Do you feel joy when joy has left the world?
Do you know all the mysteries of life
That fate bestows upon our flimsy heart?
The noise of crowded streets and busy days,
The wails of suffering, the cries of pain;
The sighs of love abandoned and of death,
The tears that fall when innocence is lost—
The endless joys of youth and of old age,
The laughter children laugh from day to day;
The day of birth, the night to pass away—
These songs that every day we sing again
Are those that that sing of pure humanity.

For what is joy without a mournful day,
And what is life without a time for death?
And what is peace, and purity and hope
Without the perils of despair and woe?

Now turn your heart to transcendental gleam,
And close your eyes to live that endless dream.

youve taken my place
in the back of his mustang,
but i hope you find
a strand of my hair
on the floorboards

Rain walker
I walk along a long road.
The rain begins to flow.
A drop here and a drop there,oh so lightly.
You listen to the drops as they hit the trees and the signs on the road.
I walk a little faster as the rain is getting harder.
The drop s start to cover the holes in the road as I walk alone.
Rain drops on my head they start to hurt as they fall.
Now the rain walk becomes a runner to hold from getting wet.
Now it stops I walk in the rain once more.

it has been days and weeks
since my tears kissed my cheeks
yet here i am, writing in such a long time
with you in my mind, i cant think of any rhyme

it's always you for months and weeks,
it's you my mind always thinks
your name my mouth always speaks
your soul my heart always seeks