Take me down,
Into my grave,
Sing me to sleep,
And give me prayers,
To call myself home,
But he won't hear his name,
Being called from my grave,
So I kneel and weep,

So, Take me down,
To the sea,
In a watery grave,
I will lay,
As you feed me tales,
Of his everlasting love,
I called his name,
But he's not home,
So I kneel and weep,
Under the sea.

Take me down,
Into the forest,
Where time stand still,
I will stay, standing quietly,
Listening for his voice,
Among the trees,
And I call my name,
Through the trees,
But I am silent.

Take me down,
To the sand,
Let me see where I am free,
So I follow the footprints in the sand,
Because my lights are fading fast,
I don't need, his breath to stay,
In order for me to stay alive,
I slam the door and fall to the floor,
Calling his name.

The wind spins me five days away from Sunday,
The very particular day when all my problems are gone and I can say what’s on my mind,
The wind blows me ten days from hell raise no matter what I ever say,
It's a depressing day when I remember that there's most likely nothing to save me now.

Conclude my story with a leap--
Of faith to cascade into the deep,
Let me go so can find my twilight sleep,
For nothing in return I will weep.

Admittance to my problems and concluding my story of fake smiles and scolding a selfish thought,
The many wars and consolation I had fought,
In contributions to happiness I had bought,
Of course I wasn't happy, not by a long shot.

Conclude my story with a leap--
Of faith to cascade into the deep,
Let me go so can find my twilight sleep,
For nothing in return I will weep.

Close your eyes and wait for stars to reveal their stories in the darkness under the large willow tree,
And heaven forbid you start to cry,
but from your eyelids ink will seep into the roots of the tree,
Giving life to the old willow tree.

Questioning why you laid here,
Underneath the spaceships in the sky,
When you could be running through the constellations,
and faulty paradises of what your mind says is real.

Close your eyes and trip along the small dipper,
To find your own head and home,
Leaving the tall willow tree to rot away in peace,
Spaceships crash and you're alone again.

It’s time I said goodbye, to you and your pursitless strife.
It’s fine, I’ll say goodbye.

Now you're gone,
Maybe I should be too,
I asked you so many times what you see in me,
And you told me that I was kind, fun, and the best friend you've ever had.
Then you suddenly turned and you left,
Leaving me here, on the ground, with a razor in my hand.

The world doesn't seem as bright as it used to be,
Now I feel the pressure is breaking in and tumbling down,
Down the staircase where I now reside, in the basement.
The world dims out and I feel it's time for me to say goodbye.

I asked God for forgiveness, even though I don't wanna believe.
I asked Lucifer for mercy. even thought I don't wanna believe.
I asked her for some clarity, even though I might not like the answer.

I'm confronting myself at 5:30 A.M.,
Haven't slept a wink but I have to start my day soon,
Bordering anger I look at myself in the pouring rain,
I'll ask myself, "Where have you gone, why aren't you helping me?"

I watch myself sit down, myself won't speak and I can't control him.
He doesn't want to stand anymore and his hands are shaking.
His emotions are out the door, no more.

His eyes flash violent urges,
When the night unfurls it’s grasp,
I can see he want to tell me all the things,
But he can’t find the words so I look to his hands and they’re gone, he wants to scream but he can’t so he leaves his head on the floor.

I watch myself sit down, myself won't speak and I can't control him.
He doesn't want to stand anymore and his hands are shaking.
His emotions are out the door, no more.

Someone grabbed a hold of my hand and took it to the edge of the stream, where it flowed so suddenly into the precipice of the sea.
I missed the chance of getting a glace at the boy but I have a feeling that he knew me and that I knew him.
He dissipated into the overwhelming vastness of the sea,
I wish that I could say that I had accomplished something that day,
But all I saw was a back of a head and a lonely, burdened sea.

I came clean and told all truths,
Can you hold my hand again,
So that I can feel no fear,
Then the sea opens me up and reveals that I have so much to...
Clear.

The time I wasted, just drunk on my pills and eradication,
For the longest time I ignored the sea, feeling like it was betraying me,
But finally the boy revealed his face to me, so I took my time and turned towards the tide where the sea was waiting for me.


I came clean and told all truths,
Can you hold my hand again,
So that I can feel no fear,
Then the sea opens me up and reveals that I have so much to...
Clear.

Make him stop,
Make him stop,
Please, make him stop.
Make him stop,
Make him stop,
Please, make him stop.

She could,
Dream away my fears,
She could,
Hold me tighter than the noose that I hold,
She could,
Take me on a wild ride into trouble town,
She could,
Become my high that I needed all last week,
She is,
Everything I need,
She is,
The one who saved me.

I am here in the sea,
Bogged down my curiosity,
I can’t see,
I can’t hear my own voice.

I can see the waves,
Crashing as they wash away my bones,
But my skin still remains,
I can see the sky.
I can see my hands.
I can see my eyes and they’re so numb.

I've made up my mind,
And there's nothing that you or my mind can do to stop me,
You may slow me down,
You may **** my lights,
But I will continue with the same passion as I feel now.

I've made up my mind,
To do something better than now,
Staying up until the early morning,
To dream of better years and nostalgic memories.

I've made up my mind,
I want to play keyboard,
And get up onto the stage,
To pour my words into the speakers,
Just to let people know that they are not alone.

I've made up my mind,
Even if I crash and burn,
No matter how much sludge,
I won't be a slave in a non-profit job,
I won't be stuck inside my own head,
I'll explore the world and see new things.

I've made up my mind,
I hope you're coming with me.

I see where I linger
Between the forestry,

My heart beats for his voice,
Between the forestry,

I scream to ask him,
I need to feel my fingertips,

So speak the words I told you to,
But my head won't give in to let me free.

Between the forestry,
I see that he is wounded,

I know that I should leave him alone,
Between the forestry,

But I need my voice to carry on,
And there's no doubting my own cowardliness.

So I go,
Go away,
Far from this place,
So I go,
Away,
Away,
Away...from him.

Sing me down from the sky,
All the way from death's ledge,
I am here to be saved and I'm calling your name,
But I can't see you here so I leave without your brand,
I'm okay with living alone, I'm okay without answers,
Then there's nights when I need your touch on my shoulder,
Cause I slowly lose myself in my own winding head.

Who will I be,
Who will I become,
When will I fly away,
When will I go home.

The lake never looked so much darker.
I used to see the bottom but now all I see is black.
I climb to the edge of the dock knowing my fate as clear as day.
I dip my hand into the water and start to fade away.

Who will I be,
Who will I become,
When will I fly away,
When will I go home.

My body feels like a mere illusion,
Wavering back and forth between common ideas and useless ideals,
The black waves rock over me until I lose my breath,
I can feel something tugging on my leg,
Urging me to sink farther.

Who will I be,
Who will I become,
When will I fly away,
When will I go home.

Underneath the bridge and into the misty fog,
I will search for your soul that you lost so long ago,
Time passes and I can hardly remember where I came from,
The path fades from my memory and I'll dig in the ground to find a trace of home,
Your soul won't be found by mortal hands like mine,
So I'll rest on the dirt and tear my hair out of it's roots,
So frustrating how this time I'm wasting as I know your soul is waiting in the undergrowth.

You're so cold
Can you see?
That I wish for no more pain and loss of rain,
So send me down, on my way, to find your body,
Resting away.

Flashing strobes blind me while I desperately plead that you give me one more chance for the fifth time,
On time, that's all, I'll bring your breaking mortal body to your soul,
Just don't leave me alone,
Cause I'm petrified of losing my life,
To my own *****, ***** deeds.

You're so cold
Can you see?
That I wish for no more pain and loss of rain,
So send me down, on my way, to find your body,
Resting away.

Make it pour,
Make it pour,
Make it pour,
Sweep me into the door,
Make it pour,
Make it pour,
Make it pour,
Drown me in more,
Make it pour,
Make it pour,
Make it pour,
I’ve made it to the shore,
Make it fall onto my heart.

The ink from my pen spills onto the sand,
My hands drop down to scoop it all up,
Like an addict with *******, I'm enraptured by the pain,
So I'm getting it tattooed into the page that sits inside my head,
The ink in the sand spreads into the sea,
Blackening it all so that I can dip myself inside,
I submerge myself in the ink-water, smiling as I breathe in the liquid,
Exhaling colorful water to keep myself alive and well.

If you're asking me where I'm going tonight,
I won't tell the truth cause I think you know the answer,
I've told the stories of how I'd stare at bathroom stalls until I fell into sleep,
Things don't seem as bright as they used to be and the flowers don't hold the key to happiness in the world,
I've told the stories of how I'd lose myself in blade reflections until I dozed off into sleep,
But I know that I fought a good fight and I'll keep fighting it until my true dying days,
I hope that I never lose myself to my own hands and head.

Your eyes were so cold, unenamored by your world that was cascading into the sky.
I tried my best to give you what you wanted but I was just a small child.
You were falling so fast and I was watching it all go down.
Behind broken mirrors I could see you hated yourself and everyone who dared to call you family.
Never close enough to hold you but enough to see you were broken,
The drugs and the alcohol starving your system of love and care.
A shell of apathy, a sheep's ghost among wolves.

Now, I ask of you to, let me into your head to take that pain.
You're my friend and that won't ever change as long as you don't push me away.
Now, I ask of you to, let me hold you tight tonight.
Tonight.

Johnny Kid, where were you when she laid in her nursing home,
Drained of life and anesthetized with morphine,
She called for you, Johnny Kid, while you were drunk on Woodland Boulevard,
Her spine frail and weak, breathing heavy and unanswered,
Johnny Kid, you've been getting into the nose candy and momma ain't happy,
She's still resting on her plastic sheets, only seconds away from the forever sleep,
Poor Johnny Kid, looks like he might overdose, on the morphine he stole from the nursing home,
Now momma closes her eyes in disappointment, suddenly she's never waking up and Johnny Kid's hitting the road again.

Two hands will start bleeding again,
They don’t have a body only a stump,
They bleed colorful liquid onto the carpet of my room,
As I try to stitch them up,
They fall apart as I crash into the floor,
Melding into the carpet and messy clothes,
The hands start to flood my room,
I’m drowning in the rainbow syrup,
The hands are dead on the floor once more,
It’s time for me to fade.

A night in the forest has been due for some time,
All those internal urges to scream and cry,
The times I wanted to dig a hold and die,
So I can tell you that a night in the woods would do me good.

A night in the woods would give me closure,
I don't have to feel the emotions that run down my spine,
Finding a shovel would be impossible in the ebony night,
This I why I say that a night in the forest is required.

But even a night in the woods would tear me down,
My eyes cannot see what is in front of me,
In the darkness of the forest I could fall into one of those holes,
Maybe a night in the forest isn't worth it.

You are so sure,
That you hold the key to unlock the meaning,
To your life and everything in the clouds,
I encourage you to fly away into your own body,
The stronger you believe yourself to be, that'll be how strong you'll become.

Tell me pretty sir,
What’s your preferred name,
They all call you James,
But you wanna be a nightmare or a night-scare.

They all hold you back but I'm here to tell you,
You're the sky itself so grab a hold of the lightning and the rain,
You have everything under your own mind,
Who cares if they take away the clouds,
The time has come for you to breath in plumes of life.

Tell me pretty sir,
What’s your preferred name,
They all call you James,
But you wanna be a nightmare or a night-scare.

I’m stranded on this wooden raft,
Surrounded by the ghosts of the deep,
My body is falling apart with every move I make to keep myself awake,
Eyes stare me down from the waves above me,
They never could crash down onto me,
But I’m asking politely, please.
The dark waters call my name,
I’m asking myself if this is what I was meant to be all this time,
I can taste the blood welling into my mouth,
Cause nothing tastes as I want it to anymore.

I’m calling you down,
From your hiding place,
Please.
Save me.

I will try to avoid those eyes,
But now I'm here to give you words as to use,
To teach you how to live,
And take your pain to turn it into something memorable,
And take your anger to turn it into beauty.

I will deny you for years,
Well I'm sorry that I'm leaving the kingdom,
But I can't keep myself here to fall much longer,
Lord, let me die in your arms and I will tell you to revive me,
Then when I see you here I will believe you are with me.

Don't be gone,
Don't be gone,
You're worth life,
Don't be gone,
Don't be gone,
You are lovely,
Don't be gone,
Don't be gone.

She fell so hard,
So fast,
And I never even cared,
Even in the darkest nights when I gagged and bound her,
Trying to show her the meaning of my sand,
I try to give her a place to show herself to me,
But her head is enveloped in water so she only sees,
What she wants to see.

In the darkness of the volcanic sand,
It's pitch black words sink into my soul,
As I find my peace between it's grains,
But I can't pull it out from there.

All she can see are the black clouds,
The rolling thunder,
The falling rain,
All she'll ever know is how to lose to a landslide,
The shifting mud,
The ***** sand,
All I'll ever know is that I wasn't good enough

For me to stick around,
I'd have to be cured of this disease,
I'd have to be crucified and put on display,
For me to stick around,
I'd have to find my own peace,
I'd have to fine the white kingdom,
For me to stick around.

Things are getting slower,
Time running down to a stop at the red lights,
The car thinks there's something wrong with them,
So it runs on it's own depression,
My legs are faltering as I attempted to pour more gas,
All I did was start a fire,
My charred hands try to take a hold of the wheel but the car has other plans,
I inject poison into my veins to hope I can hear my existence once again.

Who do I know enough to say that I can’t walk any farther on these legs?
Why can’t I tell them that I’m falling so far?
My hands are ensnared in a trap of my mind’s own making,
I want to take up your time to say that I am ready to leave this world,
But I refrain because my frame is so close To the car waiting for me on the side of the road.

Save me...
Save me...
I’m so lost
I’m so gone
Save me...
Save me...
I’ve lost my voice
I’ve lost my sight
Save me, please
Save me, please

I need something to breath for me,
I need something to **** for me,
I need something to feel for me,
I need something to see for me,
I need something to walk for me,
I need something to cry for me,
I need something to **** me.

Strike me down,
Bring your lightening,
Pour the blood over my still body,
I've contradicted my own story enough times,
You can strike me down,
Bring your holy spirit to me,
And burn your marks into my ribs forevermore.

It's always ending at the little brick road by the creek,
In my dreams I will laugh in despair cause it's not fair,
What the trees like to believe is that I am there for my dying days,
The problem is that they might be right but I can't tell,
Cause my fists are numb and there might be some razors buried inside,
My fair skin begins to bleed cause I've been running away with common sense.

Here in the dark I will park,
My cab and pray that it will not get blown away,
I let the engine run as I continue my search for more,
The cab then begins its journey as it suddenly contrives,
Through lightless tunnels and pouring rain on the shores,
It stops in front of a light and I’m blinded by the sheen,
I suddenly find that I am scared of what I’ve been searching for,
I figure out that I cannot take the wheel so I backpedal into the trunk,
I feel the cab start to move and I’m terrified for my life,
I peek out of the crack and see the back of a man’s head,
He claims his life depends on me so he’s helping me drive away the light that blinded my own space,
His hands are not even there and I know that he lied,
But I sit inside the trunk and plead towards the morning sun,
The cab finds it in itself to stop by the riverside,
Ignoring the man up front,
I follow the steps in the sand,
I turn around to say, “I’m walking towards the morning sun to find if my doom is washed away and all I did was completely undid.”
So I leave him in the cab as he cries out for my hand,
But I’ve found what I’ve been searching for and I don’t need his say.