I spend everyday in heartache
Waiting for a chance to talk to you.
You've chiselled away this girl of stone,
so don't leave me exposed to the cold.
Wrap yourself around me, want me, need me.
I'll go wherever you are,
my willingness scares me.
I can't keep looking forward,
Just looking at now.
We've made everything ******* ourselves,
but the truth is that I love you.
Songs are sweeter, more relevant.
Days without you drag on.
I'd do anything to have you beside me.
Because you are my one and only.

I see your eyes so dull and plain,
I feel your heart in so much pain.
They knocked you down and hurt you bad,
To see you this way it makes me sad.
The ruthless anger and soul untrusting,
Friendship denied and relationship rusting.

The distance between the roads walked alone,
Cold and bitter apart you have grown.
The anger devours all the good deep inside,
The chasm you face grows deep as is wide.
The walls that you build protect well indeed,
But the anger still grows and thrives, it’s a ****.

You try to move on but to hatred you're chained,
To continue like this a lot more is lost than will ever be gained.
The love of a friend you might push away,
The cool breeze on a warm summer’s day.

The hate scared you deep and the darkness is vast,
But you need to move on and not dwell on the past.
Your path I will share and your hand I will take,
So from my heart to yours a pledge I will make.
To empower and hold to help and to guide,
A friend you have here right by your side.

The rolling hills of silent loneliness,
The pure white light of godliness.
The whispering stream of love to be,
The endless fields of joy and glee.
The night sky filled with lulling dreams,
The summer day is not all it seems.

The candle light of relaxation,
The Northern star that gives direction.
The winds of change whirl and blow,
The candles light a dimming glow.
The wind’s a gust the light goes out,
The heart of fear too scared to shout.

Alone in the dark I thought I would stay,
The heart the wind the summer’s day.
The tickle of a tear caresses my cheek,
I can no longer hear my inner voices speak.
But in the hills an echo of a whisper,
Why should I remain so bitter.

As time goes on so will I,
To live and learn and even cry.
With faith by my side I will take the leap,
I will no longer be the mindless sheep.

He came from nothing
A drug addicted father
And a mother who couldn't give two *****
If he lived or died
He was just another ****** expulsion to her
And she would routinely compare him to
What she flushed down the toilet every morning

Predictably, his body grew
Tall and strong
And his temper grew with it
He was a fire *******
A match dropped
Into a bucket of kerosene
He'd fight for anything
Right, wrong, man, woman
He didn't care

People on the street would stop and stare
Because after a while
He was the boy who was known
As a bomb
"He could beat bricks
Until they bled."
Is what they all said

He eventually ended up in the ring
Where modern gladiators go to prove their primal worth
Once he taped up his hands, slipped on those gloves
An energy ran through him, he knew no on could stop him
He took bonecrushing jabs
To the jaw, the temple, to the head and brain
And delivered skull cracking hooks
To the same areas
No matter how hard anyone went at him
No matter how much they wanted him down
He wanted it more
And one by one
Like little toy soldiers
They all came crashing
Down
Down

Down

A million questions asked.
The greatest answer to all:
Silence
Neither right nor wrong.

Looking out from the in I see nothing
Darkness shrouds my eyes while others see
Why should I see pain as something
It’s never occurred to me
Though I’m cared for and shrouded from all pain
Someday a time will come when this no longer seems sane
Why should I be so cruel to those who need me the most
The more I do this so, my love becomes a ghost
It haunts me now outside my heart, as if…
…waiting for a war to start
A war between my heart and mind
This war I try to conceal inside
Are the lessons I’m taught really wrong
Have I sung a liars song
I need to see in from the out
See the other side of my shroud

Sometimes, when something is wrong
We stop and begin to hum a song
Of less importance than our problems.
The humming and the drumming of it all
Is what truly is our downfall.
We get lost in the notes and the pitch.
The goosebumps, the feeling.
We begin to fall in love with the dream
The dream that swallows us with the beat.
When's something's wrong,
We stop and begin to hum a song.
To take away the feeling
That's keeping us singing.
Singing, singing.
Helping us go crazy.
When something is wrong,
We stop and begin to hum a song.
We begin to hum a song.