SET LIST EIGHTEEN (18)

1 Gauging Time…………………..194

2 War Leonard 19 (first two)

3 Battle Cry………………...194

4 Free Speech

5 Beast………………..196

6 Flicker

7 Hidden Evils……………..197

8 Patching the Hole…...199

9 Enemy of This State………..200

10 Building a Castle

11 Cliffhanger…………………...202

12 Happy Birthday to Me

13 Apocalypse Now, See Ya Later……..203

14 Wave My Hands……………….204

GAUGING TIME

Cracks upon the walls

Pacing up and down the halls

When the walls start closing in

Then the end will now begin

Freedom is stripped away

As today mirrors every other day

When time starts growing old

Then what a price we pay

You don’t gauge time by the clock

That’s hanging on the wall

You tell time by the calendar

That’s hanging in the hall

The time you got in

That’s not what it’s about

It’s the days you got left

Before they let you out

WAR LEONARD 19

They wanted war...

I didn't start it

The rich and the poor

Both broken-hearted

The haves kept wanting more

Have-nots got less and less

The battle in store

Anyone might have guessed

BATTLE CRY

When our battle cry is save our shanty town

Then your duty to your country is served

When their false flag comes crashing down

You'll finally get what you deserve

So before we pledge our allegiance again

Best to know which side we’re really fighting for

For in this battle not everyone bleeds

No guns nor swords used in this kind of war

This is the fight for your soul

And it’s a battle of wills

In which your only friend is yourself

because bad advice kills

You'll need the strongest of convictions

Because very few ever change sides

Needless to say you must

choose wisely if you want to stay alive

So many say but not many do

Deceive with bitter lies

Only speak in half-truths

For this war for information

Is plagued by veils and disguise

The media is a just puppet

That tells tall tales and lies

While the words of politicians ooze

Campaign speeches and promises so great

They'll say the choice now rests with you

You and your state control our nation’s fate

Oh the false prophets are many

In a world full of masks

Some get paid to make up facts

When someone crooked gets attacked

Yet the game is fixed

And it’s the board game RISK

And your country is the one that’s sacrificed

Because it wasn't your hands that rolled the dice

When our battle cry is save our shanty town

Then our duty to our country is served

When their false flag comes crashing down

We'll finally get what we deserve

FREE SPEECH

Well, the speech maybe free

But someone will have to pay for the lies

For what’s been done to you and me

Offered up to the Beast… sacrificed, yeah

Ain’t no penance or priest

Giving relief to the sheep who have died, no no

So don’t go claiming you’re lost

Or you’ll end up on a cross… crucified, yeah

You can go tell a friend

But they’ll just do it again

No, the names never end

Who have died

Throughout history

That’s how it seems to be

It’s just more misery

Wrapped in lies

BEAST

With just the act of waking up

Wanting to create

something beautiful

and magical…

It came as no coincidence

in this funny tragedy

That something bad

had to happen to me

But luckily it was

just a ha ha ha

Where everybody

laughed at me….

Everybody lived

to tell the story

And at worse a few

Thought it was boring

Of course, certainly….

My friends and I

Have never been to the Middle East

Where they are given guns not peace

As I sit here

and sigh for my side

Both enemies and allies

who die as they cry

Never getting to

Comprehend or realize

It’s the war machine

that’s the beast

And it’s you who’s become obsessed

With this thirst and this quest

for blood and for flesh

A newly felt passion for pain

that your eyes now reflect

Yet your mind fails to digest

On famine it feeds best off

Of indifference and neglect

With just the act of waking up

Wanting to create

something beautiful

and magical…

It came as no coincidence

in this funny tragedy

That something bad

had to happen to me

FLICKER

I see light at the end of the tunnel

Yes, we can get there from here but there's gonna be trouble

I see light be it just a flicker

Yet to me it's bright

Because it's real dark down here motherf*cker

That's right

Sometimes you just need one single thing to believe in

To hold onto

To keep you standing

Opposed to horizontal

Which is right where they want you

That's right

I see light in the eyes of laughing children

That's why I fight

Because they're gonna face many problems during their lives

I believe it's best that we no try to solve 'em

That's right

I see light at the end of the tunnel

Yes we can get there from here

HIDDEN EVILS

Tick tock,

back and forth

moves the clock

But time stands still

on this here block

All the people here are doing

the same thing as yesterday

Satisfied with repetition but

what a price they pay

Tick tock

Try to remember to think

of happy thoughts

When your hands are bleeding

from untying the knots

The knots that stake you

to your chain of being

While you try to make your eyes believe

That its not real what they are seeing

Tick tock

What are you thinking as

youre sitting at your table?

Are you still wondering

if you are able

To chase those dreams as fast

as you could so many years ago?

Have you misplaced the self

that you once used to know?

Tick tock

For just when thought youve figured

all the important things out

Some situation occurs and returns

your previous doubts

The doubts which we

all sometimes posses

The reason we lose hope

when the world is a mess

Tick tock

A crying teen wonders

how much more she can handle

As a mangy dog digs through trash

and howls at the wind

Meanwhile a priest in his church

lights a holy candle

For all of his lost children

who have suffered and sinned

Tick tock

Son lays awake all night

dreaming of tomorrow

Grandmother prays for her soul

to be saved

Father works his second job,

his eyes full of sorrow

Mother wonders how

the bills will get paid

Tick Tock

A child born of racists,

his heart fills with hate

Paint chips fall off the wall

of the liquor store

An abandoned building becomes

home to a family of eight

The donation bin stays empty

while collecting for the poor

Tick tock

A pigeon wanders aimlessly

unsure of where to look for food

A wrinkled and ripped newspaper

blows around in the park

A homeless man on a bench

awakes in a foul mood

As night falls all thats wrong

with the world is covered by dark

Tick tock

back and forth moves the clock

But time stands still

on this here block

All the people here are doing

the same thing as yesterday

Satisfied with repetition but

what a price they pay

Tick tock

Try to remember to think

of happy thoughts

When your hands are bleeding

from untying the knots

The knots that stake you

to your chain of being

While you try to make your eyes believe

That its not real what they are seeing

Like the maid in the kitchen

Cleaning the same old drapes

And the man face down in the gutter

With seemingly no hope of escape

Tick tock

PATCHING THE HOLE

It seems like there's

no parking spaces

Only unhappy faces

Untied shoelaces

Now you've covered

all the bases

Those with their thoughts

like feet buried in cement

With a sign on their mind

that reads space for rent

If only could a

conscience be lent

Seems like just wasted space

and wasted time spent

Cannot fix the flaw

only patch the hole

The potential of diamonds

still stuck in the coal

Able to race the race

though blind to the goal

Only glimpses and pieces

never the whole

Never a reasonable thought

about why they're here

And soon indifference replaces fear

The voice of reason

they're unable to hear

Never aware of how

far away or near

For the truth of it all

some could never bear

Answer half-witted responses

of life's not fair

Entering every endeavor

without much care

Have somehow

lost the passion,

lost the flair

For the truth of it all

some could never bear

Answer half-witted responses

of life's not fair

Entering every endeavor

without much care

Rise above the filth...

If you dare?

ENEMY OF THIS STATE

I share my darkness with the morning

It’s about time to set back the clocks

I can see now that the world's been turning

Through this tiny hole inside my prison box

Yes, I'd rather sit here within my own seclusion

Then go chasing after some make believe dream

So many have become entrapped by the false illusion

That what we think we see is what it appears to be

For all of the freedoms

That we once held dear

With one lie and one swipe of the pen

I have watched them disappear

Life sure has changed

So much since yesteryear

I'll become an enemy of this state

When hope can no longer conquer our fear

Perhaps I’m being too critical

Of this society in which we live

But sometimes it becomes too hard to take

When those who have the least are the only ones who give

Yes, life sure has changed

So much since yesteryear

I’ll become an enemy of this state

When hope can no longer conquer our fear

BUILDING A CASTLE

I just placed my head inside an oven

It’s just too bad that it’s electric

Been having suicidal thoughts

by the dozen

But I think that just makes me

a little eccentric

Now I know there’s been

worse cases than me

But how they found their way free

I still can’t see

Some call it bad luck

while others mention fate

Here I stand by an open window

as it’s getting late

And it’s much too late

to simply turn the page

Become such a creature of habit

at such an early age

So many faces I’ve known

just seem to fade away

Over the past ten years

very few have stayed

At this moment

I can trace them all

I sigh to myself,

place another stone

upon the wall

Then my castle is finished

there’ll be no more hurt and pain

The drawbridge raised,

the windows barred,

everything locked and chained

Maybe then I’ll be able to sleep

in peace and quiet

I’ll be all by myself

there’s no reason to deny it

But I’ll never have to worry about

who’ll be the next to leave

At least I’ll have my own garden

– to hell with Eve

Every day of my life

I’ve thought like this

Lying on the floor

and clenching my fists

All the time wondering

whether I exist

Pass the time trying

to find some way to resist

I can’t take back

what I’ve seen

I can’t take back

that I’ve been

where I’ve been

Figured that I can end my troubles

though I’m surrounded by sin

If I never come out

and don’t ever let anybody in

I am not here

I am someplace else

In a room full of people

I am all by myself

CLIFFHANGER

Alone again

I hold myself solely responsible

Inside my looking glass of soul

Peeking through the cracks

Falling, falling, falling…fell

Did I find the right way to go?

The answer is yes but not too well

A burning candle

Proves meager

In this world of electricity

Traveling great distances

Can be quite hard to handle

Even though I am eager

To build upon my legacy

And meet and greet my destiny

Yet I fear our meeting

May be a little premature

Slipping and sliding

On Mother Nature’s

Curves and contours

Down the mountain

Off the cliff

Straight on towards

The black abyss

My fault

My path

I’m the one who chose it

My life

My clay

I’m the one who molds it

No standing and longing

No wondering, “What if?”

I climbed up the mountain

And then I fell off the cliff

Alone again

I hold myself solely responsible

Inside my looking glass of soul

Peeking through the cracks

Falling, falling…fell

Did I find the right way to go?

The answer is yes but not too well

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

Since it will never come true

I am going to tell you my wish

One year from now

I long to have a soul

With whom I can share this day with

Because today I'm feeling old

And kinda sad

Feeling all alone and a little mad

Today is my special day

But there are no party hats

My ears yearn for one single hooray!

For just one present that I can unwrap

I'm sitting here by myself at home

Never had a day like this before

No one called me on the phone

Nobody knocked on the door

Another candle

Another year

Three hundred and sixty-five

More days have disappeared

There's no surprise party

waiting for anywhere

At least as far as I can see...

Yet tradition is tradition

So I'll just sing:

Happy birthday to me

Just one more candle

Just another year

Three hundred and sixty-five more days

That have disappeared

There's no surprise party

waiting anywhere for me

At least as far as I can see

Yet tradition is tradition

So I'll just sing:

happy birthday to me

APOCALYPSE NOW, SEE YOU LATER

I spent last night alone looking up at the stars

Given up on seeing the sun

Feeling sorry for myself

Feeling sorry for what I have and haven't done

I am back at square one

Stranded on this giant sphere we all call the Earth

Still, I’m sitting here standing guard over this

My little pile of dirt

I know it sounds deranged

That the only time I can get relief

Is when people share my pain

And empathize with my grief

Apocalypse now, apocalypse later

It sure seems we've fallen out of favor

Someday our dreams, soul and memories

Will be all well have left to savor

Sitting here watching the sky

Wishing I was an astronaut

But unluckily for me I’m not

I’m just another guy who hurts

If these clouds don't pass by

Soon the flood'll come

Turning everything to mud

Ruin my last clean shirt

Apocalypse now, apocalypse later

It sure seems we've fallen out of favor

Yelling hip, hip, hooray to others or myself

It’s probably not okay to think or say

That hopefully we’ll all get washed away

When the end of our days begins…

Hey, today could be the day

It could happen right now and I wouldn't care

At least I chose the right shirt to wear

Apocalypse now, apocalypse later

It sure seems we've fallen out of favor

Someday our dreams, soul and memories

Will be all we’ll have left to savor

I’ll be here with my tears of joy

Sitting while watching everything get destroyed

Amidst this an ocean of sorrow

I won’t feel disgraced

I’ll be wearing a smile on my face

As everyone else runs away

Hey, I’ll be here all day…

But I might not be tomorrow

WAVE MY HANDS

I wish I could wave my hands

Wake up in LadyWeaver Land

All my past sins be damned

Look at me… here I am

Once I travelled thousands of miles

Just to gaze at your sweet, sweet smile

And then everything crashed and burned

And on a plane I had to return

It’s been ten years since that day

Now you have died and I have strayed

I find it hard just keeping on

In this world where you are gone

I’ve decided to level the field

Share with all this hurt I feelings

Soon you’ll find my fate’s been sealed

This monster inside I keep concealed

I don’t gamble

I don’t drink

But I got problems with other things

I had a wife

Then that wife died

And that unleashed a demon inside

No hesitation marks on my first kill

I ripped that shit like Buffalo Bill

And now I’m off for number two-hundred

Learned from John Douglas what not to do…