Just one step forward,
Cross the line that lies between
The fires in my mind and cooling breeze
Just one step further,
A phone call, perhaps a letter
Just wade in the troubled water
I'm lifting my foot from beneath the mud
Take me by the fire and prove I'm not dead
Give me a comfort and cool out my head

Just one step forward,
Jesus is on the other line
Maybe he's been there the whole time
Just one step further,
Close the door behind me
Let the weight down slowly
I'll lift my foot from beneath the mud
If those city lights can grow a little more, man
If I can hold on for just a little while, man

In my head everything is collapsing
The irritation from aches and distractions
The worries that ask "Does she miss me, too?"
The memories of words I've tripped over

I am such a fool.

In my mind there is nothing stable
Philosophies I've loved are tearing their stitches
Friends I've held dearly are drying up in the sun
The words I've sung are becoming strangers

I am losing touch.

In my head everything is lost and gone
My father's eyes fall down in shame
Pictures of close friends refuse to look at me
My reflection condemns the man he sees

I am all alone.

Summer strips you,
nearly bare
Like an old cartoon,
Foghorns blare from my eyes.
I can barely believe
the bronze of your shoulders

I **** myself by God
For seeing much more
Than I can possibly bare.

I pedaled slowly; a rusty chain circled its track
Quiet winds kissed my cheeks and my fingertips
Before me, a church is home to singing angels
It neighbors a house of cracking Rulers and warnings of damnation
Inside the house are black boards caked in white dust
The dust resides slyly, a subtle reminder of who I was
And from my lips a remedy falls in the form of a sigh
Knowing that the Demons inside are nothing but forgotten ghosts