Feeling wanted could be evidence of friends
Until their loyalty is finished taunting
Knowing family is what introduces hope
Hope is what tempts someone to trust
the mystery of friendships will always stand in grey
The taste of rejection is putrid and sour
The aftertaste is bitter and lasting
The death of a friendship pierces even the numbest hearts
Lukewarm friends will never last
Never stay true or care to look from your vantage point
Fed up friendships destroy all innocence
The scars still have a pulse when I'm around them
Chaos has no place in this lyric, but it is here
Fighting for freedom like the carrot on the stick
If no one's caring enough let's get this over with
Maybe all the smoke that follows them will be a warning
Maybe these raw wounds will destroy and repeated mistakes
Friendships are Loyal, Trustworthy, and ready to compromise
NOT disposable
Mar 10, 2011
Mar 10, 2011 at 10:14 AM UTC
Iron hearts may never yeild
If love's inquiries are revealed
But I for one, have one for all
That iron hearts can not conceal
A frigid time is where we stand
When all our foes are hand in hand
But I have seen the mountains fall
And make a home in broken lands
A life for living not complaining
While love and light are still remaining
A hope beyond the shadow wall
We fell behind when love was gaining
An iron heart will overlook
The beauty in our global nook
Among the stars we seem so small
But it truly is a glorious life afterall
Feb 21, 2011
Feb 21, 2011 at 7:54 PM UTC
Verse 1
Still air is around you
As you stand on the line
The silence resounding
And you’re taking you’re time
The grass looks so much greener
On the other side
But you’ve been there and you found
That you think you need won’t make you feel alive
Pre Chorus
You’re just trying to live a life
You’re just trying to breathe tonight
Chorus
So we build our houses board by board
As we search the world something more
Than just ourselves and the love the we need tonight
As we try to find how to feel alive
Verse 2
You’re climbing the ladder
And your gaining in speed
But you feel you’re successes
And it’s not what you need
Is there something missing when
Your buried in your never ending goals
Tell me why do you chase a high
That won’t make it through the lows
Pre Chorus
You’re just trying to fight a fight
You’re just trying to feel free tonight
Bridge
If we could see like the blind man
Would it open up our eyes
If we could hear like the deaf
Would we still listen to the lies
If we could sing with a mute tongue
Until the day we die
Maybe we'd find how to feel alive
Feb 20, 2011
Feb 20, 2011 at 8:32 AM UTC
I never even
Intended this success
To cause limits
Feb 19, 2011
Feb 19, 2011 at 5:03 PM UTC
I didn't know how late it was
when I called you
I really didn't care because
I missed you
exhaustion made a gap between
the place we were and needed to be
and I was too tired to know
too tired to show you
I was too tired to love
I was too blind to see you
try to break through
I was too tired to love
But you woke me up
I left your smile as a milestone
when I kissed you
I knew that I could share alone
if I had you
but when exhaustion put a gap between
the place we were and needed to be
you woke me up
Feb 18, 2011
Feb 18, 2011 at 8:07 AM UTC
I shot a glance past the pastures and the fields
And they looked so inviting
They said to me, “come walk among
Our thorns and our burrs in dim lighting”
But my eyes could not see the thorns
So I flew through the fields
And I stopped only after
after I felt the blood on my heels
One Hundred paces deep in a camouflage despair
I stood there in the cold night
With too little to wear
And said
“Why was I so easily swayed
by the cover of the dark?”
Because among these thorns and burrs
I’ve lost my one and only heart
A Chorus
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll awake without your sight
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly
I saw a man with a lantern walk past the field
And called to him
But my secret was revealed
He knew of the thorns in the field
And he called back to me and said, “son if you need me
Then you must not need yourself”
And I saw scars on his hands, feet and side
And knew in my lost heart that he could help
Another Chorus
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll be asleep by first light
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly
So I gagged on my pride and said,
“if you have scars how are you any better than I?”
and he replied, “son I have these scars
from when I found your lost heart about to die”
I said, “show me my heart
And I will trust that you are here for my rescue”
And the man replied, “Son
Your heart is the fields and the thorns among you”
A Third
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll believe that you are right
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly
I hated him for what he said
And took a step toward where he stood
But fell upon the ground in pain
And there was no moving on
even if I thought I could
I shook on the ground in the cold and the burrs
And I yelled to the man with the lantern and said,
“how could I be causing myself so great a pain?
It seems to me that you’re the one to blame!”
The man replied, “Son! You ask of me a question!
And then cringe at the reply!
You do not use the pretty words!
And so neither will I!”
I thought then blurted back,
“so you will leave me here to die?”
he said, “Son I wish you life,
but you must need me to survive”
A Fourth
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll shake when you can’t fight
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly
I lay on my only heart
Not to ready to say goodnight
I said to myself, “if this is me
then I will cause my own loss!”
And I heard the man begin to walk across
I said, “I cannot live in my heart
And my heart will never stop
And I felt the man begin trampling the crop
I said, “I cannot heal my wounds!
My heart has run me dry!”
The man leaned over me with lantern bringing light
Kissed me on the head and said,
“Son now you need me,
let the thorns and thistles die
Because if you need me, you must not need yourself
A Fifth and Final Chorus
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll believe you know what’s right
The only way that You’ll escape
Is to trust the man with light
Feb 17, 2011
Feb 17, 2011 at 6:19 PM UTC
There is a blank piece of paper
Crumpled up
Into a ball
It’s at the bottom of the garbage
In the room
Across the hall
You can find it buried far
Beneath the pile of black and white
Failed attempts to write a love song
Instead of what I said tonight
On this paper is the chance
To make the battles
Fade away
Take it out and fix the wrinkles
That started recently
To fray
If I could take this piece of paper
Down the hall
And in the trash
I would write a single word
To take away
The recent past
There is a blank piece of paper
That shows the bottom of her heart
And I’ll write love where it had ended
So that I’ll have a place to start
Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 8:32 PM UTC
Yule envelope your being
With imperfect generosity
Yule be swept by the tide
Of beloved ambiguity
Yule christen the emerald
And new ruby revelation
To unviel the contingency
of a jubilant nation
Yule welcome the lesson
In manger and hay
And You will show love
For the rest of your days
Dec 25, 2010
Dec 25, 2010 at 2:22 PM UTC
When the One makes an appearance
With Loss and with Love
It drops us back at the beginning
and the world keeps spinning
When it feels bittersweet
That a victory happened
We find our love never thinning
as the world keeps on spinning
When the world keeps on spinning
through Loss and through Love
Is it heartless to rotate?
While there's movement above?
The world keeps on spinning
and this life will do the same
because there is Glory in death
and Memory in his name
So the world, always spinning
is ignoring our loss?
or is it gently reminding
of a life and a cross
How the world carries wisdom
as it keeps on it's way
it makes return to earth easier
after such a beautiful day
When the world keeps on spinning
may you never forget
that this life isn't half
of what we haven't got yet
Dec 23, 2010
Dec 23, 2010 at 8:27 AM UTC
You are blue motion
Moving one way, and the other
But you know your course
You know your ocean
You know no compromise
But compromise knows you
It cannot sway your current
Compromises' wet demise
You are stubborn to truth
And will not be decieved
I long for your traits
For your navy reprieve
You're rapid and faithful
You move with decision
I now understand
I have been blinded by dry vision
Dec 19, 2010
Dec 19, 2010 at 8:05 PM UTC