It’s as if you appeared in my view from a spark in a flame.
Turning this world I once knew, deranged. I’ll try to rearrange these fragile pieces together,
as you provide the glue,
sealing it forever.  
Time isn’t time at all when your presence infiltrates mine,
a blast from an atomic bomb couldn’t stand a chance,
with a sharp glance from your eyes. You create a shield for space and time.

It's enlightening how it ended like this
with the sun kissing our lips,
and how it shines through our fingertips.
The window is our projector, playing
visuals beyond compare, the sun, the breeze
the smell of the Air.
When I lie on this bed frame, I touch your hair
The feeling of bliss, surrounds me, it holds me with care.
when our souls connect, our passion is true
There is no where in this earth I would rather be then lying here next to you.

Left Your house at the break of dawn.
Walked out the door, everyone with sleeping eyes.
In the cold I'd come to realize, at the break of dawn no one tries to glide.
Passers keep passing by, and no one gives a shout or waves goodbye.
The fog admits a gloomy light, just to see if you'd notice your reflection on the street signs.
I keep pacing with both feet on the pavement. Little thoughts reach my mind, only thoughts
and feelings of home-life.

And I've come to realize, at the break of dawn no one tries to glide,
Passers keep passing by, no one gives a shout or waves goodbye.

I always wondered if the houses knew you were alive, with each knock of the door, the bell ignites.
Does it ever wonder if you're a passer by, or someone who once layed inside.
at the break of down in the softness of your sheets, with each girl laid then bagged for release.
I'm just hoping this house remembers me.
It's getting cold and I've got a case of tired feet.

And I've come to realize, at the break of dawn no one tries to glide,
passers keep passing by, no one gives a shout or waves goodbye.

When I let myself in, the steps creak. A near silent welcoming upon my feet.
I'm just happy my house remembered me, giving me warmth, and mending my tired feet.
Sometimes I wish the house could speak. Asking questions,
"Was the walk a defeat? "
"Did the passers by speak? "
"Did those girls get their release?"
"How are your sheets?"
"Do they comfort your curves?"
"Does sadness come in herds?"

And I've come to realize, at the break of dawn no one tries to glide,
passers keep passing by, no one gives a shout or waves goodbye.
Even the house doesn't know if you're alive.

These silences are filled with
All the tortures
                       Of lonely despair.
Taking Apart my mind,                 Clinging To the air.
The walls, They talk,
                                 whispering silent Hymns of charcoal fares.

I’ve climbed the ladder to graceless heights, on the sheer will of a lonely night.
Sympathize with your heart felt eyes, if a turning of a coin desires, what’s left is an unholy empire. What fumbles on the pavement is nothing but a dream.
If I wanted to be scene I would. Hide your sleeves of feeling for another day, if a heart is broken some would say.
Chime into a cloudy sky, filled stars are waiting to shine.

Do something exciting, have an uncontrollable laughing fit,
and hope that scenic views distract you from all that is ugly in the world.

To look inside is to become mesmerized.
Slip through unprecedented times,
galaxies lie behind draped curtains between your thighs.
I am an astronaut exploring your moon sign.
Hard to identify, your softened side.
I am an explorer, a sea merchant, and a florist.
Braiding twigs and ropes, I battle high winds that approach.
Deep along Saturn's rings, you will find me.
calculating precisely, brisk walking, and climbing the highest altitude shortening the distance between us two.
Eagerly desiring sparks that keep flying from me to you.
We landed between two worlds,
nor the past or future but quite certainly the present.
I am forging you, you are my forest.  
To love you, is to love me.
I adore us.

Each day when I awaken from a slumber,
I receive these feelings inside that I've felt far too many times.
As if I could cry in a second or die in a couple.
I go to sleep, I wake up, I go to sleep, I wake up.
I always wake up.
I wonder what it'd be like to wander deep into my thoughts,
A small figured being walking on the wires of my brain,
Uncovering each thought and decoding it thoroughly.
Maybe if I could become this shrunk down version and sneak in through
my ear I could finally see what's going on up there.
Do I even care,
Who's really there?
Is she nice and kind?
Would she give me time to talk?
Is time a slow ticking clock?
With each tick of the clock reminding my mind that I am still lost.
They say the best poets are both happy and sad,
How is it that you could be both?
Happy in moments but sad in most.
Looking down on life,
Ready to choke.

If I owned the world, I've give you the sea.
I'd gather all the birds to sing you a melody.
If I owned the world I'd pull down the moon,
just to see the way that it glows off of you.
If I owned the world, I'd move all the mountains
and form colonies of mountain people with mountain trees.
I'd let them know whenever you got sad, so each would
stand on these mountains at hand and shout to the sky
"Dear Robyn, spread your wings and fly".
But when I think real deep, and gather these thoughts in mind.
It's unrealistic to think I could provide you with all of these things.
I could wish from a genie, to let me to decide. How to treat a girl
who descended from the sky. All I have is this pen and paper at hand.
And all of these dreams without a plan. For now I can give you my hand to hold.
And these cold winter bones, and my eyes full of soul. I could give you the clothes
on my body too, and my heart whenever yours caves through.
I'm grateful for the times I have spent with you, I hope and assure there are more to come.
So for now, I will write these words and hope that you see. If I owned the world.. it wouldn't
make a difference if I couldn't have you with me.

Waves of sound flow through our veins          
                                                                ­ no more shall we remain.
                   Surrender spirits to the sound,
                                                                ­      time slows down.
Bodies glide,
Let the mind undone.
Brain waves connect mankind.
                                                    All become one.
In this night our anthem is the melodic sound.
                                                          ­                 We’re on a high, we refuse to come down.

I feel nothing but something, as if a breeze brushes against your face.
I am odd and in displacement. Little tasks take a lifetime to preform, the biggest of tasks are out of the question. I am nothing, no one, just a name on a tag. I am trapped in this body alone and dead.
it's hard to breathe when you feel so dull. I am a no one, walking aimlessly to who knows where for what reason. Help, I'm alive..., I'm alive, I'm alive, living for the day.
My thoughts consume my being I am no more than a spark of dust in the wind.
Watch me crawl, watch me beg, I am no one, I am nothing, I guess I shouldn't stay.

It's kind of disappointing how so many people have never experienced euphoria when listening to a truly powerful song. No I'm not a hipster who thinks I'm better than someone who listens to the radio. I simply wish that others got the chance to listen to music that plays for your soul, not for your ego. In order to establish how good of a song is, think of it in this sense. When you listen, and I mean really listen. The music should carry you, and take you to an unknown land, that unfolds with each sound combining into a melody or beat. If this happens without any sort of drug stimulation then, my god, you have found beautiful music.

Look for the man with a head of destruction and a tie of red.
He speaks on the radio and the television news,
Spreading hate in a country of them versus you.
With the brightest of words and the dimmest of thoughts,
With a smirk in each eye and a mouth full of lies.
Take his words carefully, uncover the truth.
The man with the red tie does not really care for you.

When I look beyond the horizons of another day, I daydream of a time that was sealed away. We set out to become alive, walking on clouds trying to catch the infinite tide.When I gaze towards your face your eyes become undone while each glance you return tells the story  of two creatures who craved the sun. We catch each other before we let out our dark. we take each hint of pain and light it in sparks. I'm dazzled by the way your widths and curves move while frolicking along the garden of passion and truth. Grab my weary hand, I have a lot to show. Focus on the stars, try and comprehend the way that each one glows. But if you ever so happen to stray from the sun I will echo these words in hopes of a face that ignites when you're still  young. "You are beautiful, as beautiful as the sun. You're so wonderful, as wonderful as they come." inhale each letter and exhale your bad luck. Seal these words deep into your blissful heart, and remember the girl who was there from the start. The friend who will always be, even when we part.

I can't stay with you longer than a day,
My feelings get the best of me, They try and push me away.
Have you ever felt a brick, weighing down your weight?
Like a car crash would be better than taking on another day.
Look in my eyes, They speak words I can't say.
I've got boulders in my chest leaving me dull and grey.
Love is taking my soul, I need to run away.
I am a mirage while the smoke begins to decay.
My body, my health,
I'm straying from the sun.
You got the best of my heart,
I'm on a losing streak,
You won .

Standing on this concrete step,
looking at the last light that shines from the sun set.
A fleeting feeling, Adapts into inner revealing.
I am letting go,
This moment,
I catch a glimpse,
this moment I repent.

Regret, a word that holds me like you did.
Embarrassment, caresses me.

I must gather the last bright light from the sun.
Memorize its radiation,
Memorize each spark reflecting validation.
I will take it with me, on the road of self discovery.

I can see a new day, when I view aspirations for the future,
Now when I awake, I give thanks for the roof over my shoulders.
I used to pray, not to the God you all know.
But to the darkness inside, asking it to please go.
These thoughts in mind, aren't giving me release.
So I set fire to my mind, and realized the true benefit of having peace.
With my Body, My identity, and the person I was destined to be.
I used to sit and wonder how it could possibly be,
A girl with such intelligence ended living life like she was lost in a dream.
I am tired and sick of what I've become to be.
Today, is the Greatest day I have ever known. I will not live for tomorrow, Tomorrow's much to long.

The plane from above passes my bedroom window at the same hour everyday. Memories brew, my thoughts are allude. My phone against my ear, boarding on that plane. You told me you loved me, you'd never feel the same. Soft music plays as the pilot intertwines words about the flight and arrival time. Recalling, falling, drifting on a highway of past words. You cried, and so did I. Then the plane took off, I was in the sky.

You are good,
That is how you will stay.
The darkest hour will never tick,
It is how we are made.
Hatred stalks regret,
like a hunter and it's prey.

I was designed, with the perfect fragments,
crisp ice in your lemonade.
the bright light shining through your window pane.
I'm the last sip, you're thirsty for more.
The undying gift, forever giving more.
The particles that reside inside, gold flakes.
Heavens sake, the earth quakes.  I am your biggest mistake.
I embody, your body with every breakable bone.
I am made of stone, you are made of dust,
collecting on me, with every slight touch.

I see, the complexities of the cities. Street signs, direct you and have no pity. Follow, your heart and always be witty. Do not let harsh societies steal your priorities. Search  for the everlasting gaze of uncertainty, reach in the pockets of mystery and touch the heart of eternity. Life is changing, you are a creation from gold, the hard world, will try to damper your soul. I find a moment, when the sun shines through the trees, and I can't help but smile and drop down to my knees. nothing matters more than this moment. Just breathe.

Channeling changes between space and time,
Sip your glass of wine.
King of kingdoms rises with coincidence,
Within reach of your consciousness,
A breast stroke away.
Swiftly embracing the evident incoming roaring wave,
A hay maker strike with pain.
A dodge in the nick of time.
A collapsing heart beat.
A call out in the sky,
Forming clouds pass by.
Another sip of wine.

Draw your swords, young lovers.
You have blinded the light,
and now you're both covered in soars.
Listen to these words and grab them to the core.
Young lovers, won't you realize it shouldn't be a chore,
to feel love,  and have someone to adore.
Let your ego down,  send it away on a ship.
Before your heart breaks apart and sails into the abyss.
Young lovers, don't you see?
Moments like these **** your integrity.
Shut your mouths, open your eyes, speak no words, & come to realize.
At the end of the day when tears are shed,
the only person you want to mend your heart is the one who want's you dead.  
Young lovers can't you comprehend.
You're killing your spirit and then laying with it in bed.
Read between each line, and try and find it's soul.
Young lovers, it's taking a toll.
The screams, and cry's do not clear your eyes,
you are blinded, blinded. blinded by your love.
It takes someone else to realize how you can't compromise the way that you each bend.