All is coming...
   All is here...

You are alive
    and you know it...
You are connected to All...

How can I explain it?
   How can All explain it to you?

It's always here...
   You're always alive...
      not always...
        but every day...
Every day of your life...

Life is precious...
All is coming...
    and All is leaving... one day...

I’ve given away all the pieces
Of my heart and my soul
Each of you carry me with you now
That way I know you won’t ever be alone
And maybe I can feel that way too

Whats happening?
What was once green and fruitful, is turning ripe.
But I am forbidden, and so are you.

I cant help but fall...but maybe its not you.
Its not you .thats making me fall. It could be anyone.
We all want that which we cannot have.

We lust for danger. We lust for that which we shouldn't touch.
But I did touch you, and you...
Was it my heart? Or was it a coincidence?

Maybe it could have been any other person,
Maybe it could have been me?
Maybe its because I haven't been in touch with me.

I want to dance the night away.
Alone.
But I like company.

All fruits ripen.
So it's a matter of time until you ripen as well.
But how can I preserve you forever?

I love you. And you love me.
I don't want you to ripen,
Yet...you're not helping yourself.

Ive tried...I still am. But i'm tired.
Ive crossed no lines, yet made connections.
But i don't want to give up.

Am I Adam; in a garden only allowed to touch one fruit?
Am I Eve; tempted to try out new things.
Am I Lucifer; only satisfied when all else collapses around me.

I want to dance the night away.
Light a cigarette on the bridge.
I want to be alone.

Not because i want to.
But because you wont understand...
You wont understand me, you'll label me.

Im cruel: You're right.
Im harsh: You've got it.
Im unworthy: Im sorry.

Im the father of my own sins,
Im the son of my own darkness,
Im the spirit of my own demise.

To make connection
such stark satisfaction
evades me these days
I try to make conversation
Fight my own evasion
no luck, to my dismay
Every day is a challenge
I work to scavenge
my strength, whittled away
I just need a friend
Someone to depend
Before I lose my way

Have you ever felt this,
That you know someone
Without really knowing them.

That you hold someone,
Without really  holding  them.

That you see someone,
Without really seeing them.

That you hear someone,
Without really hearing them.

That you feel someone,
Without them being close enough.

That you call out to them,
And their soul whispers back!

they say life is a highway
that way or my way
where it ends i can't say
that depends on the places
the places i'll be
and faces i'll meet
the names that i'll greet
and friends that i'll keep
but how many will leave
and how many are left

will you follow me
to where this life ends
when i'm on my knees
will you hold my hand
will i get to see
flowers on my grave
a familiar face

cause at the end of the day
when i'm gone, far away
and you're left here to stay
will you hold on to me
like a sweet memory
will i make you laugh
or just make you cry
be the tears in your eyes
will that be too much
or just enough

With the sound of shuffling leaves
I gaze at the moon
With you on my mind
And I will you to glance up, too,
And I wonder if you will.
I wonder if we’ll ever find ourselves
Gazing up to the sky
Miles apart
And so connected
With the blue light
That shines in our eyes
As the strings to our hearts
Strengthen again.
Love me until the end
As I will love you.