memories flooding my eyes
but I don’t mind
the more I feel
the more of myself I find
lately I’ve been floating
in this lagoon, still
anticipating darker clouds,
ones that ****
but for now the water
keeps me in a haze
ignorance for the rest of my happy days.

slowly, and steadily, the descent
to the forest again, the lonely trees
the hush of wind in their leaves.
back to the place no one ever sees.

slowly, and quietly, the climb
up to that house where she wept,
where that mind was shattered.
back to the memories I had kept.

slowly, and calmly, the sight
of the sun leaving, the sky melt
to the darkness I came to love.
back to the darkness I ever felt.

I am a caged bird, my song is calm
my master lets me sleep in his palm
I am a caged bird, my song is weak
my master likes to kiss my beak
I am a caged bird, my wings are useless, they're clipped
my master thinks I'll leave with every drink he sipped
I am a caged bird, my eyes are dark and brooding
my master thinks its his fate to which I'm alluding

I am a caged bird, my master broke my cage
Because my song changed after seeing his rage

I am an injured bird, my song is calm
my master lets me sleep in his palm
I am an injured bird, my song is weak
my Master likes to kiss my beak
I am an injured bird, my wing is pierced
my Master only hurt me because I hurt him first
I am an injured bird, my eyes are hopeless
my Master says he misses my caress
I am a happy bird, I cannot fly
but with my Master I need not try
I am a Happy bird, I cannot sing
for my Master, my sweet king
I am a Happy Bird, I laid an egg one day
it seems like master will let me stay

Master doesn't want another bird, he says
I am a content bird, I take my egg and part ways.

Master is looking for me, he looks insane
I hold my egg and cry, I need not explain

I am a hiding bird, I do not sing
for fear that through the forest my song will ring
I am a hiding bird, I dropped my egg and it died
for fear that this baby would know the reasons I cried

I am an injured bird, wont you please come see?
I won't even take off the ring he put on me
I am an injured bird, wont you **** me now?
He's hurt me too much to break my vow

I am an injured bird, I miss my Master
the one before his blows came faster

i have lost my joy to the light
the light that dances and sings.
i have lost my joy in the dark
just before the dawn.
i have lost a miracle
that was born against the odds.
i have lost my joy to the light
in the dark before the sun.
and i have endlessly torn apart
my memories in search of her again.

my entire mind is a ghost
of the girl I miss the most
a beautiful face
to match a beautiful mind

but along the journey down
that smile, well, became a frown
and a beautiful girl
lost her beautiful mind

the world became much too bright
and happiness just never felt right
and a beautiful girl
lost her beautiful life

your voice wakes me with a start
when I'm alone at four a.m.
and I know
it isn't right
near you my heart trembles
my lips cease to know language
and I know
this isn't right
you see you're too tempting
and I should not be at all
but you are
just so breathtaking
but the way your voice sinks into
my dreams and my thoughts
is just so
amazing

and your eyes, oh
that magnificent, blinding kindness
that teasing sparkle
cute little freckles
sweet shy smiling eyes

but as they say,
the grass is greener on the other side

if a drop overflows a cup,
it is because the glass is already full
if a look breaks a mirror
it is because the mirror is full of cracks
if love reaches a broken girl
it is because she is full of darkness

I see through cracked lenses
I am empty, no senses

there is no soul
behind these black eyes
I have but a cracked heart
and I'm scared the slightest
touch of another
could break the last thing
there is left of me

he is many horizons
he is the sun rise
and set
he is the sun and moon
he is an angel
I've met
he is the rain and fog
he is every puddle
I'd see
he is my past and future
my good and bad but
he is free
he is unchained and
I am not
he is content, able
I am not
he is beauty, perfection
I am not
he is lust and passion
I am not
he is life, every colour of the light
I
am merely alive
and trying hard to stay
for him

he is in love with me
I
am barely learning
to love