Always will the sun
shine upon closed eyes until
we all learn to bloom.

I showed you my art
expecting an "ew"
But then you rolled up your sleeve
and said "I draw too"

A tree falls in the forest,
and it doesn't make a sound.

A man yells in the forest,
and local wild life forms a mob.

A man falls in the forest,
and he doesn't make a sound.

A tree yells in the forest,
and we all run like hell.

oh
lord
i
hear
the
ghost-flute
being
played
near
thy
grave
and
the sound
ripples
through
thy soul

what my spirit holds is so
much more than the vessel

My dear shooting star:
never fall from the heavens
just to be with me.