I wish it was winter
I miss the sound
Of the trees that splinter

I wish it was cold
I miss the winds that
Swept my hair, the winds were bold.

I wish it was snowy
I miss the downy flakes that
Kissed me slowly

Does the sun fly up high
Just to be alone, to cry?
Does he call out to his children?
Help me. Save me.
While alas they are already gone.
And does he fall down on his knees
To hear the Mocking birds and feel the sting of the bees
While he drowns in his tears?

I think love
Is perfect

I think love
Is a beautiful thought
Of a perfect world
Where nobody fought

I think love
Would be easier
If we were blind

Quiet wishes on a star
That explodes. To far
Away for me
-for any child's heart to see-

Open doors
Are to silent when they close,
And leave you burning with your sores.
There is no lapse, no brief repose
From the mourning of a dream.

I've never seen something
So full of nothing but
The sky
Just one unwavering eye
Crying out through the birds
Sharing its sadness
And story
The sky
Is its own in its glory

I had words here before
They were just ramblings really
But still, they were more

I had words here
But why not just pretend they were never there
Why not rid myself of another fear

I had words, but they were put down, laid to waste
I had words, but they were disgraced
I had words, but they were erased

Be my infinity
Take my past
And put in the ground

Be the darkness
When I go to sleep
And swallow me up

Be my escort
Into the end
And be gentle with my soul