You take a ****
Maybe even crack a joke
The dull comes alive
Music becomes a door
To another world,another place
Losing track of time when you hear that bass

Problems seem to find solutions, that might just be crazy enough to work
Flashbacks on a movie reel runs across your mind.  Back to that door

Of possibilities

Our conversations were volcanos erupting
Hot, heavy and life shattering
Now we're reduced to water cooler talk
About the weather and the new office space...

She was a friend of a friend,

She was shy and had beautiful black hair, but the real beauty came out as I got to know her.
Her laugh was rare but well worth the wait,
Her eyes just simply empowered me,
She caught me looking, I gave a smile

Time went by and my mind just blew like a rocket going to space.
She's always on my mind but I'm scared.
I don't  get a reading from her, does she feel the same..?

I mustn't dare find out, as the question alone is enough to brake down our home,

I feel that I have failed
To do the one thing I was designed to do

To pour my heart into the empty spaces in your chest
To replace the raging chaos in your mind with the bright light that leaks from my lips
To give you a sense of belonging when the world denies you

I feel that I have failed
To do the one thing I was designed to do

To hold you so tightly that your broken pieces would mold back into one
To put your insecurities to sleep inside of my bones
To dry your tears with my hands that will soak up every last one of your fears

I feel that I have failed
To do the one thing I was designed to do

I feel that I have failed
Failed to save you

Two bare trees in a forest
Forage of leaves
That left us naked
Ashamed
Half Way Afraid
Your branches reached for mine
Like cold hands cover colder feet
On bitter winter nights
The moon scared you
& you still laid yourself across the night for me
Your back fragile and fidgety
Hard to sit still when you're a moving target
They hate the way you wait for me
They despise the way you wave to me
Every blow of the wind and opportunity to be closer
You ride the breeze so bravely
Not knowing which way it will blow
They don't see the beauty in you now
A marvelous story untold
I have never seen them yet I know the fragrance of your fruit is bold
In all your ripeness is your righteousness
This season is for the harvest
soon you shall reap all you have sown
When autumn comes be proud of just how much you've grown

The locals gather
Forever
Watching the
King's head
Swinging.

Like a sign
Of something
Or event
Never to happen.

i passed by you today
seems like i could never escape you
the radio tells me
that nothing has changed in this old town
we seem to keep running
into each other
for we are in a circle
where's the stop sign?

for all these times
nothing has got me quite worried
as much as the thoughts
of not being able
to love another soul
like you.
of the thought that
it would take me years
to move on
or
would i even be able to do that?

but nothing fears me the most
than
not being able to feel the same
emotional attachment
with any other soul
like we do.
what if i grow up
and ended up
not loving someone who i got married with?

*what if there is no one else quite like you