Days left unlived
Truths left unspoken
Pain like this
Leaves a person broken
Hopelessly hopin
For a thing that will never be
But the gods are just jokin
At the expense of me

I wonder what i'll have learned
by the time I meet my death..
Will every second have counted,
or only the last breath?
Money is nothing to the departed.
And when the day is done and gone,
nobody finishes like they started.
What can I take if i can't carry it physically.
And where do I go when i am dead?
Out of all the lessons i've learned
can I remember any without a head?
Am I nothing or everything,
as I walk on earth in the flesh?
I am living everyday wondering,
if i'm just elements among the rest.
Tho I believe in heart-something like soul,
and against this there is no contest.
The wealthy don't have diamonds and gold,
but in wisdom they are blessed.
So I take pride in what I know,
and explore with the curiosity of a child.
I'm trying to ****** the days,
and overcome the wiles.
There must be more to discover,
cause how will the stars continue to shine?
After the morning I don't wake to another,
will I see a divine sun rise in the other side?
The end might be years away,
but it's always lurking near by.
It might even happen today,
or right now, or within the hour.
I don't know and I don't want to,
Some answers are as the thorns of a flower,
some knowledge must be felt or experienced.
There must be some greater objective.
With all I sought I found what best did,
put what's important into perspective.
Things that can never fall apart,
and that i will no longer let be neglected.
Cause i've found the truth in my heart,
I am a soul being perfected.

thank god for this spring
I thought the cold had laid claim
to everything seasons bring
to who it is i became..
when I look back on things
what i see isn't the same
as I remember it seeming then
back when you knew my first name
that which you'll never know again
thank god the sun finally came
now-i only speak of you with amens
cause i wont let my sun shine in vain
down on ghosts and deadmen
who speak without having brains
and never know when
to take a break from the games
this truth feels like rays on my skin
so enjoy assigning blame
and talkin that same **** you've been
cause i'm on a whole nother plane
that you can't even see or comprehend
just know the truth will never change
no matter how hard you pretend

I wonder what all i'll have learned
by the time I meet my death..
Does every second count,
or only the last breath?
Money matters not to the departed.
When the day is done and gone,
I won't finish like I started.
What can I take with me that I cannot carry?
Where do I go-where are the dead?
Out of everything I learned,
what will I know without my head?
Am I nothing or everything,
as I walk on earth in the flesh?
I live and I wonder,
am I just elements among the rest?
But I believe in heart-something like soul,
and against this there is no contest.
The wealthy don't have diamonds and gold,
but in wisdom are blessed.
So I take pride in education,
with the enthusiasm of a child.
Curiously trying to ****** the days,
and overcome the wiles.
There must be more to discover,
how will the stars continue to shine?
The morning I don't wake to see another,
will a divine sun rise?
The end could be years away,
but always lurking near by.
It might even happen today,
right now or in an hour.
I don't know and I don't want to,
Some answers are as thorns on a flower,
some knowledge must be felt and experienced.
Does this plot must have a greater objective?
Through all I sought-I found what best did,
put the important things into perspective.
Things that will never fall apart,
that i will no longer let be neglected.
I found truth in my heart,
a soul perfected.

If we individually decide we've had enough
If we rise up and do what we want
If we respect each other and ourselves
If we destroy fundamental roles
If we pursue our own dreams
Then, and only then, will change happen
We don't won't change
We have never had that ripping hunger
For things to be different
For if we had, they would already be different
Existence is nothing
We must live