Father told me that we all die,
Then he told me the preachers lie,
He told me,
That when I die,
Jesus flies with the angels up high.
Up high.

I can't believe you,
When you tell me to,
Close my eyes,
Child Don't cry,
Coz Everythings gonna be just fine.

So I can't sleep at night,
Coz I can't believe a pack of lies,
Coz there's no lake of fire that fries,
And there's no angels flying high.
Flying High.

I can't believe you,
When you tell me to,
Close my eyes,
Child Don't cry,
Coz Everythings gonna be just fine.

My mother said to me,
Oh my baby can't you see,
Jesus comes to those who wait,
Jesus will save you before it's too late,
It's too late.

I can't believe you,
When you tell me to,
Close my eyes,
Child Don't cry,
Coz Everythings gonna be just fine.

Oh Mother can't you see,
The church is empty and the seats are free,
Oh mother can't you see,
Those old lies don't wash with me,
Don't wash with me.

((Authors notes : - This is a song I've been working on. It sounds better when sand obviously. Also very depressing. It must be the atheist in me. Seeig as how theres a little atheist in al of us. Much like Santa.))

(( Authors note :- On a second read through I don't actually think this is really finished yet. mmm))

I sit in the voidness of the human condition,
Aware that in the end it is nothing,
And that it is good,
It is so good.

The planets and stars,
No matter how lovely they are,
Are nothing the end,
And it is good,
It is so good.

I can see the animals and Trees,
My molecules and me,
Are nothing in the end,
But it is good,
It is all so good.

Just to be here.

OH,
I killed a man,
Coz he was Black and i am White,
But that ain't right,
NO, NO, NOOOOO...
Coz can't you see,
We're Brothers you and me.

OH,
They've killed a man,
Coz he was wise,
It's no surprise,
NO NO NOOOOO...
Coz can't you see,
What I can see?

OH,
I killed a man,
Coz he was Yellow and i am White,
But that ain't right,
NO, NO, NOOOOO...
Coz can't you see,
We're friends you and me.

OH,
They've killed a man,
Coz he was wise,
It's no surprise,
NO NO NOOOOO...
Coz can't you see,
What I can see?

OH,
I killed a man,
Coz he was Red and i am White,
But that ain't right.
NO, NO, NOOOOO...
Coz can't you see,
We just shouldn't fight,
Not you and me.

OH,
They've killed a man,
Coz he was wise,
It's no surprise,
NO NO NOOOOO...
Coz can't you see,
What I can see?

NOTE: this is much better sung. If i ever get round to recording it, i'll put it on youtube and post the link, please don't hold your breath because you may pass out as i am a busy bee.

You are just a handful of molecules,
Atoms, Photons, Electrons it's true,
Only here for moment or two.

So now my friend,
Won't you sit down with me,
And oh now my friend,
There's Something i want you to see.

You are just a handful of molecules,
Deoxyribonucleic acid it's true,
And you and I,
Are cast in the wind in the end.

So now my friend,
Won't you sit down with me,
And oh now my friend,
It'll be alright in the end.

I'm wasting my time on you,
Wasting my time,
I'm wasting my brains on you,
Wasting my brains,
Firing neurons for you,
A billion neurons for you.

I'm wasting my life for you,
Wasting my life,
I'm breaking my heart for you,
Breaking my heart,
The beat of my heart for you,
Every beat of my heart.

And what else can I do?

Life is just a moment,
A tiny little moment so live it well,
Can we share a moment,
A tiny little moment of this life.

Can you spare a moment,
A tiny little moment of your time,
I'll show you a moment,
A tiny little moment in endless time.

My Head explodes,
In a Rainbow of clear light,
I am the sun and Moon,
I am the space between,
I am the grass beneath my feet,
I am the space between every cell,
I am life and death,
I am nothing of the sort,
I am nothing.

Kevin was a squirrel, he lived by himself, by a stream, on the edge of a great forest for kent called Maggies Bush, as forests are sometimes called, however unfortunate.

Kevin lived a simple life, he made herbal tea, hid nuts, brewed the occasional Nettle ale and brought the odd bag of dock leaves to smoke off a Stote called Ben of Glouster, why he was called Ben of Glouster always confused Kevin, as the stote he knew very well he came from London, it never seemed to matter really once Kevin had smoked some of the dock leaves.

As the years passed a family of Otters moved into the stream on the other side from kevin.

This pleased kevin.

As the weeks passed Kevin befriended the family and started to get to know them, they where a pleasent family, as far as Otter went anyway.

Then came the turning point.

Keving fell in love.

And then he hurled himself under a truck.

Which was quite a feet of determination because the nearest road was four miles away, which is a really long way for a squirrel, especially a depressed one.

Kevin did this for 2 reasons;

Firstly Kevin had falled in love with the With Dereks wife, Derek was the head of the otter family. Kevin had stewed and ached about this for months before he made his terrible decision. It had broken him.

But...

Secondly, and probably most importantly because she (Patrica) was an Otter.

Authers Note: Written as a first draft when I was 15 and reproduced as was. go figure. Oh and the speeling errors may be my fault because I can't find the spel check and can't be bothered to copy and paste to somewhere that does. To be honest it probably wouldn't have taken as long as typing this. Bhah!

If I didn't have to die,
I'd sit here for a thousand years,
Watch the grass grow taller,
Watch the flowers bloom,
And watch the river carve it's course.

If I didn't have to die,
I'd sit here for a milliom years,
Watch the buildings disappear,
Watch the roads vanish beneath the world,
And watch the human race fade to distant memory.

If I didn't have to die,
I'd sit here for a billion years,
Watch the sun fade,
Watch it become again,
And watch the earth scatter across the universe.

If I didn't have to die,
I'd sit here for eternity,
Happy,
Watching the endless becoming of nothingness.

In the begining there was nothing, void, the inexplicable nothingness, slightlent and at peace. Then Jaggabod created Black.

Jaggabod looked at Black for infinite years until Jaggabod got bored of Black and created Left. This blew Jaggabods "?" and kept Jaggabod amused for an infinite period. After a while this too became a tad boring so Jaggabod created Right, and called them opposites. Jaggabod laughed for an infinite period as the word opposite was extremely funny to Jaggabod. After a while Jaggabod started to explore Jaggabods creation of the Opposites, until Jaggabod accidently created Up and as a consequence Down as well. This really knocked Jaggabod sideways, which was now possible thanks to Jaggabods previous endeavours.

Then a funny thing happened, Jaggabod noticed that Jaggabod could not only go up and down and left and right Jaggabod could move in any Direction (Jaggabod decided this seemd a good enough word to use for them) Jaggabod chose. Very strange. This kept Jaggabod happy for infinity. However black started to loose it's appeal once more.

But suddenly Jaggabod conjured up an idea. Unfortunaly due to the infinite nature of black and the infinite nature of the Directions it took Jaggabod an eternity to find it once Jaggabod knew Jaggabod had actually created it. But eventually Jaggabod bumped into it. Which came as a hudge surprise, as Jaggabod had never bumped into anything before, there having previously been nothing infinity ago.

Anyway, Jaggabod had found what Jaggabod had been looking for. Jaggabod named it Matter, it seemed to be smaller than Jaggabod had hoped, a bit disappointing actually. Although it was in the black which made it difficult to see, perhaps Jaggabod could find a way to make it more interesting. So after careful consideration Jaggabod created White (well light actually but Jaggabod called it White).

Jaggabod looked at Jaggabods Matter, something was different. Jaggabod looked closer, before it had been different, it was a pleasent sensation that Jaggabod decided to call Warm, but after infinite time the sensation changed to something Jaggabod decided to call Hot. This was a less pleasent sensation, a bit uncomfortable, but it only lasted an infinite period, and then the strangest thing Jaggabod had ever created happened.

The small piece of Matter exploded...