Wandering down an empty road
making a new path
a new life is born
a new piece of history
just waits to unfold

Driving past the city streets
in an alley is a seat
for the homeless, more a palace
where more then the rats come to feast

Sailing past the fish in the sea
looking in the water
ripples tearing through
soft glaze of the sun's reflection

Crawling through the woods at night
animals searching for a bite
jumping in a tree with all their might
forcing life to stop.

Wandering down an empty road
making a new path
a new life is born
a piece of history
that can never turn back.

I dream of your tears like a midnight moon
I feel your pain, but who can I trust saying that too?
Who would understand how I do?
Or why?
Why do you do that to yourself?
So that you cry?
I know how it feels to be alone
To be so depressed that you want to die
I know that feeling all to well
Just as I know your pain
Can you help me make things the way they were meant to be?
I feel the blood running down my hand
Was it all just a dream?

A tree grown with care
Will never be bare

Loving words will help it rise
Through the dirt, to the sky

From the ground it will soar
In the yard forever more

With it's branches it will clasp
All the woods in it's grasp.

the needles will keep the limbs intact
While the cones become a snack

The squirrels will play, the birds will sing
From the branches, to the swing

It only takes a little work,
a little love, and a lot of dirt.

i hear the crickets
i listen to the thunder
i hear the phone hang up
and i listen to the sirens screaming

i bite my tounge
i taste the rain
i bite my lip
and i taste the salt

i inhale the aromas
i smell the storm
i inhale the thick air
and i smell the dirt

i touch the sink
i feel the metal
i touch the floor
and i feel the pain

i see white walls
i imagine another life
i see my blood
and i imagine your face

She's a broken angel
floating over the sea
she's waiting
waiting to be free
free from broken hearts
and broken lives

she's a broken angel
looking for a key
she's really not sure
where it could be
she's tired of lost hopes
and lost dreams

she's a broken angel
with no place to be
she lives amongst you and me
she wants to find her place
a place she can call her own

she needs to feel like a person
without a fear
she has some requests
which she needs to feel complete

she's a broken angel
floating over the sea
she's waiting
waiting to be free.

My heart stopped
synced to the dial tone

I knew I'd never hear your voice again

And suddenly I couldn't breath
as if a plastic bag was hung over my head

The world will end in a thunderstorm
brought on by the wind
and followed by a hurricane

The night is growing colder
as the clouds complete the sky

Those words played back
a broken record in my head

You said everything would be okay

But the walls were closing in
as if the world was tightening its grip

The world will end in a thunderstorm
brought on by the wind
and followed by a hurricane

The night is growing colder
as the clouds complete the sky

Please don't let this feeling be the last
I can't hold on to such a thought

And please keep close to my heart

It's outside in the back
sitting on the swing

and the storm is coming.