cool breeze.
Crouching down low, then freeze, with leaves around me shuffling.
Lips curl away from teeth, my enemies are always prowling me..
but I have no fear because they have no control of me.
I foresee that they will bend on one knee..
to me, the rightful heir, the last timed I checked.
One roar will leave the hair, standing at the back of your neck.
Hit the deck as I'm suddenly attacked, its a battle to the death.
Check-- mate, I'm the young king standing victorious as my enemy takes his last breath.


I'm an outcast, I've been chased away from my tribe.
I'm a young maned lion and I have no pride.
But I survive
as I walk through jungles, deserts and savanna plains.
Scorching sunlight, dodging lightning bolts but not the rain.
I seek pleasure... find pain.
I seek treasure... want fame.
I seek freedom from blame for every single thing..
That shame, guilt and sorrow brings.

The false kings sitting on my throne.
Chased me here, left me to die alone.
Now I'm so far away from home..
And prone to all the dangers of this outside world that I condone.
In the killzone, and there are a number of beasts I slay because I'm still a hunter, not the prey.
Go here and there, slowly climb back up the food chain.. And Take my sweet time, Rome was not built in a day.

I say what I want to say, never afraid to express my feelings.
I'm glad when right, apologize when wrong, give no excuses or endless reasons.
I'm the man for all seasons... None of these challenges can bring me down.
I've faced my demons... And Wrestled those angels to the ground.

I'm Lost and found in no man's land, that's because I don't know what the land owner's name is.
Walk this terrain with no hope, unsure of where to go like I'm blind and faithless.
The wonderful scenery, and enemies pursuing me both leave me breathless.
I get no back up from my Wild Dogs, they say that I am too reckless.
Get distracted by these Hyena females and their Lionesses.
But still I go on and shine bright like a Diamond Necklace.
Teq Is...
Without a crew, without a fam, without a tribe.
I'm a young maned lion and I have... No Pride.

For I was born of straw and string
and lots of yesterdays leftover things
of clothes to big and bundled in
that was once loved thrown in the bin

the want of bare austerity
to watch and starve while others feed
to believe and not achieve
to stand where others would not be

but I stood tall first in my field
to protect this years vital yield
staunchly gain'st the storms that blew
and economic subterfuge

my shouts were silenced by the wind
the crows that circle then descend
limbs so stiffened by the frost
legs and arms like wooden posts

a hermit in the open airs
commune with nature in a sward of ears
a crucifix in a field of wheat
the scary face of self belief

the field mouse and the vole came by
but like false friends they did not stay
ticked me with their whiskers long
twice bitten and my laugh soon gone

autumns harvest brings the reapers dust
and stand where once the seed was cast
a single minded sort of chap
standing in a field of chaff

to contemplate and be brain dead
to visualize with eyes plucked out your head
and know that natures living word
my scarecrow seen but never heard

Here comes that feeling once again, the one I thought was real
With patterns of symbolic senses, I still can touch but cannot feel
Every aching phone call made, a pleasure point that starts to fade
The Queen of hearts, the King of spades, a virgin girl, never laid
A relationship that smells of hate
Exploring girls, I'd never date
What was once so unbelievably kind
A perfect angel she is not, but she's the closest thing you'll find...

Years slip away and I get older, but never wise beyond my years
I woke up and my eyes were swollen shut, from all those late night tears
Displaying symptoms that would make you cringe
Hold tight to that blankets worn out fringe
Yesterday's and yesteryears
An angry youthful, women's fears
Nightmares that became too real
Made me miss the way you feel
Blood red Summer's turn to cold
Understanding I'm too fucking old
So here's my encore, my finale, my last song
I've been pushed aside it seems for too damn fucking long
Like a spirit in the night, she came to me inside a dream
I walked on top of life's perpetual highest beam
But I've out smarted you my love, because your ignorance is bliss
I guess you wanted one last face to face, perhaps just one last kiss...

Starry, starry nights, you paint with brushes of guilt
The earth is standing still but now my head's a constant tilt
Hold the wheel while I'm driving, make sure to hold it steady
You see right through me angel, as if I'm dead already
You can't take back the things you've seen, nothing good at all
Yeah you taught me how to stand, when I tried so hard to crawl
You couldn't wait till I was gone, can't you wait till the bed is cold?
As I hold my head up high, and do just what I'm fucking told?
I detest this time of year, like a goddamn sickness
Hoping that this season, will just pass with the quickness
There's nothing left for me to do, to hold, to feel, to say
Waking with the thought of ending all of this today
I force a wakened smile, and pick myself up just to go outside
With a broken soul, and a wounded, soulless pride
The phone just will not ring, and if it does I'm just not here
I don't know how to make it anymore abundantly clear
Stranded in my head, I somehow make my way down the stairs
I'll face the world, once again, avoiding all the stares...