She is beauty
She is pain
She is fire burning through veins
She is hope
She is hate
She is loveless, not believing in fate
She is heaven
She is hell
She is locked away, her mind is her cell
She is you
And she is me,
She is hero, begging to be free.

Why do words flow so smoothly on paper and ink,
But as soon as I open my mouth they fall flat and empty?

Why is it that I can think of a million things to say,
But as soon as I see you the words are misused?

I wish these word weren't so useless outside of my mind!
I wish these word were so much more kind!

Why do they never flow in the right way,
Getting jumble up in a word filter and coming out the wrong?

Why is it that even as I write this they aren't quite right,
Always falling short on emotion and long on time.

They always seem so right, so perfect in my head!
But when they come out, well, I'd rather feel dead!

Hope will spring from unlikely places,
It will look you in the eye with unlikely faces,
Sometimes it show up as a king, maybe aces,
Sometimes it will beat your heart with maces,
Without hope, you have all these empty spaces,
With it, you have so many graces,
It always leaves good little traces,
But it will always spring from unlikely places.

Sadness is just the lies we told,
It is damage upon our forgotten souls,

And it burn forever on their hearts of coal.

If forever was the word you used,
Why is I feel so abused?
Forever seemed like eternity,
But us minus you is just me, me, me.
Well, whatever now, I guess I lose.
Our relationship was at the end of it's fuse.

Mountain, sing me your song,
let me listen, let me sing along!

If I sing you my song, will you stay?
Will you never go away?

Mountain, I cannot not promise, but make no mistake,
I will stay here longer than I can stay awake.

My song is long and lonely,
As it is the one and only

I have lonely songs too,
I have one just for you.

Sing it to me,
Sing it, and be free

O, lonely mountain, can't you see?
You sing a song of great sadness, the same one as me.

People, people all around
Not a single one makes a sound.
People, people gather here
So you may be not far, but near.
People, people listen up
We’ve got everything and a cup.
People, people do not fear
For now, even they are here.

I smell dew in the air
yet the sun is setting
I see green of new grass
though first snow has fallen
I feel the sharp chill in the air
but the sun still shines
it is a strange wold
we live in
today.

I always talk about leaving,
But I know that I'm going to stay,
I love it just where I am,
I don't want to go away.

It scares me to think of it all,
The world is big and vast,
This sudden wave of difference,
Always leaving me aghast,

But how do I deal with the world,
If nothing near is right?
I will figure it out,
I'll try with all my might.

Hello Beautiful,
What do you see?
Do you see all the beauty in me?
Can you tell,
My life is great?
That there is nobody I can hate?
Goodbye Beautiful,
I saw what you see.
I saw that you can see the beauty in me.