I am stranded
way out here in space
so cold and empty handed
longing for a smiling face

Everything seems so random
Yet everything seems in order
All that I can imagine
Never gets me any farther

Among the wreckage
I'm among the wreckage
of the earth
I live in a flesh machine
Who could break down in extremes
It's a miracle I still breathe

I am waiting
For one thing or the other
Death or rescue
not sure what comes first
For billions its been death
Rescue hasnt came yet

None of us know too much
we wear mortality like a crutch
We gamble with our souls
And we think we know
None of us know much of anything
One day it shall show

Among the wreckage
I'm among the wreckage
of the earth
I live in a flesh machine
Who could break down in extremes
It's a miracle I still breathe

Hanging there
like Robin Williams
In despair
Like starving children
Life is hard
No one cares
Til it's too late
And you're hanging there

Hanging there
Like Michael Hutchence
A *** type thing
With asphyxiation
Life is black
like a coven
Burning blaze
thrown in the oven

Hanging there
Like lucy Gordon
Twenty Eight
or not much more then
Life is sad
Hear it echo
drive you mad
From the get go

Hanging there
Like Chris Beniot
Smell of shotgun
down in the hall
Life is brutal
Thrown up on the wall
Whatever sticks
I hope is good for all

My missions about done
Wanted to tell you
You're my best friend ever
Thank you for listening
You are a treasure
A wonderful being
In someplace called forever
We will have a new meaning

My mission is done
I hope I didn't fail you
I'm a bit into myself
Too deep and too true

My mission is done
Smile, no tears
I am honored
To be near your heart
In anyway it was
It was sincere

I'm sick of loss
It always comes
Someones gone
You or I one of them

Silent falling
falling down
The summer came
with you around

The winter here
and it's cold
Nowhere near
I should have known

We been together
Through it all
I hope forever
Before the fall

I can't express
The way I feel
To you
but its real
and it hurts
mostly concealed
all my failures
Hope the wound heals
for now it hurts
but for you I treasure
Its me at my worst

I pray God
not let us scatter
When the hell appears
And nothing matters
But your love
your love you've held
And I take for granted
And I use you a bit
but not all of you
I do love you
Yet I'm selfish
and afraid
we wont last
through that day

I been here many times
On many missions
To help mankind
To see not blind
and everything to define
freedom on the inside

I took my life
I found my soul
I found the reason
To behold
The shadows in every season
leading us home

I looked for my guide
and found myself
The stranger that died
has gone to hell
No torment inside
Just freedom on the inside

My life is one
with everything under the sun
The seasons bring
Changes that sing
The choir of the soul
Nature surely knows