All the things I stopped to do
I didn't stop for me

All the extra miles done
I wish it had been me

All the times I wept to sleep
I couldn't set me free

All the things I stopped to do
I did cause i found you

Caffeine,
   Nicotine,
      make me wish that I came clean

Covered by my shelter
  
             Covered by my will

Simple nicotine
of the great
unwashed dean

Simply sitting down
on the sandy
bordered town

The village was so windy
you could
almost call it Indy

Boats were anchored
in a different
type of inn

       the wind today
               is warm

                                     the sins are left
                                             to warn

another day will pass
                                      as rain and sand c-clash

Sleep awaits the ones
forgotten

Dreams concealing all
that's rotten

Flowers rise against
ones will

But only if they long
to ****

Wait sometime along
the watch

The time of those you
have forgot
---------------------------
****** roses that go
dry

Near silent hills that
cry & sigh

****** roses that
neglect

Anything that will
upset

****** roses go so
far
    
                   *While we keep sleeping in this car

What did I see
I couldn't tell

What did I want
In this Hell

Why did I go?

                       Where should I grow?
.
.
.
.
                                What in the world have you done to me?

                                      Where will I fall when in misery?

                                     How will I breathe without your air?

                                                  What will I look for?
                                                       *If you're not there

Words
      Words
            Words
    
Greatest Burden
Lightest Weight

Every line that i hate
Tis nothing else but great escape
                                                          
from life                                            
to hate                                              
                                                          
from simple                                    
to fake                                              
                                        

                  
                                                          Words
                                                                Words
                                                                      Words
                                                    
 ­                                                                                 ....the great escape