I'm enslaved to a screen,
I can't remember wether  I am a human being or not,
I've spent my days in solitude,
Spreading my attitude through cyberspace,
We all have a pretty face on the line,
I wasn't forced to write, but I got ****** in,
I've lost my track of time on the line.
Bring me back to reality, where faces are larger than thumbs,
You're my number one avatar, lift me up keep my eyes from staring at this world I never anticipated,
Keep me safe from all the hatred no one takes credit for, and what's more
I'll shield your eyes from the machine,
Our time is on the line.. Our time is on the line,
Our, time, is, on, the, line.

I'd like to dedicate this shedded tear, To someone dear,
With all this emotion I could fill an ocean,
This is for anyone who finds this worth hearing,
It seems as though i'm appearing odder than I usually am,
I'd like to take flight in my dreams tonight,
Look at everyone lookin' up at me, and say "I can do it, and now I've done it, no more speculations"
And a crowd in my head will exclaim "congratulations"
But I continue staying awake...
So I'd like to dedicate this shedded tear to you, for you are someone quite dear...

Not gonna change my ways ,
Not gonna be well behaved for you,
If I'm gonna change it's gonna be for me, and myself,
Does that sound stuck up? Do you think I need help?
Well behaved women rarely make history,
And one mans gibberish is another mans philosophy...

I've always known a path would appear before my running feet,
Though somehow I swear, I'm running on air,
No roads, no blocks nor streets.
And I look back as I'm moving ahead and I see, a path appearing right behind me,
In truth we all must build our roads as we go,
Choices may change, and change is something we all know,
Although we've lived and learned our patterned ways...

You're so sweet, I want to carry you around,
Shrink ya, place you in my pocket...
You can whisper little stories to me 'cause you're a great writer,
From my jacket pocket you can get all the inspiration you need!
Now all I have to do is shrink you, get you a little pad of paper and a little pen, oh and then...
You'll be my pocket sized writer..

I've got a shadow , that I pull over me
I've got a shadow, that I just won't let be
My shadow's here to stay, it keeps me out of harms way,
Yeah! I've got a shadow and I'm not giving it away..

Do you think it is
the sun that loves the moon?
shining shyly, seductively,
enticing and craving
its constant adoration
and undivided attention?

Or perhaps it is the moon
that so desperately desires the sun?
whilst in orbit, always hoping to catch
a glimpse of its radiant beauty,
enthralled by its passion, its strong
and irresistible magnetic pull?

I wonder if their love is challenged by the stars?
striking, dazzling, beautiful,
infinite onlookers, ever-watchful in the sky,
twinkling dangerously, a flirtatious third party,
competing with the sun
or trying to outshine the moon?

Despite their temptation,
the stars fail to weaken or change
the lovers, the moon and sun,
and eventually fade into insignificance.

don't doubt that
you are no longer the subject of my poems
nor are you the one who wilted the flowers
and killed the butterflies in my tummy
it seems like everything is no longer beautiful
well not even the idea of you

When did I lose the sun
where did I fold
what happened to everyone
where did they go?
Im here alone
on this long lonely road
where all that is golden
does no longer show

Caught in the winds of change
everythings strange
drifting past faces
that dont seem the same
Should I go back the way that I came
or let the winds carry me on through the grey?

Carry me on through the grey
to the blue I used to see

Losing my family
losing my friends
losing myself
as I lose in the end
losing the girl
losing my world
and losing my mind
as it spins and twirls.

Carry me on through the grey
to the blue I used to see

Caught in the winds of change
everythings strange
drifting past faces
that dont seem the same
Should I go back the way that I came
or let the winds carry me on through the grey?

**just a song Im in the midst of recording with my band, figured Id share it