I close my beautiful red and yellow eyes
and imagine a world that god denies
where stars that burst into a million fireflies
when you touch their implacable lies
forever entangled in the darkness of skies

maybe my raft can survive the silver seas
as the water shiver in the snow breeze
as the snowflakes embraces me with ease
beaconing for my restless heart to freeze
forever mercilessly deaf to all my please

For my love waits for me in the ruby shore
smiling as the ruby shards pierce her more
her soulless dark eyes is something I adore
the wind carries her whisper towards my core
forever singing purple melodies like never before

my raft breaks apart  just for me to agonise
I see my tired reflection in the water that lies
forever horrified at what the image implies
I close my beautiful red and yellow eyes
and imagine a world that god denies

sometimes I wonder how eyes could gleam
beneath the hell I tread that I should deem
beneath the pain I feel under one's own regime
sometimes I wonder how eyes could gleam

there might be strings that I could not see
moving muscles of faces that I would guarantee
smiling, frowning, blushing creation of these strings might be
there must be strings that I can't see

the blindness of my eyes corrupting my imagination
the hardness of my soul corrupting my perception
the direness of my time corrupting my obsession
the sourness of my hope corrupting my salvation

I wish that my eyes could see
all the beautiful things you could be
as the stars align for you to find the key
to open all realities for you to roam free

I wonder in the brilliance of your smile
that I could never reach even by a mile
that even the darkness couldn't defile
that can even make my eternity worthwhile


I wish that my eyes could see.............
I wish that my eyes could see.............
I wish that my eyes could see.............
All the beautiful things you never could be

Sometimes I find myself alone
Lost in my endless hope to bemoan
Freezing the darkness to my bone
Hoping that oneday I'll turn to stone

Careless smiles and greetings
Useless jobs and meetings
Helpless sorrow and feelings
Hopeless prayers and pleadings

Things I've done you couldn't condone
Reasons in my mind that could never be shown
Guilts of my life that i always atone
Sometimes I find myself alone

Whatever life may not be
It may not be the lulling memories of an ardent book you read With the tender crackling whispers of the fireplace
It may never be the Implacable cold snow that morphs into beautiful fireflies at the edge of the dreamers Camelot
Neither get the laudation worth a king’s ransom as My eyes forever close to see your maddening smile
Whatever life may not be.......
It is felt...
Felt by the hot breath of the newborn you hold as you gently pat its wrinkly hair
Felt by the dry breath of the old lost in the rhythm of time
Felt by the incoherent scratches on a bench in a classroom beckoning to remember
Felt by the lonely footprints by the cliff you took
Felt by the misty tears on a letter  crumbled in the trash
Whatever life may not be.... it is felt

The brightest light upon the earth
Casts the darkest shadow we call the night
The creation of light that beckons the night
Questions and answers god's first act

I have a broken church near my home
Where I often meet broken gods alone
They stare at me for reasons unknown
Broken hopes engraved in tombstone
Feeling the emptiness in their throne

In the deepest darkness of the fair
In the eternal midst of their despair
Their hopeless eyes shifts to where
People who once showed eternal care
Pointlessly waiting for a perfect prayer

Silence prevails as if I've already known
All that remains, a broken alter of rhinestone
And a broken person who've never flown
I have a broken church near my home
Where I often meet myself  alone