Does anyone care what he has done
The news just needs a story
He has never known love
He has no family
We drive by the burnt down house
His ashes merged with the old memories
The memories he used to know
No one knew what was going on
Knew what was in his head
No one ever listened
The little girl down the street
That would give him his paper every week
An exchange of hellos once
Is the closes thing to a relationship he has had
Driving by that old burnt down house
I think about what life he could have lived
The news got their story the story of the old man
Who fell with his house

I want people to remember me
Not just for the way I act
But for the things I do
The things I did
And the things I would never do.
I want to be written in the history books
Because of all the great things I have said
The things I will say
Not for the things I did not mean to say
I want people to sing about me
They will sing about the things I have seen
The things I want to see
And things no one else can see
I do not want people to judge me
For the things did or the things I will do
For the things I said
For the things I have seen
I want the people who matter to me
To love me for the life I lived.

Stumbling in my fears
Crumbing through your glares

Rising to the sky
Standing oh so high

Walking from your cries
Running because you lie

Falling with a sound
Landing on the ground

What you didnt know is that i landed on my feet.

Now look who lays in defeat.

Looking into the pool
the water so calm
a reflection of a fool
looking in wanting to fall
sinking to the bottom
help me god is needed to be called
running out of air
body shutting down
life is never fair
glancing to the sky
time left can be counted in seconds
a white dressed guy
holds out a hand
life being restored
i strongly stand
people do not disapear
tears falling down my cheek
thank you god for answering my prayers

The sun goes and hide behind the gray.
A sound of thunder and a flash of light.
The rain starts and washes you away.
A sound of thunder and a flash of light.
The rain comes down harder, I tell myself don’t cry.
A sound of thunder and a flash of light.
I can not stay strong much longer, the tears start running down my face.
A sound of thunder and a flash of light.
The rain comes slowly to a stop, just as my tears.
The sun comes out from its hiding.
It becomes easier to breathe, my strength regained.
A sound of thunder.
And it is quite, the birds start their rain song.
I think to myself it won’t be like this for long.

Dream catcher ,
Dream catcher .
Beads in a web,
Hanging over my bed.
Strings that reach so far,
As beautiful as the starts.
But shall the beauty break,
My dreams will quake.
They could give you a fright,
Dream catcher hold mine tight.

You make me cry
You make me scream,
All because you hurt me
Not only once but twice
Screaming your name
Tears running down my face
The clock stops ticking
The world stops spinning
You’re gone.
I feel empty without you
But why?
You make me cry
You make me scream
All because you hurt me
Not only once but twice.