I shot a glance past the pastures and the fields
And they looked so inviting
They said to me, “come walk among
Our thorns and our burrs in dim lighting”

But my eyes could not see the thorns
So I flew through the fields
And I stopped only after
after I felt the blood on my heels

One Hundred paces deep in a camouflage despair
I stood there in the cold night
With too little to wear
And said

“Why was I so easily swayed
by the cover of the dark?”
Because among these thorns and burrs
I’ve lost my one and only heart

A Chorus
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll awake without your sight
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly


I saw a man with a lantern walk past the field
And called to him
But my secret was revealed
He knew of the thorns in the field

And he called back to me and said, “son if you need me
Then you must not need yourself”
And I saw scars on his hands, feet and side
And knew in my lost heart that he could help

Another Chorus
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll be asleep by first light
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly


So I gagged on my pride and said,
“if you have scars how are you any better than I?”
and he replied, “son I have these scars
from when I found your lost heart about to die”

I said, “show me my heart
And I will trust that you are here for my rescue”
And the man replied, “Son
Your heart is the fields and the thorns among you”

A Third
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll believe that you are right
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly


I hated him for what he said
And took a step toward where he stood
But fell upon the ground in pain
And there was no moving on
even if I thought I could

I shook on the ground in the cold and the burrs
And I yelled to the man with the lantern and said,
“how could I be causing myself so great a pain?
It seems to me that you’re the one to blame!”

The man replied, “Son! You ask of me a question!
And then cringe at the reply!
You do not use the pretty words!
And so neither will I!”

I thought then blurted back,
“so you will leave me here to die?”
he said, “Son I wish you life,
but you must need me to survive”

A Fourth
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll shake when you can’t fight
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll escape if you can fly


I lay on my only heart
Not to ready to say goodnight
I said to myself, “if this is me
then I will cause my own loss!”
And I heard the man begin to walk across

I said, “I cannot live in my heart
And my heart will never stop
And I felt the man begin trampling the crop

I said, “I cannot heal my wounds!
My heart has run me dry!”
The man leaned over me with lantern bringing light
Kissed me on the head and said,
“Son now you need me,
let the thorns and thistles die

Because if you need me, you must not need yourself

A Fifth and Final Chorus
Into the eyes of the night
You’ll believe you know what’s right
The only way that You’ll escape
Is to trust the man with light

And my foot goes flying toward the bucket

I feel my soul slipping into eternity

The BIG 1

I have struck the rock

Unmovable in the rapids

It's a boulder

It works against the current of Life

And backwards

It's upside down

The intriguing thing about death is,

I saw a dim light
there was an artifact in my gaze
      ,however,
and I found that I had to look past a blade to see the light.


just to see the light.


An ancient blade of
A timeless razor with a word written
      ,freedom,
Or so it illuded in the darkness where I stood

I could hear the sirens
My life says they would sound beautiful
      ,however,
I have a heart of intent and a hand of doubt


I am in doubt
And hope is to blame
Hope is the name
Of my flickering fame

Listen, listen, listen
You dig your graves with your ignorance
Listen, listen, listen
You hide the truth from your ears


You fools


Listen. Listen. Listen.


Listen to my Spirit capture your house
Is your attention mine?
You think this is just another poem
Then you are another loss

Listen to me!
You naive travelers!
You wander into land with no food or water!
And you welcome the drought of your soul

I beg you,
Listen
Welcome not drought
But instead welcome righteousness
And mercy, and unconditional love


Hear me


Do not close your mind to what is coming
You face death because of your charade
This is the end if everything.

As you know it.

Be pure and listen to my words
This is your crossroads
This is the end of everything
as you know it

You must


Listen.

calm before the storm
a winter froze the warm
and me
and humanity

the girls will wait their turn
their boys and boys will learn
like me
and humanity

So it's marriage then
with them and us
they give us lies so we give them our trust
NO

It's Me and Humanity
We're in love, but we're not supposed to be
It's enough with all this jealousy
Ive been closed behind the wisdom tree

Take another glance
at how the witches dance
for me
and humanity

they sell because you fear
but they stole the auctioneer
from me
and the rest of me

So it's marriage then
between them and us
they sell us lies, so we give them our trust

as for me
and humanity
I rest my case on Jealousy

Iron hearts may never yeild
If love's inquiries are revealed
But I for one, have one for all
That iron hearts can not conceal

A frigid time is where we stand
When all our foes are hand in hand
But I have seen the mountains fall
And make a home in broken lands

A life for living not complaining
While love and light are still remaining
A hope beyond the shadow wall
We fell behind when love was gaining

An iron heart will overlook
The beauty in our global nook
Among the stars we seem so small
But it truly is a glorious life afterall

Gears and gears alone can bring the motion that is everyday
Time shoos us forward as we fumble and trip into our subordinate routines
We blunder through space like old records
And discover ourselves in a smaller world every dawn

Disassembled by disapproval we submit to work
And our neighbors build their humble steads alongside us
Are days here for us or for others?
A question for the asking before we shuffle to work

I               never       even

Intended this          success

To            cause      limits

Alone in crowd and character
Alinier found his mate
An accident would guide them
to a golden arching gate

and as they passed eloped like lovers
under the passage's golden face
Alinier saw beyond the gate was
a thirsty, hollow place

the gate remaining open
he saw her beauty and confided
he stepped inside the desert land
and his fate had been decided

She turned to face Alinier
with eyes as amber flame
she uttered, "something you must do
before you know my name"

He spoke to her, "Pray, say your wish
so I may hold thy name!"
she swore, "you must cut both your ears
before you make your claim"

So with Shining Blade he lost his ears
and turned with crippled grin
to his smirking mistress, who spoke her name
but he would never hear again

He said to her in pleading
write to me your title miss!
but she wrote, "There's something you can do
and in return a kiss"

Alinier said, "Tell anything!
So I may keep one kiss!"
The woman said to take the blade
to both his drying lips

So with Shining Blade he lost his lips
and turned to face her, bleeding
she leaned and kissed Alinier's mouth
but he could not feel a thing

He cried to her with gurgled tongue
"My lady let's kiss and rest!"
She wrote, "there's still one task before
you see my flirting breast"

Alinier said, "Speak what you want!
So I may see your bossom best!"
She wrote, "you must remove your eyes
and I'll reveal my chest"

So with Shining Blade he lost his eyes
and as his darkness carried woe
the golden gate began to shut
and soon he was alone

I remain bitter at ME

Myself, and I are at battle

and I grow as tumbled as the sea

towards ME

as I feel my innards rattle

I remain bitter at me

Not because I have acted wrong

But because of self-dissapointment

I grow frustrated over song

And I long

For this internal affair to end


It is a frustrating thing
When a singer can't sing

So simple, but almost impossible
so simple, yet such a bitter thing

The most glorious plateau
With spectacle like no other

Reminisce from above
Because of My Love

A trolley for you Darling
To slide over the world

Witness things you cannot speak of
Because of My Love

An aviary of gold
To keep the fowl from the flood

Letter me with a Dove
Because of my love

Letter me thereof
With this bittersweet love

Still Air Is Around Me
as I stand on the line
The Pale And Distant Silence Says
the decision is mine
There Is A Twist Holding My Breath
and the beat in my heart
Its Speaks That If I Try Now
it is too late to start

Safety Is Temporal
along with blank time
A Wailing And A Writing
will stay the thoughts of many
The Meanings Seem To Lengthen
into stalks of dried and distant cane
there is no resolve

Verse 1
Still air is around you
As you stand on the line
The silence resounding
And you’re taking you’re time

The grass looks so much greener
On the other side
But you’ve been there and you found
That you think you need won’t make you feel alive

Pre Chorus
You’re just trying to live a life
You’re just trying to breathe tonight

Chorus
So we build our houses board by board
As we search the world something more
Than just ourselves and the love the we need tonight
As we try to find how to feel alive

Verse 2
You’re climbing the ladder
And your gaining in speed
But you feel you’re successes
And it’s not what you need

Is there something missing when
Your buried in your never ending goals
Tell me why do you chase a high
That won’t make it through the lows

Pre Chorus
You’re just trying to fight a fight
You’re just trying to feel free tonight

Bridge
If we could see like the blind man
Would it open up our eyes
If we could hear like the deaf
Would we still listen to the lies
If we could sing with a mute tongue
Until the day we die
Maybe we'd find how to feel alive

A pen. A quill. A stray piece off chalk
With so much to say
And such a small language
You flow with emotion
Under tree, over sea
By the knuckles you wear
You write letters to me

I thank you,
The poets
People
Of
Emotions,
Tears,
Script

With the letters you mix
Unreleased but related
A bond is created
A bond has created

A call to the poets of the 21st day
A song for the artists to keep on their way

Awe
Is a noted
And frequent emotion
A frequent emotion
For a northern bound notion

So I call to the poets of the 21st age
To never stop spilling your heart on a page

Glass is transparent
but shows my reflection
a loss and a gain
of a dire connection
Glass can be shattered
by present and plus
the past is a drug
kept for hands your can trust
Glass is a solid
it stands strong and tall
between you and yourself
and yourself and us all

Can you see all the letters?

They're addressed to You...

When You stole my attention

I stole myself from You

It's what my heart had to do


No I didn't mean to write them

but my focus was confused

I never tried to hide them

I just tried to hide from You


You're a phantom
Your spirit makes me weak
You're contagious
You're a name I cannot speak
You're the reason
for the letters at my feet


You Phantom You