There is sun on the leaves,
And birds in the trees,
Today they are singing with me,
A sweet melody of brightness and joy,
They think spring has come and the winter is running,
The snow all has melted the sun is abroad ,
Though the winter chill left small subtle scars,
Theres the tree that died when the winter came in,
And a man in an alleyway bottle in hand,
Now just a husk,
And even though living we begin to rust,
Yet still when i sing I'm reminded of spring ,
With the winters wind a running.

Don't fret over the dross my boy,
Its been there an age.
Cluttered boxes filled with spare time,
yet none of it brought anymore time than was wasted.
all the things that keep the dark at bay,
And the mind quite and safe

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

What you just said ,
Sent a shiver down my spine,
Ill try to keep it off my face,
Rather than showing what i really feel,
Because how i feel is scary,
And it drives people away.

I may have broken something inside of me,
All the happy things that where,
Are now just memories.
The days they pass all to fast,
No time to sit and mend,
So the crack in glass will shatter that which was a whole,
And i feel their splinters deep within my soul.
Perhaps ill take the scattered things,
To make a new mosaic of me,
Maybe rearranging things will make a man out of me,
And sometimes ill dream of who i used to be.

~                              Here comes the rain
                           As winter turns to spring
                            There was a dying boy
                      But the rain gave him life again
                   withered stalks and browning fields
                                  Will gasp with joy
                      as soon they'll be turning green
                        bees are flying tending flower
                           for spring has come again
                            Raining is flowing down
                       It feels like tears are on my skin
                           Enjoy today before to long
                         Autumn winds will blow again

I used to think there was a secret room
In the dead space between
Full of whispered words
And secret things
Words that no one has ever heard
But then i grew
And thought i knew
That pipes filled those spaces
But now and then
I remember the spaces between
Sometimes As i drift to sleep  
I hear the whispered words
Of secret things that lie between

I wouldn't trade who i am for anyone
And i hate myself
So what do you think i feel of you

Ive been sent out ,
From the place where i have lived,
Now i live in a box beside a bridge,
The shirt on my shoulders the shoes on my feet,
These are the only things left to me,
I walk through this wasteland where it never snows,
The sun beat down and burned my clothes,
I still wish i had some things that I've lost,
Yet paying whats owed and owning the cost,
Is the price that is eventually paid,
And here now i stay kneel here and pray,
For things they must get better.

Its the fur you wrap around yourself
As you step into the void

The void of utter loneliness
Into the dark thats felt inside

Clutching shadow desperately
No one to see the scars

Nothing up above your head
Not a single ******* star

The winter winds howl ever here
And alone it keeps you warm

Bitter thoughts are ****** friends
But there far better than none

The wind expressed through dying leaves
         An overwhelming undertow a silent tide
               On the hill the girls mind has gone
                   Craving past memories burned deep
                      Desperately drowning in life's sorrow
                                See the scars in her eyes
                     The sadness she can no longer hide
              Gone are the days of 'I'm just fine'
       Now she just sits and stares
As the world goes by

~  

                          Ranting and raving
                        Scrimping and saving
                  The words you hold in reserve
                        The breadth and width
                            Of words unsaid
                  Says more than you ever could
                           Waxing and waining
                           Your ever disdaining
                    The lines are writ on your face
                               I read between
                              to see to be seen
                The secrets you've kept in your heart
                     With the knowing and showing
              You can better understand who you are
                            The silence between
                              What you are now
                         And what you have been
                Is the silence that holds you from me.
                                              ~

Reflecting patterns from sun on shade
Reflect on life and the choices we've made
Remember times in youths glade
And as it passed adults it made
As the lights pass from the days
we return to the ground we've laid

Her skin smells of the petals of a winter rose,
That the years have turned to stone,
A brutal flower in rocky soil ,
That once was a heart ,
As fair as summer as winters never came,
But the waining of a life's moon,
Brought winter in feeling to soon,
The oceans of youth dried to deserts of age,
And her rosy cheeks now left lines on her face,
The echoes of beauty lost as evening falls,
As bright eyes left dimmed,
That beauty never to be seen again,
And laying down she sheds a tear,
To all the lost and forgotten years ,
When the taste was sweet,
Yet now left bitter and cold,
Oh how cruel it is growing old.

Close your eyes
Its time to die
The little death
*We die each night

Rain falls down splashing at the ground that lies in front of me,
Though i hear the whisper of water drops talking to me,
No i don't hear the thunder i see the rain,
It falls for miles all around me,
And though i feel the pain i don't have to let it strain,
The darkness lies on me but with your light i can see,
Awake me from this dream and its become reality,
I felt that i had dreamed for so many years it seemed,
But your sweet gentle kiss across my finger tips,
Awoke me from my  slumber,
My dreams they all came true and i can sit and wait for you,
Out there on the porch we grow up we grow old ,
But this was all a dream a fading memory,
A kiss before you leave before you know its been gone,
Maybe when i sleep if i dream ill dream with you,
hand in hand we will move toward the door,
Into the dark but our love will light our hearts,
You lead And ill follow you into the night.

~                     History maligned
                      I have come to find
                    The past come round
                          To start again
               And go back down the slide

~     Sometimes Its to much
*And i feel i may bleed to death of it

This
This is what you pay to love
Take it in
To watch it burn slow
Just a reminder sometimes
*It would be better to let it go

Entropy becomes me
As i drift to sleep
*Fare well

Slipping slowly into sobriety,
It feels like an old shirt that doesn't quite fit,
Im done with all the smoke and tears.
Its time to stand ,
And take responsibility for who i am.
To slip this skin and make it new again.

Sometimes its right,
Sometimes things work out right,
Sometimes the stars align ,
And sometimes the dream dies,
Sometimes you come,
Sometimes you leave,
Sometimes the sun shines,
And sometimes the wind blown leaves,
Sometimes its right,
Sometimes it lasts all night,
Sometimes theres beauty in the moonlight ,
But sometimes we fall ,
Sometimes we shouldn't have come at all,
Sometimes the ugly things are seen,
Sometimes you wake with tears on your face,
And sometimes we die.
Sometimes there isn't a choice,
Sometimes we have no voice,
Sometimes where left behind,
And sometimes we find beauty in our own minds,

Someday soon
  Ash and bone
We will be too

I am not what i look like
I am not my tattoos
I am not my disabilities
I am not my body
I am more than what you see
I am the light that identifies with infinity
I am a splinter of the Devine as you are
And someday when this body dies
And is laid in the ground
My soul will go out to everything
So there is no need to cry
Ill be with you
Because My spirit never died

I was lost,
Never found.
Deep within this winter ground,
Its always cold ,
Where no light is found,
Broken empty hearts,
Lay all around.
Tears that fell ,
The wind that howls,
Through standing stones,
With words writ on them.
Like he was home,
Our little boy went back to stone.
Or she was loved,
Though she died to young.
our fathers here,
And we still do mourn.
Or mothers warmth turned to stone,
Yet weep no more for we are home.

~                           Its appears that you failed to hear
                                     The words i spoke to you
                     The chirp of crickets in smooth velvety night
                             Thats all i hear you've left me dear
                                     So here ill sit and ponder
                               Of many things the lights within
                                       Shall slowly rediscover
            So in my mind i may find the peace that i uncovered
                     I may sleep to dream to dream of starlight

Just like love
                                  The heart knows
                                                                           Its time to break
                                       And broken
                                                                    Light leaves the world
                                    Leaving me cold
When love leaves the world
                                   All hearts are still

Well the summer has come
As i wither in the sun
104 today at your door
Even the breeze
Doesn't give any ease
Where are the gentle rains
Ill have to wait for autumn again

Away the silence went the day my heart left.
Sunlight trickled through though ill be gone.
Cold love inside tears forgotten lost in time.
Broken lay the wind it left old leaves on the stone,
There once grew roses when the winter came.
Tomorrow may dream of spring,
But today in autumn rains.
Yet the day when summer rolls our way,
Its not so long away.
Gentle dreams on warmest breeze,
And in the gorgeous evening haze,
We dream we dreamed our lives away.

Inside time,cold broken love.
Memory knows my face these days.
The ****** years are passing like leaves on the wind.
Today my hearts spring,gentle dream.
Tomorrow feel the light and hope they stay.
The evening circle has fallen.
Whispered poison of fading joy.
Sweet past things gently dying,
I return there where she was buried,
Lay the Lilly on the grave ,
Then turn and walk away.

Love
Kiss the tears from my face

Sleep
Bring me sweet relief

Life
Comes with joy and sorrow

Morning
*Bring peace tomorrow

~                Hello hello hello hello
     Goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye
                    *And thats all there is

Oh fei
My constant companion
I love you
But I think you may have a problem
It's time for an intervention
You ball trippin puppy
No more seeking toads
That take you on psychedelic roads

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.

Somewhere there is a room.
Where there are boxes.
Filed away for some other day.
Who i used to be and all i ever see,
Is filed there unconsciously.
I feel so alone .
different.  disconnected.
Somewhere i know there is a box.
That keeps my light inside,
I know because it knows the light will never die.
Someday when the box is gone and buried in the ground,
The light the light goes back to where it once was found,
So don't you cry it was only my body that died.

The light was embered coal,
That danced within your soul,
As the sky fled from the evening,
And once again alit the coin that silvered in the night,
Though not bright its gentle light would guide me from the shadows,
The air is chilled as whipper will cried into the darkness,
As wind will moan I'm not alone deep within my chasm,
A dream of light some other night with darkness all around me,
And dream well on until the sun sweeps the dark horizons ,
As light will soon so i shall too retreat into the morning.

There are times in life
Times to run
Times to walk
Times to laugh
Times to cry
Times to love
Times to lie
Times to shiver on a winter night
Times to listen
Times to speak
Times when stillness will be achieved
Times for sleep in hope of dreams
Times to watch the falling leaves
Times to feel that summer breeze
Times for you and times for me
There is time to live
And we will all find the time to die
The time for our bodies to return to the light

If your ever lost
Just click your heels three times
**** still lost
They ****** lied

There will be dreams
There will come pain
There will be love
There will come sadness


Yet there will be wonder
As great as anything
There will be tears
And there will come rain
But thats only to wash them away


There will be hope
There will come mourning
There will be joy
There will come loss


There may be redemption
As long as we don't stop
There will be life

~                                Away went the light
                          There was silence in my heart
                        The day i left the things I've lost
                       Inside the wind there where tears
                       Old dreams where like memory's
          Life left years for love but we have to face the winter
                     Cold i lay gentle hearts fire gone out
                     Someday beauty may grow from me
                 Slowly passed and filled the autumn moon
                   Midnight summers is where i will dream
                        Find me where you first found me
                             Under blue shattered sky's
           Starlit corner where are whispers turned to starlight
                              Beneath the weeping tree
                              In the valleys of our youth

Gentle drops of crystal
Rain over
to wash me clean

Away the memory went,
Leaving broken faith,
Lost hope for better days.

when the grass has grown old,
and the body lays cold in the browning wheat,
the evening tears have fallen leaving diamond traces,
a nightingale sings a somber song, it sounds like a maiden weeping,
and like the ghost of the wind
I lay in the wheat field

~                     *         In our hearts there is a lacking
                                       We made these boxes meant for stacking
To build our pyramids right to the top
                                 In hope to fill the hole
                                             But in truth we've no control
       In this stream of life were ascending
                         And we are all just pretending
                              To look full and whole to the rest of the world
       But maybe its just a tax
                         To these lives that where attached
         So that hole will be full
                                      once we've gone
                             Yet still I'm wrapped inside this coil
      That with it brings turmoil
               Though i am still young
                      I feel my soul is old and done
     So with what time i have left
                                              I will sit and take deep breaths
                             And listen gently to the falling rain

Told of past dreams that lay deep forever,
True fear is deepest black a shadowed haze around me,
Yet lay it down for a moment so i can sleep easy,
And in the past where beauty sleeps,
Ill rap itself around me,
Though fear is near and black is night,
Ill sleep my baby dear,
So shed a tear the deeps are here ,
But hush my baby dear,
On longest day my way is done ,
The wind will rock your basket.