Can you bring me home
Back to yesterday
When I was ok

Because sometimes it hurts
When it all falls apart
Can you bring me home
Back to before the start
When everything was as it should be

Can you tell me
Can you tell me
That I will be just fine
When the darkness
Calls out to me

Please
Give
Me
A
Sign

Will you hold me?
When it gets to be
Too much

Will you wipe away
All the tears that fall
When my cards are
About to fold

Will you kiss me
If the the scars become too much
When there's nothing left to do

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Will you talk to me
To keep my fears at bay
When the bars are closing in

And will you love me
Even if there's nothing left to save
When I'm shattered and led astray
What do you say
What do you say

I'm waiting for my cue
for the next bit

sittin' waitin' wishin'
gettin' lit in the forest
with the tree spirits

don'tcha hear it?

the music of the leaves
and
the birds and
the bees

those jinglin' keys

the singing tree frogs and the falling logs
the rinkle tinklin' of the cranberry bogs

long gone, now lakes and creeks
lookin' in the water,
gettin' peeks

of other dimensions
and we're consistently reaching
new levels of ascension

releasing tension with
each and every lesson

getting stronger the
longer I'm here
the longer I'm here
the less there is to fear but

you gotta feel it
feel it without losin' it

ya gotta let it go
in order to let it flow and

ya gotta let it flow
to let yourself grow and

you let yourself grow
in order to know whatcha gotta show

and that's whatcha feel
from your head to your toes

it's whatcha feel
in your heart
high to low...

you're a gardener
and you're a seed

you're a pardoner
and you're a plead

sow yourself and
let yourself crack

spill out your insides
and don't look back

push through the mud and
the dirt and the grime and

soon you'll see the sunshine
in no time, sublime...

you'll twist and turn
in every which way

to see the light
whether night or day

I will be silent no more, I will be heard. I will raise my voice against injustice and oppression. I will cry out over corruption and cruelty, I will stand and I will not fall. I will make noise and make myself known. I will push forward and not go back. I will not give one inch of ground. Though the tide of tyranny rises up over me, I will stand as a rock and it shall break upon me as the evening tide. I will be silent no more.

I'm not sure what it is
That makes my heart beat beat beat for you
But that smile that lights up my world
Now has me running for miles

And the warmth of you
Now makes me feel so cold
But my heart still beats beats beats for you

My heart still aches
From leaving you alone in this world
But your love no longer fills the void
So I leave in the morning

And baby I am mourning
And baby I am yearning for your touch
But my heart still beats beats beats for you

I know you won't understand
Why you woke up all alone
But your sad eyes are enough to **** me
Now our lips will never meet again

And the thought of you
Brings me to tears
But my heart still beats beats beats for you

Your absence awakes all my fears
But you're no longer here to scare them away
Baby I'm afraid that you're arms will never hold me
I'm sorry that it ended this way

But my heart still beats beats beats for you
My heart still beats beats beats for you
And my heart still breaks breaks breaks for you

With closed eyes, I twirl around then fall into a pile of dried leaves. I open my eyes to see the sky spinning above me. I listen to the wind whipping by me as the dried leaves into which I have fallen crunch beneath me and are stirred up around me like a brown curtain by the chilly Autumn wind. I laugh uncontrollably as all of my senses are overwhelmed. I sit in a cascade of emotions as I become lost in a moment where I forget all of my worries and simply enjoy myself.

When men cheat, it's below the belt. When women cheat, it's above the neck.

I am from a recovered city,
From ruble and nothing to save.
I am from a childhood under the stars
(Wondering, broken, it's hard like concrete.)
I am from middle city of Joplin
the disaster
whose cries I heard I remember as if my own.
Im from joy and happiness,
From laughter and love.
I'm from the Crabb family and the Crabby dad of mine,
From doubt and loneliness
I'm from a hole with a shovel and trying to find a way out.
I'm from worry and afraid, confused and scared,
From the rumors saying I can't do it
To the stomach saying I can.
Under my smiles and laughter was a cry for help,
A thought to go for my dreams.
I am from the ashes,
Facing my fears before I can't do it
Im rising from the ashes.