at first she was passionate
at first she was kind
at first she said she liked me
and I didn't mind
even though I didn't know why

things were just great
things really seemed bright
things couldn't have gone better
she showed me the light
but then we started to fight

the end was creeping closer
the end of the line
the end of the bad and the good
every night I wanted to cry
and this time I knew why

now things are better
now things seem sort of right
now things pass me by
I feel like a bright red kite
with things on its mind
yeah these things on my mind
always these things on my mind
and I'm not sure if I know why

up here
we all float gently
down the stream of our consciousness
as our minds open, we embrace enlightened love

A soul lost makes a good man
Perpetual motion breeds success
Tossing & turning into a handstand
***** to **** but at least I **** less

Never claimed to be your superman
But old Clark has nothing on me
I write for you and my back bends
I've got the touch, I can make you see

You never thought I could
And I never blamed you
The coulds & shoulds & woulds
Blinded you to the truth

So put your faith in my light
As I flick my Bic over a puddle of gasoline
Try & try & try as I might
Off your thoughts, I can't wean you

With the new me and the old you
We can do things we have never before
So hold my hand now, embracing all that's true
And by the end, you'll be asking for more
And more
And more

I got lopped in the face and
All I got was this mouthful of blood
Holding my head up high
With my shoes in the mud

Crusty-eyed, like I just rose from a long sleep
Wiping them clean with an old rag
I can see now, but then my ears start to ring
Hoisting myself up, an old and tattered flag

Cracking my neck, my ears clear again
The noise is like a bell calling me home
I take a step and my knees buckle
Take it as it comes like a young Ethan Frome

Standing up straight, my senses intact
For a moment, I ponder the crystal lake before me
Then I strip and I dive and I smile today
For once I was blind, but now I see clearly

I smile, I grin a worthless grin
Over a burning bridge
Ain't nothin' much I can do
I lose, I lose but then I win
All the pain, was it worth it?
I just don't know
I don't know

She moved without care.
You died when she touched her hair.
Then... She left you there.

The war took many things
Many things from many people
Possessions, money, life and love
In descending order.

I was unaffected
For I had nothing to begin with.
No family, no friends, no money, nothing.
And I wouldn't have minded if I was a casualty.

I suppose my nothingness
Could have been taken from me.
If I had lost my life, I might have had something.
But even today, no one knows what happens after your body gives out.

My squadron would be sent on menial missions.
To destroy the last remaining churches, temples, synagogues, mosques.
Only to ***** out the centers for those who still clung to hope.
They were "menial" because there weren't many of those people left.

With the Earth scorched and hope all but a wistful memory
I wondered why, for the first time, I hadn't taken my own life.
It seems unbelievable to live hopeless for so long and never consider it.
But now I fantasized about setting myself on fire, instead of that church.

Days came and days went and nights were spent dreaming of flames.
My throat would hurt from screaming so loud and I liked that.
I would wake up in a blissful daze, the dream replaying in my head.
Then I'd fall asleep again and wake up dreading the tasks before me.

One day, not long after my flame fantasies had begun
The Captain sent our Android unit ahead of us as usual.
Their main use was to scout the area and **** whoever was in our way.
But that day, that day was one I'd never forget.

The Androids hustled ahead and explosions were heard soon after.
The Captain radioed to them but received no answer.
Worry grew wildly on his face as he looked to us.
"ULB-5256... See what the trouble is. This is your prime directive."

I had a feeling I would the one chosen.
The Captain knew I no longer valued my life.
I had never spoken out loud about it.
But the Captain had a way of just knowing things.

I jumped up, eager and excited as ever.
If I ran ahead and got blown to bits, that would be okay.
If I ran ahead and shot everyone else to bits, that would be fine too.
But I had to see what went down because this was my Prime Directive.