There is no right move,
No path to take,
To get away from the cell I've made,
I count my life in breaths until the moment of my death,
But until that comes all that is to be done,
Is to search for light inside my soul,
Ill strike a match to ignite the fire ,
That will burn inside my soul,
And in the glow i may finally know what ticks inside of me,
Goodnight to sorrow perhaps tomorrow will fill with joy,
There may be a place for me inside this soul,
I want it not for what i might receive,
But for something of worth i have to offer.

There is a man that lives in me,
He's one that few can see,
He's stronger than i ever was or ever dreamed to be,
The one that took the right path,
The one who is found for i am lost,
I dreamed of you,
I dreamt that all i was ,
Was just a part of you,
Someday i will die in the fading summer light,
The dreams will be everything,
As i go into that gentle sweet goodnight,
And in my heart ill always know that it will be alright.

I failed to understand the words you said to me,
I failed to see the love you bear a faded memory,
Day by day slowly from my heart you withdrew,
And all the things i wanted to say where lost or misconstrued,
I wish you would have told me that you where unhappy,
I wish id have recognized that you had donned a mask,
To hold from me what you really feel,
The mask was thin ,
When i saw your skin That hid beneath ,
It filled my eyes and gently the tears ran down my cheek,
I wished i had told you everything before you had to leave.

Further down the rabbit hole,
Is where i spend my time,
To get away from all the things,
That haunt me in my mind,
My mind it seems has gone on leave,
And has left me withering,
Still i hope that it will return to me,
Yet day by day all my things get up and walk away,
My broken thoughts my shattered dreams,
It may be i am a fractured thing,
Yet still i fight to return the light ,
That the wind did **** ,
Leaving only blindness,
Blind head blind heart
My shattered parts will mend,
For when love leaves the world ,
All hearts they are left cold.

There is sun on the leaves,
And birds in the trees,
Today they are singing with me,
A sweet melody of brightness and joy,
They think spring has come and the winter is running,
The snow all has melted the sun is abroad ,
Though the winter chill left small subtle scars,
Theres the tree that died when the winter came in,
And a man in an alleyway bottle in hand,
Now just a husk,
And even though living we begin to rust,
Yet still when i sing I'm reminded of spring ,
With the winters wind a running.

86 is what they said,
Its time to leave,
I cant take the negativity your spewing at me,
The smooth snide remarks and your venomous heart,
Are poison in my ears,
its time to lance your rancorous heart,
Yes i said I've got to go,
And you can stay here all alone,
So i gather my things,
It time to leave.

Away away,
Shes gone away,
No more days for us to sit and play,
Away away,
They've gone away,
Lost are the days we sat on the porch,
We watched the rain come to wash us out,
But away away,
The rain blew away and the sun began to shine,
And all those deep puddles are a memory now,
There are left and lost behind,
Away away,
Oh please wont you stay its sad that everything has to go away,
Today today,
Ill keep today in a jar by the window where my memory's lay,
Your face your face ,
Ill keep in its place deep in my heart where it always will stay.

Ive been sent out ,
From the place where i have lived,
Now i live in a box beside a bridge,
The shirt on my shoulders the shoes on my feet,
These are the only things left to me,
I walk through this wasteland where it never snows,
The sun beat down and burned my clothes,
I still wish i had some things that I've lost,
Yet paying whats owed and owning the cost,
Is the price that is eventually paid,
And here now i stay kneel here and pray,
For things they must get better.

From those vine grew love,light and happiness,
And in those thorns was blood, flesh and death,
Deeply intwined between flesh and soul,
In its leaves where we are born,
As in its root the dying of the light,
As darkness come to all living things,
Yet from the ash the dying of the night,
As cycles through the twining vine,
Creates the circle and the eye of the devine.

The blind lead the deaf in this valley of death,
That we all find ourselves ****** into,
We look to the sky in hopes it will cry,
In this valley of tears where we tread,
And we wait for tomorrow in this veil of sorrows,
I hope that it be a dream,
For if its not ill lose my love for tomorrow,
So i will lay down on this stony ground ,
And dream the beauty around me.

Where do i go,
Send to the sun to kiss the moon,
Mornings and evenings coming to soon,
The splash of the spring with rustling leaves,
A gentle cascade of sun through trees,
Trickle down to wash over me,
Brilliant streams that float with debris,
Those simple truths astonish me,
A crippling wound a dying fiend,
The blood that creeps down,
Flows inside the tree,
And back we go to the birds and the leaves,
Around again to circle back,
Yet every time is new again.

Out from the darkness there came a voice,
We where there the day you where conceived,
The day your mother met your father,
Before you where a dream,
The deepest dark that lies in hearts,
The haunting mysteries ,
We made for you of bone and blood,
A body for you to live,
To make your home make it your own,
For you will have to live there ,
I know you feel alone,
But in due time your body dies,
And the lies will be forgotten ,
For we are one the earth and sun,
In soil in tree in everything ,
The coil is what makes it hard to remember ,
Where never alone before and after ,
Its good to know that all things are connected,
So when i go ,
I want you to know,
Ill be with you forever.

There is something broken in my head,
It kills the happy thoughts ,
It wants me dead,
And though i fight the dark within,
With every tooth and nail,
No matter how far i run,
it always will be there,
What do you do,
when your worst enemy is you.

Bittersweet the dreams,
That left tears apon my cheek,
Bittersweet the memory ,
The days that passed between,
There i am I've always been ,
The lies that lie unseen,
And in the dark where lies my heart,
In lost forgotten dreams,
Of days that where yet never come again,
The lines laid down in my history,
Of what has past from present ,
I dream of them again,
Yet on waking they fled my mind,
Like sand i tried to grasp,
And all it left where tears apon my cheek.

It is tender ,
It is cold ,
It is jaded ,
It is old,
It is foolish,
It is wise,
It is disguised,
It is blind,
It is kind,
It is my heart and though it is bittersweet,
it is mine.

So here i am again so tired but cant turn in,
The days are long the drinks are strong to spice lady evening,
As coolness comes with the fleeing sun,
And peeking out through misty clouds the moon is on the hill,
So the peace this simple ease precludes the coming storm,
A dancing leaf on lines laid deep the only proof of memory,
For whats not now has past somehow away into the evening,
At times we frown then turns arounds find peace within the being,
The stream where in it never ends,
So lets clasp tight and holding might survive the coming rapids,
Though things move swift ahead a cliff will cascade into the fall,
Gentle now got through somehow though pain and ache may linger,
Your tinder skin still brings a grin though years have passed around us,
And some friends drowned ill be happy with what we have now,
Though in my heart they'll always be,
Theres something special in you and me,
We float on and patiently find love within the water.

No heart no rose no stone,
Another valentines alone,
No wish no kiss no lasting bliss,
No ring comes from the phone,
Oh well ill spend it at home,
And sit within my silence.

Around around i hear the sound ,
Of fear within my veins,
Don't look now ,
Theres a silent cloud that threatens distant pain,
I will take this weakness and shoot it in my veins,
Tie up tie off you start to cough thats death inside your brain ,
The will of words you never heard will never abstain,
And in your heart you feel the start of wounds within your mind,
So listen now they all know how to fix what broke inside,
But there not sure they never where the masks they wear are broken,
Yet blood runs in filled with sin to stop the hearts from pumping,
Now cold as ice your body's life has fled into the open,
To everyone to everywhere we no longer are broken .

Through forlorn eyes i watched days sit on the window,
Ticking of time slipped by,
Through time and time a seed to vine,
It grew above the lintel,
As days went past it grew so vast,
The ivy grew over the door,
From young to old from hot then cold,
We are born in the morning and pass in the evening,
In the great sunset of life,
We may lie and deceive for what we achieve ,
In the end a pillar of sand,
We all make our circles ,
Some large some small,
But in the end its the beauty that we make of it all,
That will step with us into the gentle last goodnight,
As we close our eyes no pain don't cry,
As i die with a gentle sigh my light will slide into the evening.

When the sky was torn from the core of velesti ,
Down came the rain that washed us out,
And with that water came life,
From her body came the mountains, valleys and plains,
The oceans where her tears ,
That she shed for the loss of her consciousness,
From energy to earth,
From the clay where once her naval lay,
Grew the life tree that connects heaven to earth,
From earth to energy,
The lush green of the brushing leaves,
Her breath the wind is rushing,
Weaving life into a stone,
And from  the stone then came the blood,
To bathe us in her splendor,
The rain came down and kissed the ground ,
Blessing everyone around us,
And so we to,
will be there soon,
Blood, bone, sand and stone from earth to energy.

Rain falls down splashing at the ground that lies in front of me,
Though i hear the whisper of water drops talking to me,
No i don't hear the thunder i see the rain,
It falls for miles all around me,
And though i feel the pain i don't have to let it strain,
The darkness lies on me but with your light i can see,
Awake me from this dream and its become reality,
I felt that i had dreamed for so many years it seemed,
But your sweet gentle kiss across my finger tips,
Awoke me from my  slumber,
My dreams they all came true and i can sit and wait for you,
Out there on the porch we grow up we grow old ,
But this was all a dream a fading memory,
A kiss before you leave before you know its been gone,
Maybe when i sleep if i dream ill dream with you,
hand in hand we will move toward the door,
Into the dark but our love will light our hearts,
You lead And ill follow you into the night.

Sometimes its right,
Sometimes things work out right,
Sometimes the stars align ,
And sometimes the dream dies,
Sometimes you come,
Sometimes you leave,
Sometimes the sun shines,
And sometimes the wind blown leaves,
Sometimes its right,
Sometimes it lasts all night,
Sometimes theres beauty in the moonlight ,
But sometimes we fall ,
Sometimes we shouldn't have come at all,
Sometimes the ugly things are seen,
Sometimes you wake with tears on your face,
And sometimes we die.
Sometimes there isn't a choice,
Sometimes we have no voice,
Sometimes where left behind,
And sometimes we find beauty in our own minds,

I must be moving on my dear,
The dawn is drawing nigh ,
And soon the sun will split midnight from the sky,
Another day some way has come ,
I must be moving on,
Tomorrow night a memory ,
Ill already be gone,
Years go by you wonder why,
I had to move along,
The way leads on,
Long and long ,
I must be moving on.

Her skin smells of the petals of a winter rose,
That the years have turned to stone,
A brutal flower in rocky soil ,
That once was a heart ,
As fair as summer as winters never came,
But the waining of a life's moon,
Brought winter in feeling to soon,
The oceans of youth dried to deserts of age,
And her rosy cheeks now left lines on her face,
The echoes of beauty lost as evening falls,
As bright eyes left dimmed,
That beauty never to be seen again,
And laying down she sheds a tear,
To all the lost and forgotten years ,
When the taste was sweet,
Yet now left bitter and cold,
Oh how cruel it is growing old.

In the trees weaved through with breeze,
From dusty window watching ,
Last winters wind came blowing in,
And tears did streak the window,
Lightning rends the sky then mends atop the misty mountain,
As rain falls down and hits the ground feeding the desert carpet,
The spring has come the beauty stuns the light glints off the window,
Though i have gone ill still watch on as blooms across the meadow.

The light was embered coal,
That danced within your soul,
As the sky fled from the evening,
And once again alit the coin that silvered in the night,
Though not bright its gentle light would guide me from the shadows,
The air is chilled as whipper will cried into the darkness,
As wind will moan I'm not alone deep within my chasm,
A dream of light some other night with darkness all around me,
And dream well on until the sun sweeps the dark horizons ,
As light will soon so i shall too retreat into the morning.

Told of past dreams that lay deep forever,
True fear is deepest black a shadowed haze around me,
Yet lay it down for a moment so i can sleep easy,
And in the past where beauty sleeps,
Ill rap itself around me,
Though fear is near and black is night,
Ill sleep my baby dear,
So shed a tear the deeps are here ,
But hush my baby dear,
On longest day my way is done ,
The wind will rock your basket.

Where i was I've never been and when I'm there its new to me,
A sea of sorrow i swam to be nowhere to go no place to flee,
And as i walked this empty road it seems the sides are made from bone,
Its all a river flowing patiently and there i am in the gentle stream,
As time move on it changes me but in my heart you'll always be,
The sun beats down await the sound of singing birds up in the leaves,
And where i go I've never been yet its still new until the end,
So hope tomorrow ill  find less sorrow and find the light that shines within,
That holy glow that in my soul will always hold,
And when my coil is old and grey and my light flees to everywhere,
All that is it will be ok come shining sun or winters grey,
There is a place ive always been and in your heart there is room for me,
Not for my gain but for the chance there is something of worth in me.

When i feel the wind blow across the lonely empty plain,
A chilling tickle tingle on my cheeks ,
Across the great plain a vast wasteland ,
Yet sometimes it rains ,
And when it does the fields turn green ,
There is a subtlely  pleasant smell ,
It makes me think of gentle nights alone apon the plain,
In the grass i lay the night for mornings sweet revival ,
And in that time i breathe no more back to natures green embrace,
And with the wind i blow now through your hair and off your cheek.

where was i just now?i found myself eye to eye with a crack id almost fallen into,but no recollection of how i had come here,there on the precipice i gathered my worldly belonging ,which mostly consists of my body and what clothes on my back,and so i turned from the void, i chose life ,though i may find the chasm again  and next time i may fall.

Its strange how everyone know you when your standing, yet when  you've fallen they would happily tread on and trample you into the past,
Its strange how things change, we are wed to the present our past the baggage and the future holds our breath  ,its to bad we cant be grateful for every breath, i would give you a flower if we werent in the wasteland , nothing around but sand and standing clouds, as long as we are together its ok ill just make a castle out of sand
Ill pretend like its my land we can settle down and change

End of the line, we had a good time, we danced we sung we sent our love to everyone, even though we are old and gray we still have memory's of summer days, and tears seep now echoing the fear, of last days of sweetness gone away buried before we layed, getting old seems rather cold what was given is taken away.

She found me, but to late,
By then I had lain for hours,
life's warmth had ebbed,
Leaving only cold.  
She couldn't see the streaks,
Where my last tears kissed the earth,
There was a bitter little smile,
That she wore, for seeing me like this,
It had come to her I had finally found peace,
Though she railed against it before I passed.
no more pain nor sorrow, no ache,        
nor tomorrow,
Silent now, her gently creased brow,before the. Storm erupts and washes her away, she stood for me after I had gone away as the wind whispered my love, I was carried gently away

So life in pain, its my life from day to day,
My mornings greet me with agony ,my evenings filled with cold wounds throbbing, yet still I wake to face the day, even though tears stream down my face, few will see them,who would care, a broken young man with the thousand mile stare.

I buried pook beneath the willow tree, for when the spring came he loved to sit and watch the blossoms falling, and in my heart he will stay my little man who has gone away.

It was the ravens crow as it lit apon the remains ,that brought his head up through the blood and tears, darkest angel it looked through the veil,and laying back the darkness availed

bring guns, bombs too, watch us die two by two, hands can heal ,but stocks can mold and in this another man is sold ,forgotten grass and blue filled sky, as you look into another mans eyes, to watch him wain and fall in vain, and all that was left was a blood colored stain, so the man is gone the machine is done and the world goes marching on.

the light i saw from the corner of my eye,
many years gone from now,
a flicker fading into the depths of memory,
it could have been a face i saw in the window,
in the third place, above the looking glass,
where the moon lights the dark,
deep in my head

i watched you die my love,
wither and fade,
as if you where merely smoke in a breeze,
and i was powerless to change,
so you blew away from me.
wondering if you where ever there at all,
a life, a lie, a roseless door

when the grass has grown old,
and the body lays cold in the browning wheat,
the evening tears have fallen leaving diamond traces,
a nightingale sings a somber song, it sounds like a maiden weeping,
and like the ghost of the wind
I lay in the wheat field