We tripped on our words
My Lord, they can hurt
Why go the same road
For life we abhorred
We've done some wrongs
Over bars and bongs
Let's skip the routine
Of counting the falls
Go all the way off
Than be half and half.
The wounds are too deep
Our path too steep
Let's find a little shade
and nurse the scars
Let's give and take
Of what we make
No heaven, no hell
For us to wait
We live through others
In names and tongues
My love, you and I
Till we're undone.

There is no meaning
Spare the language
Books and notes
Don't  matter anymore
No reason why
We do what we do
Nothing to fight for...
They decide who we are
Who we ought to be
While they smirk
We forget smiles
A hollow mind
A hollow soul
A hole drilled through the heart
God-sent
...
We are left sprinting
weekend to weekend

My Lord, My Lord
You never said give to you
But in your name I Claim.

My Lord, My Lord
You ever loved me more
But I took you to the cross.

My Lord, My Lord
You promised forgiveness
But I condemned all others.

My Lord, My Lord
I knock on your doors
Why have you forsaken me?

Let there be more.

More dreams, more dares,
More scandalous affairs,
More lust, more zeal,
More unfair deals,
More to every lie,
More rules defied,
Let there be more of these.

Let there be more.

More cream on pies,
More curt than wise,
More sugar, no sweet,
More death, no disease,
More than what you can,
More than every man,
Let there be more of it.

Let there be more,
Till you realise,
You wish for less,
Less would suffice,
To fill the gap of More.

You helped me
find myself,
You brought out
the best in me.
Now you say,
let it go.
This was never
meant to be.
How do I forget
what I know,
Or live for less
When I need more?

Make peace
Make peace with this world
Be wise, be blind
This life is a dream
With only requiem
The song they sing
Make peace
Make peace with this world
Grey hairs have stopped
Adding strength to thoughts
There is no growth
No learning anymore
Make peace
Make peace with this world
The only one you know
It will die quite slow
With men astray
For violence they pray
Make peace
Make peace with this world at last.

Lend me the fabric
of your tears today.
I will weave a tapestry
of undone dreams.
When you remember
To feel it's patterns,
The deep secrets,
Will be yours to seek.
Not words, not woes,
My hopes, I submit
Drink to it sometimes,
A tapestry.