Where i was I've never been and when I'm there its new to me,
A sea of sorrow i swam to be nowhere to go no place to flee,
And as i walked this empty road it seems the sides are made from bone,
Its all a river flowing patiently and there i am in the gentle stream,
As time move on it changes me but in my heart you'll always be,
The sun beats down await the sound of singing birds up in the leaves,
And where i go I've never been yet its still new until the end,
So hope tomorrow ill  find less sorrow and find the light that shines within,
That holy glow that in my soul will always hold,
And when my coil is old and grey and my light flees to everywhere,
All that is it will be ok come shining sun or winters grey,
There is a place ive always been and in your heart there is room for me,
Not for my gain but for the chance there is something of worth in me.

When i feel the wind blow across the lonely empty plain,
A chilling tickle tingle on my cheeks ,
Across the great plain a vast wasteland ,
Yet sometimes it rains ,
And when it does the fields turn green ,
There is a subtlely  pleasant smell ,
It makes me think of gentle nights alone apon the plain,
In the grass i lay the night for mornings sweet revival ,
And in that time i breathe no more back to natures green embrace,
And with the wind i blow now through your hair and off your cheek.

where was i just now?i found myself eye to eye with a crack id almost fallen into,but no recollection of how i had come here,there on the precipice i gathered my worldly belonging ,which mostly consists of my body and what clothes on my back,and so i turned from the void, i chose life ,though i may find the chasm again  and next time i may fall.

Its strange how everyone know you when your standing, yet when  you've fallen they would happily tread on and trample you into the past,
Its strange how things change, we are wed to the present our past the baggage and the future holds our breath  ,its to bad we cant be grateful for every breath, i would give you a flower if we werent in the wasteland , nothing around but sand and standing clouds, as long as we are together its ok ill just make a castle out of sand
Ill pretend like its my land we can settle down and change

End of the line, we had a good time, we danced we sung we sent our love to everyone, even though we are old and gray we still have memory's of summer days, and tears seep now echoing the fear, of last days of sweetness gone away buried before we layed, getting old seems rather cold what was given is taken away.

She found me, but to late,
By then I had lain for hours,
life's warmth had ebbed,
Leaving only cold.  
She couldn't see the streaks,
Where my last tears kissed the earth,
There was a bitter little smile,
That she wore, for seeing me like this,
It had come to her I had finally found peace,
Though she railed against it before I passed.
no more pain nor sorrow, no ache,        
nor tomorrow,
Silent now, her gently creased brow,before the. Storm erupts and washes her away, she stood for me after I had gone away as the wind whispered my love, I was carried gently away

So life in pain, its my life from day to day,
My mornings greet me with agony ,my evenings filled with cold wounds throbbing, yet still I wake to face the day, even though tears stream down my face, few will see them,who would care, a broken young man with the thousand mile stare.