Dear Saturday, I write to you from foreign lands
I'm in a Monday I'm not sue I understand
The day is shining, yet I am in misery
All these strange people seem to be yelling at me

Oh, dearest Saturday, your ways are now my own
You hold me close in bed and say I can stay home
The other the days just seem to get in the way
The only mutual friend I seem to have's Friday

Dear Friday, you introduced me to my love
Out and about we where, trying to rise above
Monday through Thursday called me friend, bit caused me strife
But you showed me the day that would improve my life

Dear Saturday, the way you treat me oh, so well
Has shown me heaven in a week filled with hell
I will hang onto Monday only for so long
But I'll miss you more than ever simply when you're gone

I am more than these broken dreams that compose the depths of me
A stifled lamplight that can still burn amidst dark forces unbeknownst, unseen
I have yet to be claimed, though maimed, though torn, though bruised, battered, not broken
There still lies a slumbering giant in me that has yet to be woken
I am a culmination of a divine creation, tossed in the mud of the real and flesh and bone
And shooting star that has touched the ground with such for as to shatters what others assume to know
Amidst the roaring waves I am a drop, but still I scream, I roar
I may be among broken dreams, but in dreaming anew I am more

If these wounds could close, then eyes would open
Showing you there's more than being broken
Speaking of dreams that float onward from your hand
Catching them to put at your feet and telling you I understand

To let you know there is more than a handful of tears
That life has more in store than a desert of fears
That I am here as long as we have on this rock in the sky
And I could show things that might help open your eyes

Gasping
Lack of breath
Grasping
Scared to death
No defense
Don’t even know what’s wrong

Listless
Feather in the gale
Distress
Existence so frail
Please don’t blink
I’m afraid that you might miss me

Unkempt
Unorganized at best
Present
Yet behind nonetheless
Minutes written down
In a ledger I will see too late

Run down
Try to keep together
Sinking ground
Trying to be better
Humanity
Catching up more and more

Ahem....
We had 104 days of summer vacation, then school turns to life just to end it
So the annual problem for our generation is finding a good way to spend it...
LIKE MAYBE:
Working and working until you are sore, only to come home and plop in bed
Forgetting your taxes 'till the last minute or getting pulled over by feds
Surfing the internet, pinning on Pinterest, or downloading pirated songs
Get halfway through a book, changing your kid's diapers, and watch TV to see there's NOTHING ON!!
As you can see, growing up just ain't easy, but we're in for the overhaul
But we can sit back and laugh at the fact WE DON'T HAVE SCHOOL IN FALL!!!!
YES WE CAN SIT BACK AND LAUGH AT THE KIDS, 'CAUSE WE DON'T HAVE SCHOOL IN FALL!!!

My heart fell with the snow, my dear, my heart fell with the cold
And dreams flew by as geese did fly, southward did go my soul
No man made fire or earthly pyre could hope to warm inside
With shivering skin, the love within, in desperation did hide
And so I knocked upon the block of ice holding my heart
Begging to snow-filled sky that my passion would never part
And my heart then did crack and bend as escaped a reply
Seasons will pass, sand to hourglass as snow is to the sky

I'm not worth the paper plate on which you time is held
Nor am I a sturdy one on whom your dreams can be shelved
And I fall so many many times almost as if on cue
But I can love like no one else. This I promise you.

I'm not the charming grandfather clock that always keeps on time
Neither am I the cloud from which you may float up as high
My hand to God I'm not the most clear, I swear this to be true
But I can love you like no one else. This I promise you.

I am not the lark who holds the sweetest sounds
Surely I am not the moon or sun for I've barely left the ground
I am not the key to you wings for I am the bird who never flew
But I can love you like no one else. This I promise you.

My confidence leaves much to be asked for. This much you can see
But I give you my honest word there's another side to me
For although men may come and go and skies switch between gray and blue
I will love you like no one else. This I promise you.

I will write it 'till the ink of the earth has all been used and gone
And still even then I will write it with the rays of the dawn
For though my talents, like these words, are passionate but few
I will love you like no one else. This I promise you.

My words do not reach far enough
And my arms are not strong enough
Reaching out and call forth
But my calls are unheard
Falling from an unknown place
Feathers fall from wings of grace
Can you hear me calling love?
My dawn has turned to dusk

I've painted too many pictures
And all of them, the same
I've painted your face a thousand times
Yet I've forgotten your name
And it is such a travesty
Not to mention a **** shame
For you are the only face
The only inspiration that came
And oh, the colors in your eyes are those of the dawn
Your lips as soft as the brush that paints them on and on
In your beauty, in your grace, I find, in utter shame
The treachery, the irony, of a love's forgotten name
My brush will stay clasped in this hand, my strokes remaining true
Until the memories come back, my paint will remember you
I'll be penniless with all the paint and canvas I'll have bought
All because of a beautiful face whose name that I forgot

What is in your nature?
For what cause do you bleed?
The lights flicker on and off
You smile amidst the scoffs
Darling, you are so hard to read

I’ve got questions for your creator
You continue to perplex me
You’re the moon amidst the dawn
How are you here and so far gone?
I do not know how to proceed

Something is hidden in the inseam
I see the thorns upon the rose
The coolness amidst the heat
The beauty only hides the beast
The more I learn, the less I know

My dear, what is in your nature?
Where do you choose to stand and fall?
I am coaxed and yet afraid
Take so much pleasure in the pain
Complexities within your call

Oh loveliness inside the tempest
Oh endless pit in which I dive
I choose to venture to the depth
Though it may be till death
It’s makes me aware I’m alive

Shoot
Aim at me
And litter me with stars
I feel like I
Need to be
Aerodynamic like cars
To go faster
As I wonder
Do astronomers dream of astronauts
It’s ringing
In my ears
Make mine a holy heart

Blow
Me away
Make things diff’rent than they seem
Push me past
The today
And help me see past the temporary
Of the seconds
Of the minutes
Of the hours I count on fingers and toes
Make this limbs
Stretch the distance
Break apart this hole

Pierce
Into me
Make me feel a heart forgotten
I feel I
Need to be
Torn into to get rid of the rotten
Through the muscle
Crack the bone
Let me be opened, inside out
Open lungs
Rush of blood
Let internals eternally pour out

It shouldn't be this way...
You alone and my arms empty a million miles away
You crying without anyone one there to say
I'm here

It shouldn't be so cold for you
Sitting with legs wrapped and only walls in blurred view
Longing for a love I know I can give you
Easily, lovely, yet there you cry

I could be there, the tears wiped from you face
My lips calming you whilst in a tender embrace
Lying with you in moments none can replace
Tasteful, tender, warm moments

It should be that way
Everyday. Today, tomorrow, yesterday
No sorrow, me with you, forever to stay
Never alone hereafter...

If my days should end, my friend, and sorrow takes its due
I pray somehow that some part of me would live on within you
That petals of red would run through your blood where my rose has wilted, dried
And days would run on for you and no tears formed or cried

If my days should should end, my friend, if I go before my time
I pray you'll see that my actions matched my words and thoughts buried in rhyme
That you will love with the same love I've set aside for you
And that, as ash fades into ash, to that love you'll remain true

Tender words spring
From her heartstrings
Tender words whisper no
Turn around, see
On the ground she
Whispers please, don't go
Hold tears no more
No reason for
Teardrops not to flow
Heart on a string
From whence tender words spring
Never let her go

And by her eyes you know she’s curious
In a world jammed full and furious
How she could be something more to anyone but herself

How her voice could be heard amongst the crowd
Or her head be kept under the clouds
How she’s more than just one of the a billion on the shelf

She would sit ever so properly
Trying to be the best that she could be
And the days would leave and greet her where she’d stand

But the princes were for fairytales
In a world that crushed things that were so frail
If they didn’t turn to dust in her own hands

The dragons growing more real each day
With breath of hot terminal dismay
And she was no hero, she was barely her

No sword appearing in her hand
No puzzle in which to understand
The reality that existed, so absurd

And she could give it all up now
Fade to black and take her bow
She could exit such things and just be gone

But she was very curious
In a world of the superfluous
What exactly kept her moving on

Distant memories
Fluctuating crescendos
I would let them go
But they’re already well past gone

Is this moving on?
Involuntarily ripping
Steady stripping
Of all I deem near
Of all that seems dear
It rises, then falls
Like thoughts of the shore

When was the last time
It filled your lungs
The scent of a happy day
The taste of that fleeting moment

Who was there that made it all
Worth it

Perfect

And do you chase them?
Though they’re nowhere in sight

Growing is my inner sense
Fading is my innocence
Life is fleeting, non repeating
Forgive my belligerence
Find my as I reference
My childhood that's now gone
Fatalities befalling me
And forcing me to move on
Forcing me to live strong
Forcing me to love long
In reference to the present
I pray my head's not on wrong
Wishing for the simpler things
A time before feeling the sting
Of adult reality and missing all the mystery

You are as you were
No more needing to be said
With eyes that bore tears in joy and sadness
And heart that consistently bled
And mine and your hands locked together
To brave life’s twisted sense of humor
And I knew that, in that, we’d overcome the world

We were never perfect
That’s needing to be heard
Ever present were these jars of truth
Bitter tasting, well preserved
With hands clasped we understood it could not be fathomed
As we locked eyes, yes, words, yes, but never hearts

Maybe that’s the good in it
A gift in cross’ed stars
The reality of a ever present door
That we both know is ajar
The knowing that the hand we hold can build the other up
With the power that so easily can rip us apart

You were the one I’d always wanted
I was the one you leaned upon
With me not knowing what you were
And your faith in your strength long gone
My love for you unending, understated, undeterred
And your love for me one undoubted, but for me undetermined

Each time you speak I hear you
This world’s distraction become blurred
You serve your homemade truths
And I swallow every single word
Can’t decipher lies because I know only what you convey
And in that, you’re the most honest person I know

Our views of each other work
On the level that was stand
Where we get to choose what we convey
As we offer each other a hand
The preachings of the lying tongue and giving of stolen things
An knowledge of the mystery forever kept

Maybe this is not worth the chance
Our self destructive ways
The pure carnage we could leave behind
In our search to escalate
Satan’s aspirations to rise are what led to the fall
So maybe to stay divine, we must stay content

And so we look, we taste, we hear
And we feel that that’s enough
Maybe in leaving the uncertain just that
The relationship is safe from us
Or maybe this is just the lie we earnestly believe
In fear that the rise will be more painful than the fall

I am at the point of a unavoidable breaking
This life that overcomes my will and all I'm undertaking
And to say I've found neither solace nor peace would be a correct assumption
But you do not see me past your judgements and presumptions

I am at the point where I feel my heart about to shatter
Turning into grains of sand mixed with dreams that no longer matter
Yet you desire to see the smile that's actually a frown turned upside down
Just so I'll say "welcome home" as I act as the matt that you stomp to the ground

I am at the point of screaming at the top of my mind
Seeing the things that the world's forced me to leave behind
See all the mistakes and heartbreaks that litter the floor like shards of glass
Cutting me and dragging my consciousness back to the past

I am a tattered soul who is choking back the tears
Just to say hello and make it seem I have no fears
Being crushed under the pressure of the smile plastered on my face
Seen as no commodity, but only something that can be replaced

I am a rebirth waiting to happen that your eyes dare overlook
The page written by the hand of God that's unread because mankind closed the book
A tried and failed prototype that is this world's very own casualty
And yet it should fear the future, for it shall no overcome me...

Not today...

Strange, they call me
Strange I stay
Strangeness from which I don't stray
Until strange is my norm each day
True love's loving me this way

Day's a bore?
Well there's no need
Come along, be strange with me!
Give laughter in times of crying
To the world, let this be my offering

Strange, they call me
That's just fine
Just means there's depth within my mind
Amongst the spares, I'm a rare find
Strangeness being one of a kind

Strange, they say
It's plain to see
Strange people litter history
We've been, we are, and probably will be
Why not come be strange with me

Ode to the girl who sails upon milky white oceans
Ode to the girl who traveled oh so far
For she looked in the black of night
And poked holes in the sky
And in her heart prayed a wish upon a star

She would dream such wondrous dreams upon the sea
And where many faded, the light of hers stayed true
A dream of light, a wish of love
Floated far up above
Through the fog from her eyes of blue

On sandy shores she'd slumber on and the stars would sing
With a roaring fire cradling her to sleep
In sleep she'd dance with a dream
And dance with one only
Amidst the stars, as the night, onward, would creep

And so the union of the girl and dream would carry on
Forever more would it forever be
A dream that lingers in the sky
And in the young girl's eyes
Until the dream becomes reality

Ode to those lovely heartbreakers
That bore into my chest and pull out my heart
To smear upon blank canvases
And birth these works of art

The sweetest intentions with bitter aftertastes
That weigh heavy so that words are pushed forth
Not questioning beautiful gold coated wrappings
But they in turn making me question my worth

Ode to those lovely heartbreakers
Their brilliance, their wonder, their tragedy
Who are deserving of words beyond words beyond worlds
And rushing tides of passionate misery

To taste would me both blessing and curse
To know, to attain, but to lose
But is the chance better than the rejection, the hurt
Is the question, but the answer hard to choose

Ode to the lovely heartbreakers
Whose names are etched on my heart, how it bleeds
Open sores that give birth through pain and loss
And unintentionally shaping parts of me

The saying goes that crime rarely pays
And I say love is therein it’s counterpart
So comes past charges of loving each and every one
And so the sentence comes: beautiful art

These changes were not warranted
Unwanted, strange, and cruel
A twisting plot that transformed me quickly from king to fool

My life was not the same, a shame
A spring that sprung to winter
A tree that I had nursed and fed that grew, flourished, then splintered

And if these plans were indeed planned
The planning was not my own
And I see now the broken bough that forces me to grow

My bones they creaks and groan, I've grown
Forcing me to learn from the wrongs
And now the fool must start again to see he was a fool all along

I saw flowers in her hair
As if from there they’d grown
Daisies formed into a crown
Upon the head of Rose

And Rose was what they called her
Though Violet her true name
With daffodils in her hands
Freshly dripping with summer rain

She smelled of bloomed gardenias
Like a sunflower, she looked to the light
A lily amongst thistles and weeds
Lips of pink and skin of white

She was the rarest of them all
But a wildflower in heart and soul
Able to grown in the midst of weeds
Blooming, striving, gold

Brave
Oh heart of depth
Another round of applause
For works of art that try the mind
A truly worthy cause

What goes into your process
The journey that you choose
The words that always win
In a soul that seems to lose

Bravo
Oh heart of depth
Your crescendo in evident
Each work of art a tortured one
Every word worth its pence

Quiet lips which grace your solemn expression
With eyes that blaze and scream with pencil's tip
No failure, just falling in your view
Little infants of poetry birthed within your grip

Bravo
Oh heart of depth
Tumultuous in the veil of words formed
Falling into underestimating eyes
Knowing not the whirlpool they swarm

She wrote words that spoke to me
Of ticking clocks and bells that ring
And pretty dances and ladies that sing
All that I read of
Her scribbling pen etched life's tapestries
Showing off her mastery
Of wonders and those left wondering
Her pencil etching on
And clouds would pass and candles burn
Just to light and see and learn
The words and stories she did earn
And tell the world of as well as me
And how her words did captivate
Dewing eyes and raised heart rates
And time and pencil wrote of love and hate
And stories... oh, they were told...

Wasted breaths
Bounced checks
Just a lifetime of it all
He'd sing
Off-key
Improper rises and falls
Too much
Too soon
Too little way too late
He stands
Slow hands
Another Monday in heartbreak

Chasing
Her off
Alarm clocks go off in his mind
Love of one
Undone
Twice as sad, hardest to bind
Desk job
Unfulfilled
Life unkind and so goes fate
Unsure
In the grey
This is Monday in heartbreak

Days pass
The same
Each a Monday in its way
Moments come
Never stay
All the ships sailed from the bay
Wishless
Fishless
Nothing for him out at sea
Life goes
Time slow
Monday heartbreaks, hard to leave

Did you fade away only to be replaced by morning dew
The night we shared and cradled done and gone
For I spent a fair part of the morn searching for you
Only to find half of us moved on

Wooden floors littered with sun and clothes upon the floor
Disheveled sheets mark where you used to lay
Heaven came with the night and then walked out my door
To never be seen in the light of day

She flew on wing that were not hers because her feathers kept on falling
But how could she let that stop her when the sky, the sun, was calling
Unstable was the ground but constant were the heavens
And so she stole her chance from the wings of another

She sang with a secondhand voice and made it all her own
To make the stars focus and shine for her to find her way back home
Her feet ****** and blistered from the ground she had trodden
And those creatures who dwelt below could not stifle her song

She looked to the day with eyes of those born from the forever dark
Once hearing of light in fairy tales 'till she herself found a spark
And those things stolen, borrowed, and discovered made possibilities
And they were hers to use to find the sky

Woefully sings the boy
Wonderfully sings the girl
Dreams collide, few survive
And so it goes

Preaching of the sinner
Unsung goes their world
Picking up the pieces
Notation of the boy and girl

Both stand together
On opposing sides of hello
Who will cure or **** the fellow
If they never meet, we'll never know

Demons once were angels
Fallen from graces
Both fervently cling, both sing
And both songs echo

Where will you find me
Among the reeds of this red river
Chopped up in pieces, never whole
'cause you were stolen from me

Will I overcome grief
Whilst other try to overcome greed
Feathers and souls under sand-littered ground
As I stand a wanting god

You cry for me
I hear you above me, I know
No one benefiting our love
No one knowing such is our loss

Look for me in the hand of the river
Know my whole is completed by you
Feather and soul, which is lighter
None are more pure than our love

Crying out
Drown me now
Submerged
In pool upon pool
Of my own stress
Clear
Each drop
Translucent loneliness
Submerged down
Within the
Thought
That I might always
Be here
Oh dear
Call to make sure
Each
Day’s
Okay
I smile so wide it pushes you away
Irony in the lonely
Never fades
Lying here
And here
I
Stay
Drowning once again

My melody lies in my Melanie and my Melanie has been lost
A casualty to this reality and love, sadly, the cost
And my Melanie will forever go as she came, with a smile
With me standing sighing, with insides crying and trying all the while

To find music in the world that's sorefully out of key
For the melody has been lost to me along with Melanie
The song is off and the musical canceled, the birds staring silent
All colors have seemed to have faded and I hear the unnatural quiet

And all I can find is I long for a melody
The world, decieving, has me believing that music has been lost to me
And I find Melanie may be gone to me, but she's not who I'm mourning
Overtures and scores all scream that the melody was the dream

The dream that happiness was two heart kisses away
That I could bring my passion for her as I do the melody in my day
So I have now the truth written on my brow and Melanie I no longer resent
Me being in the symphony of love without an instrument

But I will play once more...

Knees, keep supporting me
You know I believe in you
Stop with all the frailties
And get me where I'm rolling to
Unscrew
All the blues
You sing and keep running in time
Well fed, sleep when you're dead
Or at least aT the end of this rhyme

Pause time, wipe off the grime
Focus on the words I have to say
Ran five hundred score, just a few more
And we can be in a happy place
Don't stop
Don't drop
Reach mountaintop and valley low
Haters degrade the progress made
Saying that we run too fast, too slow

Oh yes, do your best
Until you glimpse that finish line
Past the dream to reality
And see it was you all this time
These knees
Strongly
Wanted to finish just as bad as you
God be blessed, revel in success
We all run, but how you finish is up to you

You write your dreams
On paper ships
Set them on open ocean
Hoping they will find you

Remnants of hope
On your fingertips
As they grace your lips
Longing to remind you

Glimpses of miracles
Passed by young eyes
Young feet once walked on water
Now you sink like stones

So many paper ships
Cast off to sea
With hope in their creases
As soles stay dry

Alone

I feel the quilt for the seams
Fingerprints in the dream
And I see you beside me
Hand in mine
And I remember the little things

Memories falling as if leaves
As fall turns into spring
Please slow for just a moment
Hand in mine
As I reminisce passing little things

Beautiful girl
Untamed woman
A tapestry amongst the grey

She lives in technicolor
Her lips a plethora
Each shade lingering there

Her legs were bows of colored light
My fingers gracing her inners thighs
Reaching in so gently
Yet with purpose
Yet with passion

Watercolors

And these wounds will sing
Speak, dear blemishes, pray, sing
Tell of battles lost

Show, in scars, lessons
Remember the tears once shed
Cherish each new smile

Wounds, speak your old songs
Tell the world of wisdom gained
Through faults of our own

I have never seen such tears or heard such gentle cries
And never meet one deserving of the tears that leave your eyes
No lover, right or wrong, worthy of the sobs that bury joy
No creature that encapsulates the beauty you employ
Yet hear I stand gazing on this artistic travesty
A trifle that has broken you so undeservingly
For mere mem are not worthy of the tears that angels shed
My only wish that wings will rise from all the pain you've bled

Listen
Love
I may not be perfect
Or even perfect for you
But there another horizon
Where translucent is the heart who
Is waiting to just show
That there is perfect out there
Or at least
Perfect for you

Hearing
Sadness
So many hopes crushed
Not broken, but just stepped on
For you to pick up, wipe off
Your heart within your stomach
Scattering the butterflies
To places where you can’t reach
Because of wings
That are now broken

See
Passion
It’s right within reach
The perfection you seek so avidly
Perfect for you. Custom made
To fill ever crevice
To smooth every fault
To laugh, to cry, to agree, to disagree
But most of all
To love
You love

If I could find a way to fade away
To crawl away from love, the haze
The hands that shake, the heart that breaks
My feet that crumbles as if earthquakes
Are shaking ground that I stand on
The headache here, that heart that's gone
The crying still, the want, the will
To satiate this fervent chill
The ill I feel, the known unreal
Expectations that we steal
From the person who found it all
The rise that leads to final fall
And on we go, and on we've gone
Enforced, we run to chased the dawn
Only to reach the edge of worlds
Dropping to abyss, dismissed, unfurled
Until we found there's nothing left
In love, no life, in dreams, find death

Quiet pieces of my heart speak
As she starts there, I hear it repeat
Word that float and twist in the wind

Smiling at me, she clears her hair
Lovely girl who sits and stares
On the first fall day at summer's end

Can you hear them? They're calling
Pieces of my heart falling
Into her hand, melting serenely

Frozen inside an instance
Flowing in her mere presence
Eyes as deep blue as the furthest sea

Give a kiss and I will soar
She is all that I love for
Wondrous moments they stay so sweet

Place me here with you evermore
Pieces of my heart at your door
Pieces in your hand, so complete

My words echo
And float in the night
Till I’m not sure they’re mine
And there you stand
Apart from me
Each syllable slowing time

It’s a crap shoot
Because I’m far too proud
To claim words birthed from me
But to my surprise
I look at you
And I repeat

“Please don’t leave”

I’m a train wreck
Lack social grace
And a whirlwind of doubt
Why you stayed
So long in my arms
I can’t figure out

You are beautiful
I’ve said it before
I could stand to say it more
But you’ve come to this
And the fact are clear
Your hand’s at the door

So the walls break down
And the rivers run
My pride is all but drowned
My legs are weak
Buckling under me
Knees and tears hit the ground

I am not this man
And this is not the time
I know it hard to believe
But my love for you
Transcends my vanity
So stolen words form a plea

“Don’t leave...”

I am passionate
And it scares some
But it scare me most of all
I make my plans
Like a foolish man
And watch them as they fall

There’s not much here
I’m too much sometimes
Prices of passion through and through
I don’t act like this
For just anyone
But it pours out for you

Look me in the eye
I see what you see
Too much way too fast
You dictate to me
To speak my truths
As these moments may be our last

And my sword is words
And my shield my art
Vocation I so easily weave
But choking back tears
Floating words then fall
Etched in my heart

“Don’t leave me... please...”

Please.

Packing my childish thoughts, storing my dreams
Stabbed by reality and distant ambitions bleed out of me
Rainy is due for sun's shined in my head
Now comes for the part that I find I dread

Treading, no trudging down a word so detached
Imagination in the grey I find I lack
Here all is nothing and I want it all
In the end result of the fall

Pomegranate dawn, lay me down
Ivory moon, call to me
See that I may never touch the ground
Float me by on symphonies
Leave me in the haze, the cool of day
Wake me in awe on summer nights
Chase demons away with all your shades
Make darkness flee in the moonight
Keeping dream and dreamer both alive
Silently fading away
Ivory painted moon seizing my nights
Pomegranate dawns embrace my day

Sky studded with stars, burning now
Jay's egg blue painted morn
Falling to my face, dust on my brow
Waiting days ache to be born
Never will I again cry alone
Ever still will you carry me
Seeking just to rest in a place called home
Cabins by the crashing sea
Risen in the day to warm sunlight
Rocked to sleep by sheets of eve
As the ivory moon bid me, sleep tight
And pomegranate dawn awakens me...

Maybe I'm more than they think
But maybe I'm still less than what I ought to be
Potential going down the murky sink
But filling the street to where the people see
Here I stand a mirror of a man
A man who can be more than on par
Just because the crowd loves the band
Doesn't make you the biggest star

Where do pretty little dreams seem to climb
On what foreign aeroplane do they fly
Fluttering like butterflies on the breezes
Traveling at the speed of sound around me

Watch as pretty little girls go along
Clutching firmly onto me with tiny arms
Pretty girls, your daddy sees you are there
As pretty dreams float out your mind and through your hair

Where do wonders seem to cease within your eyes
Lovely in all their greens, a paradise
Pretty girl, pray, never cease to dream again
So I might see your dreamy smile 'round the bend

Stand still

I feel myself sinking
And inside I’m thinking
That each movement I’m making
Is pulling me deeper

Stand still

Focus on what you say
Always be sure to convey
Emotional and fervency, there’s no time to waste
Our lives are at stake

Stand still

I can feel every breath
Pulse thumping closer to death
Wondering where we went wrong in the right
And if your lovely eyes will again see the sunlight

Stand still

Capture this moment please
Sinking beyond the knees
Torso receding as I hold close to you
Wondering when the sinking will be through

Stand still

Take the deepest of breaths
I can see you’re scared to death
Hold closer to me as we are swallowed whole
And may God rest our soul

Forever standing
Still

Lovely girl across the world, in my state of mind you dwell
Your feet and legs covered in sand, your hair lettered with shells
Over, under, and inside my heart, your castle wins the prize
Making up in personality what you may lack in size

I've devised a cunning plan, you see, to bring us close together
And I'll enclose all the details in the contents of this letter
Not one more day can go by with me being so far from Grace
And so I'll trek over the land and seas so see the face

Of the heavenly traces on Earth, I'd say that your the best
A mixture of both sand and sea, blood, bone, and quirkiness
Hope this letter finds you in high spirits wherever you are
And that in the night someday we'll upon the very same stars

For the one who loves you has brought up all the sheets he could find
And brought scraps of lumber together will nails that bind
Into a vessel to weather the sea that splits you and I apart
So the two piece puzzle may have a chance to link into one heart

And though I know the shore is your first love overall
I hope you will come to me if I ever dare to call
And I will hold soon enough as I peak on past the day
And know your lover boy loves you forever and always

I hit the airwaves almost silently
Hoping out there, somewhere you'll hear me
Because it turns out radio time costs a lot
So here in the a.m., 3:13
I stop the easy going melodies
To tell you that last night you forgot your sock
Wait...
No...
I mean...
Yes you forgot it, but what I really mean
Is what happened last night doesn't regularly
Happen to me, like, ever. I swear
So, now that you know you're an innormality
In this life of mine that's not so lively
I think it's time that I clear the air
...waves
****....
Wait...
I have as much time as information on you
And the ******* we did left me a little unscrewed
As I looked in your eyes and I struggled with your bra
And a one-night stand, I'm not likely to do
But we did... well... a lot, some old stuff and some new
As you gyrated, bit, moved your hips, kissed, and clawed
Ooh...
Wow...
Um...
Times winding down and I've said nothing right
Even if I did, chances are you won't hear this tonight
But all I have is your sock and that's not very fair to me
So what I'm trying to say under that "ON AIR" light
Is that I want to see you again, maybe for a quick bite
So that you might be tempted to leave a new piece of clothing
Well...
Yeah...
Goodnight...