What to Listen?

My heart tells me we’ll never be apart
But my mind tells me it’s upon us
Upon us like a rain cloud over our day
Upon us like a hawk, a youngling it’s pray
My heart tells me we’ll never be apart
But my mind tells me love has long but past us

Loneliness

Young Lion cub I’m still afraid
Because everybody’s going to leave anyways
And I’ll be stuck here in my valley
The valley I built for me and my soul mate
Only my imprint on the flower bed
Only broken peddles on my broken spirit

I’m afraid I’ll never get to escape
Because to escape is to have everything you need
And the only thing that can take that away
Is everything else

Philosopher Kings

Let beauty only shine in the reflection of truth
Under smogless skies the individual breathes
Learns grace, learns love and is taught to fly
Apart from society from birth
Destined to pave roads he will never walk on
Write words never read until he is long gone
Never shall the philosopher kings reign
Never shall mans mind stray from present days

Sorrowful Breath

The hand it clenches and holds
Squeezes tight, takes breath from the soul
A wall that can’t be torn
An emotion of which you can’t be sure

In clear words I am not a peace
Such a concept has never seemed so far from me
The words I create escape me
She has never seemed so far from me
Thus, the more her breath, takes me

Coffin Door

Fingers bleed from scratching my coffin door
My finger nails are broken and torn
Empty air gives my lungs a firery sore
Above me my love she morons
I give her a year before she shows her true inner whore
I just a tattered memory washed up on shore
I’ll always regret knowing the word more
Oh why, oh why did I shut my own coffin door?

Fatal Tranquility

The living take the breaths they’ll never swallow
To fill their lungs of a greed of false happiness
To create a fire of fatal tranquility
A fire that burns the blind ones with unfair chances
Make no mistake, temporary happiness as an equal opposite side

Raven

When will the black rain end?
When will the black reign end?
When will the rains reign end?
When will the raven swoop again?
When will the worms learn to fend?
When will these dark memories mend?
When will I be able to love again?

Holes

The hands escape the holes from beside my bed
Laugh wickedly then approach my head
These hands they carry
Dark thoughts of beautiful fairies
A light I can never marry

When will dark thoughts be too heavy to carry?
Sending these hands into the holes
Out of my head and away from my bed

I Am Awake

I can't believe id depravate my own sleep
Why do I choose to avoid dream
And stare into the black world
The colour of misguided saints

It brings moistness to my eye
A drizzle down the hill side
Under the grey sky,
Takes wings and learns to fly
... And spreads...

In the background adagio it plays
The feeling of your soul in empty space
Of a walnut tree shattering over time
I am awake

Artist

No matter the future, no matter if fame
Or misunderstood always the same
I will always be the truest
The truest form of artist
Trapped in suburbia a concrete bee hive
Never reached, never looked upon
I sit here writing my own eulogy
Which, just conveniently happens to be my biography
Composing my own requiem
Transposing emotions to words
Basking in the finest least heard form

Into the Light

I am you, the you, you don’t know
Now follow me and I’ll teach you to fly
Abandon you fears and unchain your eyes
The shadows on the cave wall lie
Now upward we fall into the sky
Into the truth, into the light

Those Who Burn

As I rest my eyes I am propelled into a sleep
With foggy memories that could only belong to a dream
But within this fantasy I found a meaning with reality
What he was astonishes me a mix of a dream a reality
A yellow elephant I saw at first glance
But As I examined him I found two trunks instead of one
Two trunks that meet at first webbed and the parted at the end

He spoke to me deeply but softly
He spoke a code of deep philosophy
He spoke with a twist and a hint of poetry
He told me those who burn still breathe
And those who breathe still have minds of free
And breathe the peaceful air we’ve all come to share
Those who burn still breathe and must be seen as individuals that breathe

I think of what he told me
Those who burn still breathe
Those who burn have minds of free
We all breathe and that’s how we should be seen
I think of what he told me
Those who burn still breathe
And those who burn have love yet to be seen

All We Need

Of where we dance on rainbows
And fly on magic carpets of star dust
We burn industry's material lust
Let the oak tree spring out and let the knowledge grow
Let all good within innocence show

Of a place of pure beauty we tare
A greed we love, backstab and share
To blind hearts eyes of loves and silky hair
Oh if I could, I’d choose to be anywhere

Just two songs, two valley’s built for one
We're left with the equation of true loves sum
Away from the hogs and the war machines
Away from the temporary happiness scene
Just you and I, that's all we need

Ode to Adagio For Strings

A song of a classic case
A perfect preservation of emotion,
Deep within the human soul
Everlasting, through time and era race
Softly in the mind Adagio plays
Softly plays, Adagio for Strings

Souls That Cry

In this forest of crying souls
There's a man who walks alone
He's got one word in his mind
Her name is Suicide

As he fastens the rope
To the tree of last hope
He slips as he ties the only knot he knows

Oh, oh, oh suicide
You're the only one on our side

He steps on a stump
And a sad song hums
Destiny cries out jump

Oh, oh, oh suicide
You're the only one who hears our cries

He's soon to followTo love birds long ago
Those written words that can't be lost

Oh, oh, oh suicide
You're our only chance left
Our only chance of escaping death

In this forest time knows not
And hears no limits of laws
I guess that's why bodies take so long to rot

Oh, oh, oh suicide
You've always been in the back of our minds
"Our" being the left behind

He realizes it's time
Time to end his time
After so many years talking to mimes

Oh, oh, oh Miss suicide
I have to thank you I had a pleasant night
Cause now I’m just another soul that cries
staring into the endless tree line
When do I get my second try?