Everything by Me

[Hollee]

So I write lyrics and poems. I really hope one day I can actually some of my lyrics put to music and see something actually come of it. But here's a couple of my more recent and favorite writings.

Face the Day
June 15th, 2009

Complication find its way
to take over and cloud my vision,
making me choose wrong over right;
killing the good I never really appreciated.
When I write it's always the same.
Trivial, juvenile dilemmas.
And although wallowing in my grief brings peace to my mind,
deep down I know I'm dying inside

CHORUS:
Now you've gone and tossed me into this
something new I never knew I missed.
And almost out of nowhere I feel light
now there's a reason to face the day.

Nothing ever made me hold on quite like this,
to risk it all and never look back.
In this surreality I've found my way.
And though they think they've found the one
the secrets fall deeper than the truth.
What they think I am is far from me.
I can't go on living this lie for them,
I'll be the truth for you.

(CHORUS)

Their love, your trust,
it's almost like I'm never myself.
Never alone to live for me,
but I'd live a million deaths for you
because...

(CHORUS)

That one I wrote in Houston the night after my second Adelitas Way concert and I was sitting outside the hotel room and just suddenly felt inspired. I think it's one of my favorite writings ever.

Breaking Away
July 26th, 2009

Here we go again,
you're lying and crying to me
for the same damn things.
I've had enough of you.
I can't fix your problems for you.
Let your world fall down,
maybe it'll teach you a lesson
because with this I'm through.
I'm done catering your pity party.

CHORUS:
Break away from you
I've got to get away from this hell.
All you've done is drag me down
hold me back
So now's my time to break
I'm breaking away from you.

With you there's never peace.
Never can you find happiness in love.
This endless negativity wears me thin
You know just how to aggravate every last nerve of my being.
I'm done. I can't take it.

(CHORUS)

Empty Street
October 22nd, 2009

I'm not made for this.
I'm not destined to be the one.
Always searching, always hoping
for the opportunity to be on my own.
but I only come back running to you.
Flying is easier said than done
when your wings are made of iron.
I'll venture out into the unknown
only to be scared back in.
With all this weighing on me
I'm not sure how long I can hold on.
However inspired I am by this around me
it never seems to find it's rightful place.
Left for dead,
a lonely street always seems so crowded.
Giving up seems so easy
but I'll fight for it all
until it'll be the end of me.
Circling, repeating the curses over and over.
Leave me abandoned
I've learned to struggle on.
To survive seems such an impossibility.
One way or another I'll make it.
Whether in this life or the next
I will be free and on my own.

[David]

I like those a lot. I was reading those thinking what guitar chords I could play under them. It sounds crazy but I'm thinking of starting in A minor.