you, who arrived at my heart's yard sale
on some magnificent beast of
compassion and understanding,
bought everything in sight
and made me the richest man alive

I am flying high on a pair of wings that aren't mine
They're borrowed, bent, and a bit broken
But they carry me to places no one can see
Where I can be alone, at home, and ******
If you must then rip them from my back
Because all good things must end but may still begin again
Maybe someday I'll grow my own and let my true colors be shown
These wings they comfort me as they carry me over all that I can see
But I'm sure if I could just grow my own I could fly beyond all that I know

I am not of darkness, but i'm in the dark.
If I am not lost, I am slowly losing it.

As the Babylonians babel on, i wander on,
lost while wondering when the future shall fall.

Shalom, shalom,
and into the night of day we go.
each with flame that flutters and fluctuates amidst the noise of reality,
certain to ignite a side to the worlds duality.

there is a lost freedom in this land,
and if we are but angels
we are but angels at war with God with gods.
and if we are but gods
we are as foolish as they come.

is this darkness on the dawn?
shadow in the night,

find the light

find the light

find the light.

Even I whose soul is as the night can love its loving bright.

Who’s there -
Remember me?
You silly, scared little boy.
Are you proud now
That you ran away?
I remember it all like it was yesterday.
When you promised you’d be there
No matter what,
A feeble lie
You quickly forgot.

Remember that day
I came out of theatre
with nothing but tears and sickness?
And blood,
there was so much blood.
I was broken,
I was empty,
I needed you to be there.
You promised you would
No matter what,
A feeble lie
You quickly forgot.

I remember most
The last time I saw your face,
When you turned
And said to me,
‘But I haven’t had a night out with the boys in ages’
Like it somehow justified
Those words,
Your decision,
Etched onto my heart with icy precision.
It’s almost funny now, isn’t it?
I’d crack a smile
If I weren’t so ashamed
I once considered you
as worthy.

I remember when you promised you’d be there
No matter what,
A feeble lie
You quickly forgot.

Maybe I’ll laugh one day.
After all,
You turned out to be nothing more
Than one big joke.