Lost in a riddle
Somewhere in the middle
Have I lost my chance
Maybe theres no answer at all

I went back to see a childhood friend
I hadn't heard, I hadn't heard
Her old glory lay bare in ruins
The memories burn, the memories burn
Oh life was always such a delight
With you in my sight
Cedar Run
Safety, peace, harmony, set beneath, the sheltered sun
Cedar Run
Ode to Cedar Run

I said Hello to Poetry.
It didn't say nothing.
It didn't say nothing.
I guess the words must come from me.
Isn't that something.
Isn't that something.

Awoke by a light, bleeding through the blinds.
Falling flush on my face.
I don't mind, though I have for the longest time.
Now the light I embrace.

This is a nice little place.

Turn on my mind, take a guess at the time.
I guess it's a quarter past eight.
Close alright, it's eight o'nine.
Not too early, and too late.

This is a nice little place
This is a nice little place
Walk around these rooms, feeling safe
it's here I deal with the gloom, and find my grace
This is my home
for now, for now, for now.

I felt something in the stars
Shining through the roof
They pulled me up to Mars
As if I needed proof
And I set out one candid afternoon
Lost my way, and fell stranded on the moon.

Now I really really really need to find a way back home
Really really really need to find my way back home

Well yeah I just felt trapped
And had myself a cry
Until I just laid back
And just looked up at the sky
And it ain't ever looked like quite this before
And Dorthy yeah we sure ain't in Kansas anymore

Just really really really need to find a way back home
Really really really need to find my back home

Mango
High on the tree she grows
Mango
Too high for me I suppose
In all of her colors: Orange, gold, green, red
Let it go, fade away instead

Mango
Safe in her leathery skin
Mango
I never knew how to begin
But one thing in common, as I sink my teeth
We both hide the sunshine underneath

Can't hear no sour talkin
You were always sweet to me
When I grow tired of walking
I have a sit beneath the mango tree

It's always cold
Or is it just me
Even God could not hold
This flood in my sea
Now what colors will I bleed?

Indigo
Away from me
into the cruel
Humbling breeze
I don't bundle
I just freeze

They crawl at me sometimes
Agatha comes to me but I'm fine
I don't believe
In those things
Anymore

Moving through the avenue
Sirens guide the way
Burning hands in freezing rains
Turns the stains away
Indigo
Indigo Away

Lazily the thunder purrs
As i run away
Wonder how my color shows
When the whole world is gray
Indigo
Indigo Away

It's always cold
Or is it just me

I remember when I was a little baby
Sitting alone on the pillow casing
Upset already I could feel the aging
The urge to return was debilitating

Well I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm on my way
It won't be long

And I don't know who will listen
But I'll find a way
To share my song

Everyone's got one don't you know
I know
But where do they all go
Howl at the moon
Lost in the sun


To be continued...

I met an old man dying on a train.
No more destination. No more pain.
He said one thing before I graduate.
Never let your fear decide your fate.

Oh the road
A lot of hearts left to rot on the road
And some bodies disposed I know
When it shines
It don't stay
very long

All a show
On the stage for the world to see
crying end of the tragedy
Final act
Powerful play

All I see is gray
Say it's be okay
But I don't buy it
Because I'm too high
Then I'm too low

I guess nothing matters now
Squealed the swine to the cow
Free fields of daffodils
Laughing their fate is sealed
I am a lot like them
See life but I'm fenced in
Just a taste of her skin
I fell in love again
Raining down, Raining down
RIP the Omega Wolf running the town
Raining down, Raining down
Bless the poor Beta Fish swimming around

Wild night of lust
Now only in my mind
I knew I couldn't trust
This treacherous heart of mine

A voice said look me in the stars
And tell me truly men of earth
If all the soul and body scars
Were not too much to pay for birth

Whether below or above
Living in excess or dearth
There is no amount of love
That can save you from your fate on this...

Look at me!
I am on my knees again
I had hoped that you would be
The end
Of all my
Of all my...

In that dream I'm as old as the mountains
Still is starlight reflected in fountains

Children grown on the edge of the ocean
Kept like jewelry kept with devotion
In that dream moving slow through the morning

You would come to me then without answers
Lick my wounds and remove my demands for now

Eucalyptus and orange trees are blooming
In that dream there's no darkness alluded
In that dream moving slow through the morning time

In that dream I could hardly contain it
All my life I will wait to attain it
There, there, there

I know someday the smoke will all burn off
All these voices I'll someday have turned off

I will see you someday when I've woken
I'll be so happy just to have spoken
I'll have so much to tell you about it

In that dream I could hardly contain it
All my life I will wait to attain it
There, there, there

Wide-eyed walker, don't betray me
I will wake one day, don't delay me
Wide-eyed leaver, always going

I
Can see
That You
are waiting for my
Time to come
But I
Am lost inside

If I
Can be
That lost
from the inside
How am I
Alive?
You try
to read my mind

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Dolefully trudge to my chamber this night.
Carrying burden of this inimical plight.
Scrawling as a means to drop this weight light.
But alas, who will read these words that I write?

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Heaven in a dark place.
Jokers with no face.
Not a moment free yet not a thing to do.
The theif paints his cell walls.
With crushed plants and it falls.
Ivory clouds speckle the sky of blue.
Deep in the brain stem.
A bulb burning light dim.
Wallows the roots of everything once feared.
Blind marchers guiding.
Hunters found hiding.
Messy brigade leaves the ruins cleared.
Time will move on and on and on and on and on you too soon.
By the time your eyes adjust to the sun you'll be seeing the moon.
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Mel, Melliflucious say the songs she sings.
Like glimpses in the longing and belonging it seems.
Hymns flow by like daydreams, end with gin and a nod.
... I am the God

They fly by me smiling, so I don't get in the way
I'm floating on an island and I'm gonna stay here all day.
The moon has taken over the old tyrant sun.
... I am the One

And when the ground had settled, and I couldn't keep her awake.
I dreamed about tomorrow, and what difference it'd make.
And child would adore me for all the miles I've ran
... I am the man

The artist brought his brush tonight
And spread beauty through the skies for you and I to feast our eyes
As we curl in the grass as the world passes by
I don't mind
For really what else could I find
To better spend my fleeting time
You and I
And the innocent night

I wish I could bottle up the time
For it falls right through my hand like the sand passes by
And you would fall as a victim of the light
Ooooh oh I...
It is so hard to define
The hell that it is to be alone with my mind
Sometimes
Oh all the time

I went a-walkin to the earth
To witness the dearth of where my ancestors gave birth
And run wild as children, naked and free
Then there's me stiff in the ****** trees

Oh the artist brought his brush tonight
And spread beauty in the sky for you and I to feast our eyes
And we curl in the grass as the world passes by
I don't mind
No I really don't mind

Although it is only life
I'm still shaken by the dearth
Of all the weary wayfarers
Who've been forced to walk the earth

In the ritual of mad
Until their body's have been drained
Searching for something else
That cannot be obtained

Look at me, I'm on my knees again
I had hoped that you would be the end
of all my
of all my...

I stopped at a park bench
Just to admire some time
I ain't like all of these people
In another world than mine

So hollow was the clear sky
which brought a tear to my eye
For I won't even have a place to hide
Once I've gone off and died

Put put putting off, writing the script
For god knows if I had my way, it wouldn't be writ

I was walking on wet leaves

If you want to know about the road
I can tell you everything
I can tell you what the morning will bring

and If you ask me all about my past
About the wisdom that I've gained
To that I say some things are best left unexplained

and If you want to hear about my world
and if you'll listen avidly
You can escape this evening with me

All the living that you're saving
won't buy your dreams for you.

My soul's a heavy sleeper
And I take the path that's paved
I gather up the pipe dreams
And ambitions that I've saved

I send them up in smoke
Like the phantoms of my mind
Into the great horizon
Where nobody else can find

As men we are great instruments of discord and unrest
I subside to my cradle and I nurture from the breast
Of all who came before me and I hear their puerile cry
They feed me with a ladle as I let the world pass by

Daylily blooms, the sun has given
Life for today, tomorrow she will die
I looked around and saw such livin'
But I couldn't for the life of me figure out why

I sure do miss that open highway
And the feeling life was still about to begin
I pray that time sends you back my way
Roll the window down, feel the moonlight on my skin

Please
Come back with me
Oh please
Come back with me
To where
We used to be
Oh please
Come back with me

Went on my knees to find the answer
But found the question had escaped my mind
I never did have any chance sir
Things worth searching for are things we can't find

Shaking as I speak
Hoping it won't cast me out alone
Rosey in my cheek
Hoping it won't cast me out alone

It is raining in my sea tonight
All of the drops turning to foam
I smile at the distant light
For it's my love calling me back home

Daylily's gone
Daylily's gone
Daylily's gone
Daylily's gone

If I had the power
Of Midas of old
To touch any flower
Turn its pedals gold
I'd touch thy face
Delightful boy
Leave a metal grace
A graven joy

Pray that you never know
Where the youth and the laughter go

Thus would I slay
Ah desperate rewind
That fateful day
Trembles my mind
Red lips do close
Which sang so well
stole away the rose
Left only a shell

Pray that you never know
Where the youth and the laughter go

Living little less than the right way
I've turned all my friends to stone
Weary legs carry me
To the river
Wash off everything I've known

I've seen dead flowers on the way
And crowds of people all alone
No charity tempts me
To deliver
Now stinginess I don't condone

And I don't want to roam
Too far from my home
Don't want to leave it all away
The world seems small
When you have it all
Oh I wish that I could stay

When I arrived the river had frozen still
Ole Neptune saw no other way
If I could only find a little time
To ****
I'd be out here all the day

And I don't understand
Why I'm branded where I stand
Don't think you know how it might feel
It doesn't take
Much for a heart this cold to break
Without a hope ever to heal

And when you hear these words
Next life my friend
I don't know where I'll be then
If there's one thing
This world has shown
We borrow everything we own

Oh to reap what I have sewn
Oh to reap what I have sewn
Oh to reap what I have sewn
Oh to reap what I have sewn

I run because I'm late
I run because it's fate
That soon I'll be under the woodmen's tree
I run because I'm through
And it's all that I can do
To keep the reaper from collecting me
I run because I'm cold
I run because I've sold
Everything I loved that fateful day
I run because it's time
Oh I run because you're mine
But you keep on a-runnin away

There's eight dead in Mississippi.
My hair makes me look like a hippy.
It's awfully cold for the month of June.
I hope it warms up soon.

The skinny chef is serving something strange.
Benjamins are out begging for change.
The shaggy barber gives a skinhead a trim.
The chunky trainer tells me how to get slim.

There's attacks in the UK.
I haven't anything to do today.
I think I'll walk along the railroad.
See how far it goes.

The skinny chef is serving something strange.
Benjamins are out begging for change.
The shaggy barber gives a skinhead a trim.
The chunky trainer tells me how to get slim.

A young boy drowned in the river.
My girl's touch makes my body quiver.
Superteams ruined in NBA.
But that's okay.

The skinny chef is serving something strange.
Benjamins are out begging for change.
The shaggy barber gives a skinhead a trim.
The chunky trainer tells me how to get slim.

I'm not comfy in my streetclothes.
I'd like to be wrapped up in silk.
I poured a big bowl of cherrios .
But I don't have any milk.
Ooohh
I don't have any milk.
Oh no no
I don't have any milk.

I've not awaken
Could this be real
There's no mistaken
The way I feel

Elina
I think I've seen ya in a dream oh my
Before the world seemed to go awry
When I was a child
With visions running wild
I made a world where only skies could be blue
That's where I first saw you

Your warm smile turned me cold
Same with all that you do
Sweet child, with the heart of gold
Imma steal it out of you.

And I so l left the city
Didn't even turn around
The mountaintops sure look pretty
But I think I'm going down

I'm a Spiller, Spiller, I. I spill. I'm a Spiller, Spiller, I, I spill. Disrupt the trash that you organize, I spread my wrath right before your eyes. I'm a Spiller, Spiller, I,  spill. I'm a Spiller, Spiller, I, I spill.

I pray that God is real.

Standing on the corner
Future in my case
Waiting to hear the bumping
Of your fresh chevy bass

Yes your a modern woman
I'm an ancient man
And i still can't figure out why
You ever took my hand

I've died a million lifetimes
Filled the seas of blue
Regretting all the ***** things
I had done to you

I recall an angel crying
Aside the sunlit lake
The heartache in your eyes
Could make Chuck Norris break

Time has passed and steadied
We went our own ways
But without you I have no meaning
In my sorry days

We had days with frozen smiles
I wish that was still true
I'll spend the rest of my life trying
To make it up to you

The beats are growing louder
My life is pulling in
I take a deep breath and walk on up
"Hello there again."

Swimming through the high trees
Over lakes so dry
I feel like he's turned off his screen
My audience in the sky

Left me with a totebag
And a woman who won't care
Don't tie her down with rusted wire
If you ain't man enough to stare

Watching all the living
As a man without a lot
Knowing that I am dying here
Is the only thing I've got

Saw your face in archives
A grit so bright and fresh
Your head in clouds of wonder
But you are trapped in flesh

Baby blue im coming
And tell your mama too
For not seeing your story play
Is something I can not do

The city had dark clouds above
And the streets were plain
Everyone is either making love
Or else expecting rain

When I came down the sun was rising
I spent my share of time realizing
I'll always be the one to blame
That our love cannot be the same

But I got to try

I settled down, the ground was moving
I spent a lot of time disproving
For all I've learned playing this game
I can't remember my own name

But I got to try

Magic men on the wheel
Don't you see the time has come
Rushing winds
Holding coats
Running sand
Stopping boats
Magic men on the wheel
What do you choose for a final meal

Hello Hello
To You from I
But who are you
And who am I?
What blinds do block
my fish eye
Digging for water
Up in the sky
I have no more urge to love until I ****
I have no choice but to believe in free will
You're laying on a comet
Awaiting certain doom
I spill my word *****
Have you any room?

You may escape me tomorrow
but I've got you now

When our tyrant sun awakens from its dubious slumber as it does each day with impecable reliability, i may once again find myself in solitude.
   And as i lay still and naked on my big brass bed. My room as the only exsistence with any meaning to me. I will wear that same smile once broke and never repaired. For I shall have you framed forever.
   In a lonesome gallery I have your potrait of memoriam. Your innocent pedestrian voice on blissfully hydrated lips, hiding your sultry pleasured toungue and eyes that are a shade of blue too cold to describe.
I am too frightened to consider what could've made eyes like that, yet I could stare for a thousand years.
   And I plan to do just that, for a thousand days like tomorrow when I need a glimpse of a reminder of what artistry there is in this world. I know when you wake in the morning your eyes may shut on this life. But you have opened mine for infinity in this moment.

Missing my class
Im way too high
Smoking my grass, watching my gpa fly

Snacking on Lays
Watching a cartoon
Wednesday in PJs, a quarter past noon.

Only the young matter,
And they are not young for long.

Enlightened am I?
Si senior!
Lightbeams from umaginitive rhelms shoot down from the desperate heavens
Peircing
Penetrating
Conquering my mortality
Not deceased, just...
Asleep from the slave of me.
The sculptured emprisoned spirit within finally basks in the unruptured blissful state of this lucid life.
...
Its gone.
You're gone.

I wish my womb garden could've been photographed.
The lights toyed with my inhebition.
The Galaxy transformed.
Im in the fishbowl.
Oh way I still dont know what I'm talking about.
I had feared that I never would've returned onced I left.
I dont know if im glad I was wrong.
I kept hearing voices.
Now I keep seeing faces.
They can't all be fiction.

Say a word for the silent genius.
Amongst us he resides.
Propeling soul-drift through storm clouds of conformity.
He deserves to hear due praise.
Shoveling snow fallen from farmiliar unappriciated skies.
A unique snowflake does the shoveling.
What heaping connective mushy surroundings does he dig through.
Penetrating the patterned populous.
May his search provide heat.
May the water flow to quench our every united thirst.
Say a word for the digging in silence.
The silent genius.

In recent effents. An undurled experience release a revelation that have reptured my previously durable ambitions.
A free thinkng fantasy. Was to have a voice that could move souls in the way some have noutured mine.
Alas on an ordinary unrepressed weekday I find myself ****** in a climactic judgement day for my previously displayed visions.
I found myself arounded by poetential assistants to finally lighting the spark that may lead to these fantasies to gainly a lively tone.
Musitions and I came together in a spontaneous gathering of the subjected topics being discussed and performed in a casual tone.
While the turn strummed their beat up six strings i merely nodded my head and let the music claim my conciousness. A farmiliar and personally well admired tune began playing. One of the gentlemen asked if I know the lyrical content of the contempory composition. After I informed him that I did the road of the dreamroad was about to split and i would make the pivitol turn through audition now. I was struck with overwhelming bashfulness and nervy contraction. It was time.
I took all the courage I had left. And rattled the shell of the cowardous creative chartacter who lives within me, and I sang. I sang as clearly and well as I possibly could. I gave a performance of my ambitious alter ego that even I had not seen.
After the song came to a close, andd my heaet returned to place from my throat. I recieved a nonchealaunt response to this desperately hopeful side. "You didn't like, sing in a choir or anything did you?" I answered him.... "no"..... The other judge drew back the curtains and the question was answered, and it was preceeded with a chuckle, and it wss all finished with a "we can tell."

There were times when I ruled the dreams
No difference between the future of reality
and the world in my womb garden
Green grass
Clear skies
Warm breeze
Those days would surely last forever

Now a sense of senial reality prevents ******* of those lucid thoughts
I dream for those dreams to return.

They call me The Astronaut, cause she was my World you see?
Until she needed Space, and decided she'd leave me.
Now I am just drifting, alone in the Galaxy.
The Stars I'm passing by, they don't look like Stars to me.

You move through the avenue.
Sirens guide the way.
Burning hands in frozen rains.
Turns the stains away.

Indigo. Indigo away.

Lazily the thunder purs.
As you run away.
Wonder where the colors go.
Under skies so gray.

Indigo. Indigo away.