In the night we plan our great escape
Come the dawn those dreams, they fade away
Oh the summer's end is always so near
What's the difference? It's just another year

Misery is so often self imposed
And I'm tired of being out in
the rain, the snow, the wind-
it howls, it moans

Raise the blinds so the light can stream through
The ghosts hunt for anchors to cling to
Despite all efforts it all stays the same
Another cycle, a dance so ingrained

Sunlight
It's all coming down
"Transcend. What are you waiting for?
God sends? Signs?" Oh, yes, just a little more

Ultimatums only foretell an end
But I can forget so we can try to mend
It's not enough for a temporary refrain
Sunlight, I could use a permanent change

Feel the heart growing despite the pain
Young soul shrug off that heavy blame
It changed, it changed...
It changed

Pick up your crown and sit by your queen,
she'll whisper to you of the mysteries of truth
and love
                   and things unseen

You tilled and toiled under many summer suns,
the times changed
     but the air always carried the rumbling of diesel engines,
     the pervasive lamentations of cows,
     the smell of rain before a storm...

But now is the time for rest in the heavens above.
     Rest, yes, rest easy.

Ninety-four years is a long time, but your legacy has just begun.
     Children, grandchildren and their little ones,
                                                                            too
     We'll trace back and see where we came from
     through you.

thank you for all you've done.

In life, few are- and fewer realize
     that they are lucky
     that they are blessed

and for us,
on a man's shoulders
much of this fortune rests

East to west
I’m pushing on
Laid to rest
Let them wait til dawn

When tomorrow calls will you rise?
I’ve felt the Earth spinning twenty-seven times and
Our time’s not much longer
Fate’s call is stronger
Than anything I’ve known

Oh, go on!
East to west
Before it's too late

And so we push on
The red sun washes us again
and again
and again
and our
Red blood’s on the ground
soaking the roots without end.

Some will dream, some will realize
Some will become what they despised and-
Our time’s not much longer
The Sirens' call is stronger
Than anything I’ve known

Am I too late?
Can you please wait?
(I need a sign...
I need more time...)

East to west
Yeah we're pushing on
Laid to rest
Let them wait til dawn

Tell me where the Spirits go
"Oh. To the underground."

I never wanted to see you cry
But I could not shield your eyes
So when the fountain dries... tell me where the Spirit goes
To the undertow?

I saw my father die
In a vision when I was a child
Somehow I knew that I'd survive... tell me where that Spirit lies
Does it take to the skies?

I saw you just last night
In our dreams we never start to fight
and oh how I miss you when the morning comes

When the morning comes, tell me where the Spirits go
To the underground? To the underground? To the underground?

Chinese boy
under the street lamp
Heavy jackets from Russia
It wasn't cold like this back home

The City is the wild
It is mad here
the laws of nature were wiped away
long ago

I sit and watch
the foreigners require control
My presence is my pay
I left you for this?

Sweet girl
Look up at the stars for me
I miss you both
It wasn't cold like this back home

What is heartbreak?
Is it the ebbing of life from a love affair,
seeping out slowly like blood from a wound?
Where does it bleed to?
Does it return to the heart it was taken from?
Is it the counter balance for all the good, all the love that we felt?
The universe's cruel means of balancing everything?
I thought I was immune to it.

Wrapped in a white towel
you bring life to my grandfather's empty home
It's been three years
but now you're gazing up into my eyes once more
A chaste kiss, a reminder
You take a shower and I go down to make breakfast.
Too many options in the cabinet
you make your agreeable executive decision
I adjust a piece of your garment
and realize, we could go back to
how we once were
before the deception and tears
But then I awake
and realize, I should believe in
second chances