Take my hand.
Close your eyes.
Breathe me in.
Just free your mind.

It’s only us.
Time does not exist.
There’s no need to rush.
Just enjoy this bliss.

Trace my lips,
As you hear me speak.
Can you hear the thumping,
Of my racing heartbeat?

Let your hand,
Graze my cheek.
As I listen intently,
To the words you speak.

Do you feel the air,
Brush by your skin?
Do I stir up something
Deep within?

Relax your muscles.
You’re safe with me.
Forget the world.
As we make our own melody.

a quiet discontent
seeps slowly into my bones.

a steady stream of despair
floods my whole perspective.

I cannot escape the weight
pressing quietly down on me.

A slow steady death of my own making.
How do I escape this maddening numbness?

I cry out of the darkness out of a deep dark hole.
A glimmer of hope comes in the form a voice.

Someone climbs down into the darkness with me,
and tells me that he  can't lift me out, but
he can share with me how he dug himself out.

Hope rises from strange places,
and mine began when
I experienced love from strangers,
and realized I am part of a We.

Peace runs through miles of uncharted hell
My feet swell, on burning stone  
The heat is seeping through my muscles to my bones
My heart, well it's fighting to beat
Oh how I would love to give up, I envy the weak,
how I would love to be the Devils sweet meat
But I keep on
When I find peace this will all be gone

* * *

Peace runs through a single mile of uncharted hell
My feet, they soak in the heat
My heart, well, ha, people say they can still hear it beat
Oh and how easy it was to find peace, just let the heat increase
Let it overflow your bones, eat the burning stones
They envy me, the weak
The Devil is MY sweet meat!
MY treat!
Yes, keep on, but not for too long
Like I said, when you find peace, all these elegant gores, will all be yours

I'd walk 1,000 miles
Just to find myself
On top of a mountain
Far away from home.

I'd walk 1,000 miles
Just to find you
On top of a mountain
Waiting for me.

I'd walk 1,000 miles
Just to to escape the world.
On top of a mountain
I would find peace.

I'd walk 1,000 miles
And then I'd walk 1,000 more.

may each find the peace within
and may each see the stillness
as love embraces one;
let the peace fill all hearts;
let the quiet embrace
nurture the life within
the mind and one’s being

and may one’s love flow
with no preference
and embrace all;
and may that love bring calm
and clarity
so that
all beings delight in their life,
all life radiant in joy

Life's not an about
It is that
Life's a "what"
The places where you live and die

We only sing for the good ones
Sometimes for the bad plans
But we forget about the grey times
Places in between the lines

The moment when the poles unite
The window where the worlds collide
A place where you run and hide
The starting point, the initial pride

No celebrations left to grind
No grievances either put to high
A resting land to ease your mind
No expectations or thoughts rewined

Learn to care for the one behind
You may fall on your own back
Run through places but leave a track
Come on back, enjoy the sight

You burn yourself with glory now
But be polite and don't pollute
We'll trust, no need to take a vow
Go fly but bring your parachute