The days of innocence
for so long our only truth
we come into this world
so imperfect, yet, so innocent
though our innocence is fleeting
with every passing day
until
noting but imperfection
is left
becoming wholly
what we are

You were my drug
you were my sedative
and I'll admit it
I was an addict
I needed you
****, I craved you
I loved how you felt,
flowing through my veins
but you were dangerous
you were harmful
and I nearly overdosed
so as hard as it was
I put you down
and told myself
to walked away
I may still be an addict
I'll probably be one
my whole life
but I'm recovering
and I'm healing
and finally I'm clean

We set off
hand in hand
our pockets empty
but our hearts were full
into the country
into the wild
into the great unknown
we found our place
and our pockets filled
but somewhere along the way
our hands slipped apart
and we drifted
we had lost each other
now I walk alone
out of the wild
out of the country
I return, a poor man
with pockets full
but with empty hands
and an empty heart

One mans' salvation
Is another mans' torment
The things we move to and from
And though it may seem chaotic
Everyone fleeing and racing,
their paths crisscrossing
It is simple, only purpose decides
In which direction
We turn and run

Mr. O'Toole
The drunk 'ol fool
Who spent every night
At the pub on his stool
He never threw darts
Nor ever played pool
Just drank himself blind
And fell asleep in his drool

'Til one summers night
After many a pint
The bar keep said
"This just isn't right
You drink so **** much
You can't stand upright
I'll call you a cab
You're done for the night"

Then Mr. O'Toole
Arose from his stool
And spoke as he finished his drink
"You think me a fool
Well your dumb as a mule
Every glass that you've poured
Has been filled with O'Douls
I'll have you know sir
That you are the fool
For that's the only thing I drink!"

It would take an entire lifetime
to express my love for you
I recognize each and every feeling
but the words won't find their way
the frustration is
what I feel for you
is buried deep inside
I've been digging deep
within myself
trying to pull them
from where they hide
the feelings exist, but
the words I miss
they may never leave my mouth
but trust me dear
I'll never stop
trying to pull them out
though I promise you
I'll never quit
searching for the phrase
know all the while
my love for you
keeps growing
with every passing day