mindless thoughts

mulling by Alistair Chong

we could
probably fall
into an endless hole
want to die
but never stop it all
but i don't know why

i want to change this

inspiration by Alistair Chong

we could live our dreams
in our own sleep
or we could take a step
break getting it
and be in others'

everyday figures

mind blown by Alistair Chong

there are six billion
wouldn't it just amaze you
a population
and a world around the sun

correctly

tree in a forest by Alistair Chong

if a tree falls in a forest
who would know
if it rains in a desert
where would it go
if a mountain fell
would it show
some things
you could never know

wherever it is

running by Alistair Chong

we can run from who we are
we can hate the so called scar
we can look in a mirror
and scream
we could run

unknowing

wherever we go by Alistair Chong

we could save the world
and they wouldn't care
we could break down walls
and never be seen

a hero

impossibility by Alistair Chong

i swear you were always
the one for me
i guess it's safe knowing
that you'll never see
a word i write
or you will unknowingly
i guess i'm over
breaking up inwardly
always denied it anyway

somewhere before

paths we take by Alistair Chong

i wish i knew
what i do now
when i was young
i wish we did
things differently
back then
i wish these weren't just dreams
like it felt like then
now all it is is a dream

late or early

reassurance by Alistair Chong

sometimes
we just need to sit awake
just before the dawn
anticipate the sun rising
just to remember
that the world is round
that we'll live another day

bounding

childhood dreams by Alistair Chong

if only
my heart would pound
bound through my lungs
steal the air from me
if only
one would come around
she would have sung
and made this song complete

never

wishes by Alistair Chong

where should we
go tonight
a question we ask so light
dark and quiet

futility

rage by Alistair Chong

breaking walls
or slamming doors
a lot of frustration inside

originals

therapies by Alistair Chong

just because you don't see
doesn't mean
this isn't my therapy
i'll do it until i don't care

you don't really follow

get real by Alistair Chong

can we really follow our dreams
or is a dream all it is
a fictional fantasy and an unreal reality
that we indulge
in the morning daydream
or the midnight sleep

ruts we fall in

searching by Alistair Chong

sometimes
we push to the limit
searching for the air
outside of the box
beyond infinity

the point is...

misunderstood by Alistair Chong

we could dance in a club
and party 'til the day is young
we could raise our hands
and never lose our stance
we could drink our love
swim in lights above
and do it all over again
what for

always a reason

another's treasure by Alistair Chong

trash
out in the can
worth more to another man
cash
a dollar down the drain
priceless to those without the same

we all want something

get out by Alistair Chong

who the hell
do we think we are
much less than we think
all broken into the same thing
we could live
but we choose not to

live it

do it by Alistair Chong

we could only find
words to cry
if there was a life
that passed by
that we lived

out of rhythm

blues by Alistair Chong

eyes closed
blanket over
we don't want
the world to find

it really is space

hey there by Alistair Chong

to anyone out there
hello
is there existence
or do we crawl back into our caves

radio bled

pop by Alistair Chong

always wondered
how the radio
can make so little sense
and how the words
could be sung again and again
in a mindless world
there's no more wonder

self note

anyone out there by Alistair Chong

who's ever going to read
words of a kid
stuck in a world wide web
it's like finding sand in the ocean

wrong path

systematics by Alistair Chong

i guess
in the end
i fell into the same trap
a world so grey
i guess
we couldn't bend
or break what they say

history writer

dreams by Alistair Chong

if i were a john mayer
i'd write a song
the world would never forget
a thousand years on
words would be etched
author unknown

beyond behind

repairs by Alistair Chong

sometimes
numbers differ so greatly
wondering how a project
could be so fittingly
repaired

existence

meaning by Alistair Chong

sometimes
a day fills in the calendar
we really forget where
we exist

wrong reasons

ghost town by Alistair Chong

dust falls down
onto a rusty crown
will no one see me
just an empty town
no one to bow
how i thought it was glory

more than some high

lights and the like by Alistair Chong

sometimes it becomes a struggle
burning out in a rut
an empty firework
that's had it's fair share
of light and colour
now nothing more than burnt out
trash on the ground

birthday dad

for you, dad by Alistair Chong

you are here for us
solid, strong
always here to love
here all along
unconditional, never failing
thank you for being the father you are
we will cherish you
in our hearts