In our caskets,
Our cadavers they lay
the rain is pouring and the clouds are gray

Six feet under we'll rest
In heaven we're nothing but guests

Hell, our forever home
Our world, where everyone is alone

We die,
And a gift of salvation, we're blessed

In our caskets
Our cadavers they rest.

I need you like oxygen,
Want to drink you down like the freshest spring
Mesmerize my sight I don’t want to see another thing
Unless it’s those diamond eyes,
Sparkling refracting lives
I’d spend just to come inside
Find my way home in the fabrics of your soul
Oh, I’m on my way home.

I need you like adrenaline
Bring you mountains if you’re feeling too short on your molehills
We can fight until the sun comes up
If it’ll make you riled, and let me see your wild
I don’t want to hear another thing,
Unless it is the way you moan,
Cooing warmth up my spine
I’ll take you there, make you mine
On my way home.

I need you like you’re ******.
Want to feel your kiss enter my veins
Subdue me with your lips
High from the way your tongue fits
Swirling around connected like an interlock
Singular soul, pneuma, so spiritual in your touch,
I’m thirsty with my lust,
And I’m on my way home.

I need you like oxygen,
Breathing you in
As your scent tickles my senses
I’m hearing colors, seeing sounds
Found my forever space within your heart
Oh, I’m on my way home.

I want to go home
where is it?
Where is home?
Is it here
or is it there?
I don't think it's anywhere.

State to state
I want to escape
I want to leave
but where do I go?
I want to leave
I want to leave
I want
to
leave

But where do I go?

How many miles
Must one roam
To find a place
That feels like home;
What does it need
Lest it decay
And leave me to wander
Yet again;
If there is such place
Where I feel free
I really just hope
That you're there with me

Near  A River That Runs Deep

There's A Place With No Streets

Where I Love To BE On my Own

And Greet The Silence Of Being HOME...

In the Silence & Debra Lea Ryan
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G6-EM/A -EM
26.04.2025