. The pulse of least resistancelies hidden within the seed.Music makes each moment rise,fulfilling wavelengths' deed.The mighty beasts of ancient dayscast down a noble's heart.Unobtrusive in the end,yet, to end is but to start.Fused with atomic energy,and hopeful honest light;the prophets sought the living cave,the skies prepared to fight.Open-hearted ancient wayshave slain the kingly foe.New life burst forth from simple seed...the seed that we let grow..

stay in. go out. the choice is mine.
smile smile smile smile
life is too short to be caught up in sorrow
so i push harder each time the world pulls me
i'm not going to give up
when i've got so much

thoughts twist and turn
hurling across my mind
like a hurricane
all the while the peace remains
a war of head versus heart?
no. much more like a war of contradicting values
striving for morality, thinking it will save me

do unto others as you would have them do unto you

sounds good enough for me, wouldn't you agree?
ahhh. but we each have our own opinion on the matter
of how we choose to act towards our loved ones,
even the ones we don't care about
often taking them for granted
blind to just how much beauty we all posses
oblivious to the obvious while it lays right before us

we can keep searching though
we've got the time
even when we think it's running out
just like the paper that was given value
please baby, i just wanted to love you

we make our own enemies
we make our own decisions
no one else can take the blame
only our hearts can feel our shame

so i'll keep dancing in the sunset and
swinging into the stars in the dead of night,
arguing  about life and how it all just becomes a memory


hey, you want to go on an adventure now?


sometimes things don't have a significant meaning;
unless you give it one
so don't run away, run with me
we don't need to feel so alone
i've been waiting for you this whole time...

Step into the nature son and discover yourself
Wade into the river boy, and become one
Climb the branches man, like a spider in it’s web
Lay down in the tall grass, and tell stories in your head
Catch a frog on a log, and then let it go
Count the leaves  on the ground
Mess up and start over again.
Try to touch the sky lad, until your arms get tired
Then run home for supper, telling all about your time
Go to school next morning boy, and tell a gal your story
Grab her hand, and take her to that place without the worries

So you can,
Wade into the river
Climb the branches of a tree
Lay down in the grass
Telling stories with glee
Catch some frogs on some logs
Count the falling leaves
Touch the sky with all your might
Then run home by firelight

Together.