Four Directions, there are, for you to perceive.
Four Directions, at the center there is me.
If I could see in Four Directions, no one could see me..

If I could only see in Four Directions, I truly would be free.
Four Directions, creating space around me.
Four Directions, if I could only see..

If I could see in Four Directions, I would be you and you would be me.
Four Directions, we could trade and see, what it would be like
to perceive Four Directions,

If we could only see..

Correct my mistakes
   Not my life
     So I can learn what to do
    When to do them
   What to pay attention to
     What to forget
   I'll be a monster if I want to
         Or a innocent flower

Time slows when the pen touches the pad.
Eternity gives me a bank of time, something I've never had.
Sand slithering and slipping through my hands.
Staring at the moment trying to get ahead, oh **** there goes my plans.

Part of a bigger picture.

I'll never fall faint to the pressure and the stricture.
Running till my heart stops.
And I reach the top.
But no I don't stop.
Return to the urn that my ashes are in.
Moving from one side to the next begin the end and begin again.
I go in circles. Back tracking everywhere I've been.

Learning and growing.
Owning and knowing.
My mistakes are plenty.
So many.
But I acknowledge the fact.
So I can make the pact.

To stand tall to that very same wall.
That stopped me before.
I'm tearing it down, but there's always more
but that's okay because eternity goes on forever
and this is war.

In this world
we walk on the roof of hell,
gazing at flowers.

Bring me

A time where food was for eating;
Thus, no hunger, nor over eating.
A time where clothes were for warmth;
Thus, no cold, no glamour.
A time where night did not sheath criminals;
Thus, dreams were merrily spoken.
A time where humanity was whole;
Thus, no discrimination.
A moment where time didn't exist;
Thus, no one sweated being late.

Time came and it went..