Silence won't defend us in the sacred wars of our minds,
Time holds the only key to how we might survive.

A deafening screech won't keep us safe from whatever is under our beds,
stars are the ones who lost their sanity, their minds and their heads.

Oak tree, old and bold,
Green are his leaves,
Brown is his soul.
His mind is wise,
From the beginning of time,
He stood,
He stands,
In His secret society's shrine.

A river that runs red,
A blood clot causes death,
The wind cries,
Time flies,
Then slows down
And passes by.

Dreams were not made for this,
Nothing was.

I took a photo
so I'd know
that Tinkerbell
was really there
but
now
although I've looked
both high and low
I can't find that photo
anywhere.

You know it’s hard to be your friend. I hate to let you down again. We don’t know how it’s gonna end. Now you know the secret.
   I can’t never mend
   This could be gone when we wake up, tomorrow.
   Hearts are unchanged. Time, that's left, is borrowed
   'Cause I can’t take the way that you look at me. Is there any place you and I could be?
We could go away.
   It all could go away
   This silence is deafening. This ocean is without an end and there’s something I know. We were meant to be. Please listen to me, are you listening?
   'Cause this could be gone when we wake up, tomorrow. Hearts are unchanged. Time, that's left, is borrowed.
I can’t take the way that you look at me. Is there any place you and I could be? We could go away. It all could go away.
   This could be gone when we wake up, tomorrow.Hearts are unchanged, time that is left is borrowed.
    I can’t take the way that you look at me. Is there any place you and I could be? We could go away.


    It all could go away