in the warm ray of the sun the beautiful bird flys so high so elegant

each beat of its wings like one of my heart both giving life

how i wish i could be up there with you but a force keeps us apart

you in your beautiful freedom of the sky

me tethered to the ground

i would sacrifice any thing for our long forgotten love

but it is too late and oh so forgotten

all that rremains are my haunting memories of a time i was happy and flying free

and a willingness to still give you anything you ever want

The maple leaf breaks free from his restraints,
finally free he takes flight up towards the clouds,
a gentle breeze to carry him higher and higher,
the winds fade and down falls the maple leaf,
an epic plummet with twists, turns, and flips,
he crashes softly to the ground with a skip or two,
trapped forever on the earth with his fallen friends,
all he ever wanted to do was touch the sky,
forever he stares at his old restraints that seem to be sky high.

I am the one who brings you to a nightmarish hell…Trapped in a bad dream as your prison cell…I come at night for the ones the Sandman sees unfit for good dreams…A magical mist of water, asleep, and I wait for screams…My magic brings monsters demons and all you fear…terrible pain for the ones you hold dear…I get asked why I bring such horrible things…My answer is simple “I like what stings”…So next time you wake in a cold sweat…you earned it you deserve it you get what you get!

The tiny little mouse, insignificant to the world… A simpler little life, measured in weeks not years…ah to be the tiny little mouse just eat, drink, and mate… no attachment, no jealousy, no heart ache…just eat, drink, and mate…no lies, no love, no hate…just eat, drink, and mate… ah to be the tiny little mouse…oh cheese! SNAP simple.

I write these songs with no lyrics

to honor your memory

The notes fly from my fingers

symbols of a pleasant dream

Every strum represents a soft kiss

that I will never feel again

Every verse the pain I feel

when I touch the november winds

the weight of the curtains is too great
these tired eyes must rest
they have seen too much
they have not yet seen enough
these eyes have been open many long hours
to finally shut and get some rest seems impossible
the lids barely remember each other
they fall
they fall
they fall
atlast peaceful sleep where i can dream
dream these wonderful things that will never come true

Still you haunt my dreams at night
this beautiful lonely dream in sight
I reach to touch but go right through
this apparition that i allmost knew
you left me in your yard that night
alone for a time that did not delight
the message i got when you came back
the pain the agony a broken back
for months i walked barely there
almost seen when people stare
it took to long to fully heal
the idea of living regained its zeal
now again when i sleep at night
i see this gorgeous frightening sight
I wish we still had one last chance
one last shot for our romance
this vision still emblazed in my head
a thought that long ago should be dead
and yet there you are in my dreams
not a single flaw perfect to the seams
and im just a stupid boy turned in to a man
still just stupid and alone for life the span