DJ Storm (aka Mr. EJ the DJ)

Never before heard beats of the Future (House, Electro and FIDGET Set March 15, 2010) There is no way to go back. The past is the past. Its done and over with. There is no way to go forward. The future is the future. It hasn't happened, you have to wait. Stop filling my head with these lies, Lies of time machines, Lies of going back, Lies of moving forward. Whats done is done. Whats yet to happen, hasn't. Stop trying to build your time machines. Stop dwelling on the past. Stop trying to figure out the future. Live in the now, Or your future will be dim. ©2008-2010 ~xxxlovexhatexxx

Modern House and Electro Set March 5, 2010 Time Machine- There are three kinds of people in the world: Those who, when they find a time machine, travel to the past, those who go to the future, and the most rare and courageous of all- Those who give it all up to stay in the present. ©2009-2010 ~KrnLeeroy

House Set from 1995-2005 March 3, 2010 Sshhh… and quieten your voice Don’t make a sound, and listen to the silence resound This is Being Alive When I feel and touch and bathe in pain When I wait around and stare just to see you smile again I want to breathe the air that you share, and join your hands with my own Get closer to your face and know every angle and feature, I moan And long for, crave for your presence For the tell tale signs that tell me are hidden within your essence And to get close, and closer, with my heart imploding in my chest A thousand brilliant melodies and visuals that elude all the rest With tremors enough to bring this world down to ashes and dust And feelings that echo around broken foundations that stand tall, I must Get it all out, escape its fate, and let my breathing lie heavy I need to get down on my knees, and hold your hand, and whisper all that you mean to me Because time passes me by, and the bass drum pounds, and the ending is nigh And my eyes, they’ve never seen so clearly and yet you’ve never been so blind Because I’d wound up with my words in knots and their lies in my hair With long forgotten promises I’ve left behind and forgotten for lack of air Why is it so hard to breathe when I’ve just remembered what it’s like to be alive And why do they hurt me so when I’m the one who could save your life With every sacrifice and spell and combination of words from past eras long dead gone I’d resuscitate hope and fix up some fragmented life in order to bring back and hear once more your long departed song ©2009-2010 ~maidenofwar