Lost in the deep, dark and blue.
                   Is how i feel when i don't see you.

                    Full of life, and far from death.
     Is how i felt when you pulled me from the depths

I have seen my thoughts come to life, the danceing flames of my dreams.
And i am now ready to travel on, it's hard to say the next time we shall meet .
Maybe in this life, or  maybe in the storm of a billion drops of rain.
Just know i was not driven to this,  or forced by my recent discovery.
I am for the journey, and the winds bring my time.
I travel onward now, my sweet sweet candle light.
Still, do not think of me as old and past my days.
But rather, think of me as free, like a gust of wind or a simple breath.
I remain long after death.

-Visions Of Two-

The mirage seems so intent.
pointing, and calling me from a far.
For days, i hear its voice.
Like the crash of a waterfall.

Then this shadow.
Always two steps ahead.
Constant, with the mocking.
But just as lost, as i am.

Well i am here, a little past nine.
And iv been standing all day, with a fractured spine.
Well i am here, but let me be.
Just let me go to bed, don't make me beg on my knees.
Well i am out, i am gone for good.
I told you twice, but i guess i am not understood.