Riding the Chimes
Riding the chimes...
The never minds of time
Who are we in our minds,
But demented faces on the watch
A light that shines in our eyes
Reflecting off the mirror of your pain.
I see!. . . .
Washing your hands of the lies,
A new birth is in the land
No one can hide now,
the shine is gone
Step out of the dark . . .
Now's the time
Let's grow again, but as one . . .
Within one mind. . .and one soul . . .
It's here we never grow old . . .
In the never minds of time
And always riding the chimes
Wavelengths of thought move us
Going faster and faster upon the waves
I don't want to remember, leave us!
Let us sail in peace of mind . . .
Without thoughts that betray us
We can reach the limits alone. . .
And without fear.
{Gary Sanchez * 1992}
Reflections of Life
Look at yourself through the eyes in the water
Reflections of the life that your after
The waves of your hair make up the darkness
That surround around the bend
Splashing against the moss of rock
A flowing of life in the earth
Breaking the surface...Against the current
Everywhere is confusion
Make me happy...Show me what I want to see
You broken chain of light, Fix upon me your troubles
I'll reflect to you... happiness that you so desperately need
Through the eyes in the water.
Help me to see my own light
And there will be no more confusion
I can see myself.
{Based on my painting called "Lady of the River"}
{Gary Sanchez}
In The Thundering Skies
In the thundering sky
I see your beautiful eyes
Laid upon my sea's at night
And I feel I can touch you
And see your plight...
And rescue you in the night...
Can you see it...!...!
Can't you feel it...!...!
In your hands, and on your face!
Isn't it a wondering place...
A place to go, to escape...
And get lost in it's wandering haze
In the thundering sky...
Where we fly at night...
Looking and wondering deep
Within our minds...
To find the time at which we had our light...
And to hope to see and learn
And once again be free..
Away from our worries and pain...
And see your beautiful eyes...
Once again upon my seas...
In the thundering sky!
{Gary Sanchez * 1992}
How do I feel?
To each his own
In whales of deep
Birds of prey...
How does this work?
Oh worm on hook
Where is your day?
Teeth on a scream
I hear you breath
Face in the drawer
How’s your fate?
Wet circles on fire
How do you work?
Oh frozen swan
Wont you fly
You know you'll die
Wont you try!
How do I feel?
I wanna fly
To each his own.
{Gary Sanchez * 1992}
Caged Fury
In the broken skies they ruled their game
In fighting and killing, you knew their names
They were ruthless…and twisted…
They thought that they owned you
Hard as iron, they were born to kill…
They would not stop till they had their fill
Some had faces…and tails like blades
Their bodies like pliers…in a killers hand
Others were shaped like snakes…
Their mouths full of thousands of teeth
Like that of the sword of the fiery lake…
And all can destroy…
that which you’ve always tried to build
Stripping your life…and stealing your minds
They don’t know the meaning of mercy
But like I’ve always said…
“If your evil your better off dead”
And if they cant be stopped…
Then maybe they can be caged!
In caged fury
And within themselves they can
Kill each other in rage…
In caged fury
Because of their nature, they fly by night
Born t o kill…and to death they’ll fight
{Based on my painting called "Caged Fury"}
{Gary Sanchez * April 4th, 1992}
I’m Dreaming
I’m dreaming (dreaming, dreaming)
Your drifting (drifting, drifting)
I’m dreaming of us tonight
With you tonight…
Your crying (crying, crying)
I’m flying on (on, on, on)
Were trying to find ourselves
In the start tonight…
We search for Eternal Life
Through our minds…
We fly too high!
We see the sun (sun, sun)
Hear the drums (drums, drums)
Feel it burn our eyes and face
Its not too late to wake, cause…
I’m dreaming (dreaming, dreaming)
Your flying on (on, on, on)
{Gary Sanchez * Feb. 21st, 1992}
The Glass
Where to start a thought in ink
Sometimes can explode in ones mind
When trying to realize there's so much to decide
So many things happen at once
While putting my feelings in a glass
I shake them and drink
Swallowing all that I think to hide
Easing a pain from the inside out
Until the next time I can feel
I shall write to remember
And drink to forget
Going nowhere
{Gary Sanchez}
Oh Lord
OHHH LORD...
DON'T WANT TO STAY, THERE IS NO WAY TO WIN.
MY LIFE...
IT IS A WRECK, NO WAY TO FIX THE PEACE OF THE WORLD...
WE TRY SO HARD TO KEEP IN PLACE,IN OUR MINDS...
IT IS THE PLACE WE GO TO HIDE...
AWAY FROM THIS BROKEN WORLD UNTIL THE END OF TIME, OH YEAH
OHHH LORD...
YOU ARE THE WAY
THE ONLY WAY
TO GO AWAY...
FROM ALL THE PAIN
THERE'LL BE NO RAIN WITH YOU...
OHHH LORD
I'LL TAKE YOUR HAND
YOU'LL KNOW WHAT TO DO TO SAVE ME...
FROM THIS BROKEN WORLD...
THE END IS NEAR IN THIS BROKEN WORLD, OUR TIME IS UP
WE TRIED SO HARD TO FIND THE PEACE
BUT COULD NOT SEE THAT YOU WERE THERE FOR US...
OHHH LORD...
YOU ARE THE WAY
THE ONLY WAY...
TO GO TODAY...
WE GO AWAY...
FROM ALL THE PAIN, THERE'LL BE NO RAIN IF WE FOLLOW YOU...
CAUSE YOU ARE THE WAY, WILL YOU SHOW US TODAY
IT'S THE ONLY WAY TO GO AWAY.
{Gary Sanchez * 1992}
Someday
You come to a day in your life when the moon turns red,
and you think to yourself, "Is this what it's all about?"
My life...
this world...
Able to be as beautiful as the sky when it sets?
When the haze is in the trees,
singing to those who listen for the peace of mind but can't seem to find it
For peace isn't something that one can just look for,
when you're ready and able, it will find you...
Only then can you hear them singing...
In the trees
Telling stories of how someday there will be peace,
when all peoples have been found listening
to the voices in their mind and suddenly...
Loving one another
"Is this what it's all about?"
I think so, for I have heard the telling of the stories singing in the trees,
when the moon is red, and believe that my mind is at peace.
{Gary Sanchez * 1992)
Why
Walking into the clouds
Above truths discernment
Wrought by the ageless views of creation
Traveling on a mist of confusion
Among life's certain delusions.
Heading nowhere along the winds course
Falling through the sky's beacon
To find myself still bemused.
{Gary Sanchez}
Time will tell
Quieting the broken screams
Of yesterdays dreams
With memories once locked away
And the axe from my back
I will retrieve the pride long forgot
Laughing at myself in destruction.
{Gary Sanchez}
Yesterday
In a time of bliss
The seeds of sorrow had been sewn
Years by three, in a struggle of denial
My only true hero warned me
Of a flood to come
His tedious goal of preparation
For me to maintain the journey of life
No longer with him.
Incredible the pain in our hearts
As we embraced his inevitable departure
In his anguish and fear
He valiantly took the cross from me
And carried it to Freedom
He now rides the waves of eternity
Leaving me the strength
To open the flood gates for my sea of tears,
Necessary to put out the pain.
With it, the torch he left me to carry
Will burn forever in my heart,
Containing the Light to guide my way.
Because of this I can never fail.
Thank you dad.
I love you and I know you are with me.
{Steve Sanchez * 1997}
To Come Again
In the corner of the sky, that’s where they met
Rubbing themselves against the atmosphere
Through the hole in the ozone lies the maze
That leads to the Window in the Winds…
That’s where they go, once they find their way out…
To finally make it to the window and be glad…
Cause that’s where they mate…
Entwining themselves into each other in Lust…
Spinning on the winds, they lost their minds…
Forgetting where they were and where it all began…
The end of the maze! Where did it go?
Lost in the Gaze of Ecstasy is the end of the maze
They are stranded without it!
For they can see the ozone glowing through the window
But cant get through…
Because the ending of the maze, is just
The beginning of the end…
don’t worry for now, just sit back and enjoy the show…
And maybe the winds will bring us back…
To come again.
{Based on my painting called "To Come Again", soon to be added!
{Gary Sanchez * Feb. 21st, 1992}
In The Clouds Of Souls
In the day of the Pharaoh
When the land was of gold
And the sea’s like silver
Lived among the Clouds of Souls…
“The Power”
“Power” of the birth and death of the Body
“Power” of the Eternal life of the Spirit
In the Clouds of Souls
Where the hands of all are joined together,
Raised…In the hoping that they are worthy
To live forever, to fly…
In the Clouds of Souls
Speaking only in the voices of thought,
Where all the living below can hear,
And vision in their minds,
What will, and could be theirs
One fine day to come…
In the Clouds of Souls.
{Gary Sanchez * Feb. 9th, 1992}
Towards Heaven
Thinking of her by my side
She's my love...
There we'll glide to the skies
Among the white doves in Heaven...
We are the winds that move the leaves in trees
The stars that glisten in the night sky...mmmmmm.....
If day was to come again
The frost would melt away
And the lakes would rise today
To form the clouds that join us together...
Holding her in my arms we share the light that shines in Heaven...
mmmmm..... * ahhhh........ooooooh......
On this cloud, we'll fly the earth,
to give our tears of rain to those who need it most...
We're the oceans and valleys forever...
There we'll glide to the skies
Beside the white eagle, to Heaven at last.
{Gary Sanchez * 1992}
Cold
Deception...running through your mind.
Icy laughter flows in your veins.
Your laughter of lies fills the air.
Where will be your moment of truth?
Can you live without looking over your shoulder?
Paranoid thoughts...you begin to wonder,
The idea of another way to steal.
Oh wait...cover your tracks
Filling spaces with new lies
Building a pyre of hoax.
Deception...living in your mind.
Your icy laughter chilling my veins
Cold
{Gary Sanchez}
Child of Fire
Once there was a child
With fire in her eyes
Her glowing passion
Feeding the flames
Absorbing everything around her
She grew in power
Entrancing your mind
She will devour.
Living your life for her
You awake to a new desire.
For she is the child of fire
{Gary Sanchez}
Silent Storm
My father, my hero, my inspiration
My teacher, my friend, my father
May I hear your voice in the whispering winds
Like the enchanting pan flute
Playing through the autumn leaves
Guide me with you eternal knowledge
Through my fingers which were brought upon by you
Painting the landscapes where we once stood
At peace with ourselves and each other
Through unspoken words I call my love to you
Embracing the love you have for me
You are the silent storm
That shakes the leaves in the trees
That brings heavens tears of rain
Only to nourish the weeping land of yesterday's dream
Reminding the farmer
That after each dark and powerful downfall
Comes the most peaceful light.
{Gary Sanchez * 1996)
No Matter
Like the pulp peeled away from its skin
A preacher who’s thought of no sin
The hot new tar burning holes in your car
You can only see so far
Life...it spits you in the face
No matter the sex origin or race
Wrestling your conscience in time
And the egos in your mind
Trying to make sense of truth
No matter
When your lies are dead.
{Gary Sanchez}
Moving Mountain
In a time not far beyond
Where the winds hold all our love
Is at heart…the place that I belong
In the land of Wizards, Knights, and Kings
Lies the place that holds the keys
Within the land that keeps my peace…
When the sun shoots its rays of heat aglow
He causes the snow filled peaks to melt below
Into the Wild Running Creeks,
And the Magic Crystal Springs…
There is where we hear the river rocks speak
With all our laughter, and all our fears
We travel all night, within our tears
To make it to the time, that carries our dreams
What was made from the springs of the earth
And near the homes of our births,
Lies the Eternal Fountain
Which runs within Moving Mountain
This is the place we seek with our wishes
To the land of moving mountain
To the place where our destinies lay
In the land of a Mystical Mountain
Where day is night, and night is day
And the winds that carry our love
And the thunder that is our blood
Turns to rain, to capture us from above…
We are now that of the earth…and of the sky
We have found our peace…within this fountain
And we are here to stay, inside this moving mountain
Just you and I together, forever…
Within a Mystical Mountain.
{Gary Sanchez * Feb. 15th, 1992}
Mr. Alice
Attacking my face like wasps
They swarm around my head
Wrapping their snake like bodies
Around my neck, squeezing…
They won’t let go, Help!
Their head is a bulging eye
Their pupil like a stinger
They will not stop at nothing
Stabbing me everywhere
They don’t miss a beat
My eyes begin to dilate
I now see nothing but waves
Their venom must be taking toll
My body’s changing form
No longer am I human
They have made me a freak!
Their in my mouth, my throat
They’ve entered my soul
Taken over my brain…
They got what they came for
Their mission is over!
Quietly they exit my body
Leaving me only memories
For that was a long day, and
The weirdest trip I’ve ever taken.
{Based on my painting called "Alice Dee"}
{Gary Sanchez * Feb. 15th, 1992}
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