too young to be this cold
left at the mercy of old
streets and tired eyes
acid rain from angry skies
pours like helpless tears
on those whose years
are doomed and counted
whose dreams are haunted
by the lives they once had
before they got this sad
sleeping on the slippery floor
as hope walks out the door

Liar, liar
An acquired taste
Your mouth is fire
Your past a disgrace

Liar, liar
I trust only you
Your story I admire
And your lies, too

Runner, runner
You'll do as I say
I was a goner
Since I told you to stay

Desire, desire*
Nothing, is what love is
Perhaps I'm the liar
We can't run from this

Where there's war
There's peace
Because it's hard
To tell love and
Hate apart
When they both
Come from
The heart

i notice your light from afar
it helps my eyes to see
and leads the way to you

but just like that of a star
it takes too long to reach me
you’re gone when I pull through

what is life
but a field of flowers
that you pick and you pick
some last and some wilt
and when only a daisy is left
as its petals slowly fall,
one by one, you wonder
'did I love, or did I not'
until you finally fall asleep
surrounded by all the flowers
that you caught