How is singing so different
from any other art
all can be so nolgistic
if you pry each verse apart
maybe there's just a bit
of magic in the brew

coughing on the fairy dust,
I take up my favorite pen
but, freezing, as like many others
I have no idea, on where to begin

my version of a thinking cap
just held my brain too tight
and all magic seemed to waver
as the clock struck past midnight

all muses turned to leave me
as the heartless graces do
but motivation rouse to wake me
as I began to write of you.

What did you dream
because as far as I can tell
its not what it seems
my fair and dear rebel
and as long as I can cry
but as long as you still sing
I will still remember
the day you lost my ring
while I am still a sleeper
and you may only lie
pretend that you're the big ****
as I fall for other guys
so baby I'm afraid
for you, but not for me
as I am now awake
In here, and in my dreams
For all those doubled lovers
for all those heartfelt sighs
I am not a person,
that gives a farewell kiss goodbye
and by the by we sing
those songs I learned from you
observing for the moment
how much I truly grew

I don't believe in miracles, but
Am I just another fault?
Truly only these confessions can be
Deeply unresolved, as we
Madly, search, for new solutions
In new worlds, but without
Love are we unforgiven, and
With nothing left, I turn to
You.

Dolly Dolly
Whose name
I forgot and
in strawberry fields
she danced
under moonlight
resting for a moment
to say
I love you
my dear knight
but even if
she never changed
she looked across and felt
ashamed
and for a moment
afraid
of
no
control

Close enough,
and I can't resist,
These steaming nights,
this haunting kiss...
Eerie, echos trot the room,
they speak of me,
they talk of you,
Saying things that are not true
You're always the fighter
who never plays fair
tell me you miss me
and I'll still try to care
Fallen remnant
Ghost of a man
Tell me you love me
if you find that you can.

Benevolent prince, or incubus to my rest.
You may be demon, but I hold no requests.
It is only the distance that I resent...
Vicarious watcher, or silent soul mate of my dreams.
I am not the passive child that I have been.
We are above this, we can be proud, no longer the screaming,
No longer a child.
You asked me to love you, and I asked you to stay.
"I have obligations, but if I had my way..."
You wanted forever, and we only have these nights.
Don't ask me to remember, 'cause I'm not alright.
This situation is deviant, because we are so strange.
I'm tired of seeming to live without pain.
Dodging weary glances, but its just not my thing.
Neither is trying, but I won't complain.
You have competition, and who would compete with you?
You are my goblin, and they are mortal fools.
At least, they're closer to me than you.
Check, because I've made my next move...
You're king is in danger,
So what will you do?

You are the colors
that fill my changing sky
keep in your presence, this love
and I,
am not forgiven
though I should still be glad
we are all still children
no matter how bad