i live in a dark, scary place... my mind isn't home
and it turns out, that i was never really welcome.
i long for light, a way to find a way back but
i am trapped inside of nightmares that are non-existent.
crazy; that's what they call it. but i call it a thought
etched deeper than the casual bruise. i'm a loud guy, i must admit.
my mind is silent. and sometimes silence is violent.
i see, and i believe. but most of it is what the naked eye cannot deceive. 

*my mind isn't home, so i guess you can call me homesick.

Baby I'm yours and i'll be yours
until the stars fall from the sky,
yours until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die

we had a lot of firsts together,
and i'll have a lot more,
but our firsts will always be my favorite.

He has a soul almost as big as his heart
And it's not easy to tear apart

That knife going down his spine makes him shiver
Holding back tears but they flow like a river

He's 6 feet under but nobody knows
3 years later but they haven't stopped the show

They say rain always comes and goes
But sunshine hasn't came, it never arose

Dig him up, found out that he's dead
Never even had a chance to rest peacefully on his bed

The sun is out but it's still a cloudy day,
They pray to God, but he'll never be okay

You're the

                                                  shadow of the sun
  You're the
                                                  adrenaline when I run  
                      
       You're the      
                                                  risk I will never take
                    
             You're the            
                                                 ­  reason why i'm awake

                You're the            
                                                 ­  moon shine that I  drink

                                  And maybe that's why I  can't even think
                                                          ­      
                   
                       //People say the moon is as bright as you're eyes//
                                      

                                  
                            ­          But everyone knows that's a lie

//

I gave my all to your heart devotionally
I had you wrapped around my finger too emotionally
Guess i shouldn't of let you see that other half of me
But i was really in love, you see, i'm so sorry

we're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl,
year after year;
running over the same old ground,
what have we found?
the same old fears,
*wish you were here...