maybe I'm wrong
maybe he's right
maybe he's not doing
this out of spite
for he would know
since we can't see the light
and our bodies keep melting
in the midst of the night
and your voice has gone quiet
and a ***** will riot
since your voice is fading
and your mind has grown tired

I'm the one to blame
I'm the one to shoot
a distraction i've made
from a lover's point of view
but i don't mean to harm
when i take you in my room
i don't want to take the
pen away from you
but i guess i have no choice
for i have stolen your voice
it wasn't my idea
i was sick of all the noise

produced in my brain
when i think of your face
its a sickening way
for which I'm disgraced
so i will leave you alone
i will leave you tonight
i can't think of a more
romantic place or time
so goodnight my child
goodnight my moon
maybe you will
regain your voice soon
for he is right
and I am wrong
it wasn't out of spite
he saw it coming all along
and wanted what was right
and he sees in your eye
what he hears in your voice
singing line after line

but he could not keep
from mocking this boy
now i have grown tired
now i am annoyed
so goodnight my child
goodnight my moon
please find your voice again
for now i'm turning you loose

sunshine doesn't always mean warmth
love doesn't always mean worth
a heart doesn't always mean theres a soul
life doesn't always need a goal
eyes don't always mean sight
punishment never means right
whats normal might strike you as odd
sometimes theres faith without any god

my heart, its gone
its gone
she roams free
apart from me
i did not mean
to turn her loose
another heart  
set her free
shall she return,
will she know me for
my mind or body
when you find my body
do not weep
for though we are ugly,
our kiss sinks deep
the graceful ones
see right through me
but only you can say
whats trash or beauty
for you're the heart
so many long for
and now you're stuck
with me
and i wouldn't know
what for

disappear
disappear
disappear
i don't want you here
don't put me there
for you know
i have no control
you don't have to mean it
you don't have to fake it
you know that i would never know
nothing more than a means to an end
you don't want a lover, a son, or a friend
superior in grace, in sound and in beauty
a woman is never to blame, you have no duty
away from me now
you've ruined my time
but its really my fault
for your committing the crime
sickening soul
know i can't defend
you've become the means
to my meaningless end

coerced by a dream
never feared
hostility a dream once had

scale tipped subliminally
surfaced and drifted in
on a wave of the pacific ocean

the decision was dancing
back and forth, turning round
it was a waltz, 3/4 time

the party ended
chased my smoke out the door
to fade in the night

coerced by a dream
never feared
hostility a dream once had

gazing from my window
i got no wave back
counting the tears fall from my face

the beach was aggressive
as were the plains
one would win

the battle was over
i went home
back to the plains

the clock comes out swinging
i go down like a ton of bricks
struck in the face by dawn
by the heavy fist of the hour hand

it was an unfair fight
my stomach burned
hands shook
head hurt

allying time, my mind hit
with weapons of mass insomnia
my two trembling hands,
the clock flaunted three strong

it was an unfair fight
the clock hung strong
hung straight
hung high

now its come the next morning
calmly accepting my fate
time will always hold me down
but i will always be up

when you go
where will i be
where will you go
when i am no longer me

ashes to ashes
sea to sea
we'll ride the winds
for eternity

the waves crash
and wash away
the parts of us
we wish would stay