Leafless trees shudder in the breeze
A name is said, eyes wide
The name is hardly recognized
A life gone from a tongue that will tease

Dark black marker, a sign to mourn
Some who never knew him shed their tears
Sobs & sighs fill the halls here
A place in our hearts for a boy forlorn

No turning back when a bullet's released
Prayers sent for a soul in need
Whether heaven or hell waits for a mind diseased
Red eyes & solemn faces; a respectful deed

November day, silence fills the air
Hearts on our sleeves, love on our arms
Swollen eyes, no sounds to alarm
Only once he's gone, only then we care

A sea of waving green and grey
Bows and bends in our path
In warmth and comfort we'll catch disease
One so sweet we'll let it rage

To the unknown holes beneath our feet
We'll cast insecurities
And to the wall of white above
We'll go, looking for the sunrise

I'll bet my frozen toes on love again
You sing me chopped up ballads
And throw material goods into the distance
Because, right now, we're all we need

We're a tangled mess of underfed limbs
Eyes hidden, smiles wide
We've heard the words many times
But there's no place I'd rather be

A failed attempt, dissapointing ending
But I've yet to be let down in you
Your head on my chest, listen to the heartbeats
Your own are toomuch to ignore

Here in this last place untouched by us
In your eyes I see flowers bloom
You touch my lips, the heavens tremble
For you, I'd give anything

Painfully awake
All the lights from the city scapes
Blind my eyes
Your actions come as no surprise

Keep the meter running
Addictions I will be funding
Sharp words burn the skin
There's no way I could let you in

My tongue doesn't trip over big words
A lengthy list, you'd say I'm a nerd
Your lack of being secure
My attitude keeps me mature

A story that's just plain rude
Your sense of humor is simply crude
You expect me to forgive you
The truth is, I'm not in the mood

Take your friends with a grain of salt
None of my anger could be my fault
Sarcasm you devour and continue to assume
Taking advantage when good things bloom

None of this could be repaired
All the little things & this weather hasn't been fair
No more will I take your abuse
Now I guess I'm of no use

He sits, twenty-six
Alone with his guitar
A wife and kids

A new chord he strums
For a song well worn
Easy to learn

His voice carries it passionately
His one, adult heart
Still burns with a love long lost

The sleeping poet's eyes
Awaken to this symphony
They burn with tears of sympathy

She leans down to reach
And scoop up the rubies on the floor
An accident, one might guess

She picks up the phone
Just to hear his voice again
His face is lost beyond memory

The ring is low and easily missed
He hardly beats the machine
A breath too late, the line is cut

Still he sits, twenty-six
Alone with his guitar
Wife and kids, a dream

Fast and thick it comes in sheets
Its sound is the same as tiny feet
Dust to mud, calm to thunder
Metal and wood we hide under

Curtains drawn and shutters closed
Most on a rainy day take repose
At my window I stand tall
My greatest joy is watching rain fall

Thick clouds mask the sky's blue smile
Lightening rages, the calm's defiled
Each new drop has its own story
But no one listens, they only worry

In a world so cheap and broken
From the TV's glare we can't be awoken
We think nature has nothing new to bring
Still the rain falls, replenishing everything

The morning light is crawling up my back
Waves of anticipation well up
The lights are on
I can't bring myself to go in

Your fingers make maps through my hair
Tall grass brushes my chin
Losing faith in things before me
Still, I'll forge on

Cold hands and colder feet
I'll tell you to listen, to dream on
Our heartbeats get all jumbled,
Yours and mine.

We'll make due with running on empty
A speed race of fingers and toes
I'll speak the truth, it's all I can say
You're way too good to me.