We need to learn to see ourselves
Through someone else's eyes
Because our vision is always skewed
And all mirrors tell are lies
The things we hate are always things
That other people love
A smile, a laugh, beautiful eyes,
Or simply the lack of
It seems we all take a vow:
If it's not discussed, it's not there
But everyone feels your pain
And to hold it in isn't fair
We need to learn to take compliments
And when we look in the mirror
Focus on things people love about us
It makes life so much easier

Sun to set, to herald the arrival of my moon
Prepare my vessel for an odyssey, golden mast and all
Best be on my way, best be soon...
Done this a hundred times come every nightfall

This night, I wish it different, wish it otherwise
My head isn't where it's supposed to be
Swimming in the clouds, in the star spangled sky
Speaking of plans to which the heart would agree

Time is now, it's time to finally drift away
Let go of all worldly trepidations
Hold all unfounded apprehensions at bay
Be brave to pursue fantastical notions

This journey ahead, I want to immortalise
Don't think I'd want to turn back
Leave behind the pillow stifled cries
With the moon as my guide across an ocean of black

"Close your eyes and just feel the drift
Know that the stars are protectively watching
Picture your moon; her hands bearing a gift
A gift you'd soon receive, after much longing"

"Feel the water, like a thousand hands propping you afloat
Passing you over to more hands that lay ahead
Lurching forward gently, this ethereal boat
Rest now upon your giant floating bed"

I took that leap of faith... I'm sailing
Cresting and bobbing towards my moon
I hear the stars for they are singing
Lulling me by with a celestial tune

On my way, now on this nighttime adventure
Don't think I'll ever look back
Together this night would span forever
Floating endlessly in a sea of black

does anybody
really know
who we are?
can they tell
just by looking
upon our scars?
do they think
when we bleed
in blackened tones,
our bodies ink
just seemed to seep
from an unturned stone?
who we are
is night and day
a happy home
or just a place
to stay
winters in front
of fireplaces
or in cardboard boxes
in empty spaces
who we are
is where we've been
it's stories from things
that can never be unseen
it's how we laugh,
or choke or scream
it's about where we are going
it's not about presentation
it's all about the journey
to our ultimate destination

The music washes over me
wave after wave

And the noise of life
is drowned beneath the wall of sound.

The crowd is restless
But I am rooted, directly connected,
undiluted.


The music washes over me
wave after wave.

My blood and bones exist for this
electric current
as my body buzzes and pulses inside

The moments speed and slow
with the flow of the tide.

It ebbs and rolls
with the soul of the ride

And I am rooted, directly connected,
undiluted

as it washes over me,
wave after glorious wave.

Who needs a god?

I am saved.