99 On these back roads
Lit up empty in a city everyone knows it's name
The bitter sweet song plays on the stereo
Her voice escaped me
But I knew her words would take me on a new second
On a new road where no one knew it's name, or her name
And the mailboxes raised its flags to be emptied
Cozy tiny homes filled with families waiting to die
pouring poison down into their endless pits
Hoping one day a miracle would turn the wind the other way
They wanted a dream that lived while they were awake
That storm did come when they were held, while they were touched
How powerful, nothing they could do to leave
It drew them closer the stronger they desired to have it
And around it came with its winds, and rains and fire blew upon their little homes
Swept up into the ground broken and in need of replacement
They picked up the bits of the photo frames that held their memories
And offered up to the sky what it already took from them

I stood in the silence abiding the time until you spoke
Even needing you couldn't bring you out from where you're hiding
Sometimes the dullness of life left me feeling like I never got off on my feet
Never got to the door and never leaving
So when I called out your name no one listened
And now that I'm nailed off not a name is spoken
Then where are you, and when are you now the person that you promised
I waited so long and haven't found the thing that you left me with
I thought it was love but love is broken
An epic that everyone was involved in, no casting
So where have you been?
Not lost in the darkness
Not found in the light
Still sequestering in the beautiful night above
So slow so still in the quiet air now my love
Does the north bring me to you?
And the south back to where I laid?
Yet in the black and blue there is no sign, no shadow of where you lay.
Then where is it?
When does it?
Will it be where the unknowable plays?
Because you won't tell.
And the leaves can't say.
I'm left with everything that I want to create
But when I want nothing what is it then will I delineate?
To you about all the questions that my endless curiosities leave me every single day.

Living in a world full of people trying to make it, unrequited, believing in a dream you need to be asleep to see and believe. Can you believe it? No, I don't just have a couple repeated words for your zombified mind. Sit down, stick around and listen awhile. Everything you see isn't always which it seems. Problems of the world become the product of the world. This is where the profits made, money towering from the sadness you think you've saved. Simply donate a buck, whatever you can and never see it again. Still the stories of ******, suicide and the great divides carry on to keep you scared in your homes where you spend your days dreaming of what you could be, what would've been and what you should've done. Everything's alright. Everything's ok. Everyone's alone screaming for connection on the radio can't you hear their sad song but all you want to do is sing along. Still fading away, escaping what we're too scared to face, because we have our fancy cars, and our hip jeans, in our knee high leather boots, downing our premium aged poisons, and living our plastic prosthetic dreams. There is no poverty. There is no war. There are no deaths. We simply want more, more lies, more fight, more blood and more *** to keep us wanting more love, more hate, more loneliness down the road, we make until we can take no more and we're looking into the hole of a .45, pray Jesus lord and blast our brains in an old beat up FORD. This is not a negative broadcast, this is reality trying to reach you, trying to teach you to see that it begins with me, me who wants what he cannot obtain, me who loves but hates at the moment of change, me who wants to belong but does everything to stay far away, me who cannot forgive because the emotional pain is too much to feel again. It is truly a hard concept life. This material world. These material boys and girls. Draping on whatever extra layers they can to gain attention, to be a little more accepted yet it is who, themselves, they cannot love because who, we strangers, they cannot impress like their idols they so obsessively crave and praise

The girl, she smiles from ear to ear
Got nothing on her mind
Except the time on her feet
Every step another embrace
With life
With earth
And her heart

It's ok if you've forgotten about me, I got there first. Missed calls, texts full of apologies, never got to me. Didn't think you'd care, didn't think this would break me. God knows it did and it still does. Waiting around, waiting for something to happen. Wasting my lines and life stuck on rewind. Walked back to the past in hopes to find you. I didn't find what I wanted, now who are you? Making me feel what I've thrown away, how I love it. The way you hold so much power, over me, overly weak. Biting my nails, thinking about what to say, nothing comes out. Pure surprise, I didn't think so, not the way I bite bullets when I speak. I smile when you say, when you mouth the words, I love you. It's a beautiful lining, silver and cold, shoot me down. I was desperate, urging you to carry on with what I've got to lose. Everything and nothing, I surrender, let me plunder. Into the deep depths of your strange soul. I am forever enticed, forever lost in everything I haven't said before. Now here I am, confessing my thoughts, my magic to you I bow. There's nothing anymore I hold onto, there's little I say holds me down. The world is a speck and I'm floating beyond, in the space between you smile back. And a thousand tons hits me in the chest. So who are you and where are we? Isn't it strength that you stole?