Take me to your river, I want to know.

It’s like I am a guitar and the fingers
of lovers are strumming the strings
Spinning my emotions,
Commanding me to stay,
She said

We walked the busy streets of Montmartre
Its bright lights as warm as our love.
A Paris to full of lovers
overflowing in this spring night.
To find us a little studio place.
In a Paris with no space.

She stops for a kiss
Its fingers are making me
sing love songs.
I am so in love with you,
So in love,
she sighed

We walked from room to room.
seeking the pure light from the north.
To touch her beauty as I painted her.
She poses for the magic of my brush.

I feel like it is you inside me
Your fingers playing my heart
Allowing it to beat and flow blood
Keeping it safe and loved
she said*

I entered her through
, the door of her heart
Which she opened for only me.
And there In Paris
that long ago springtime
I found my home
Where I would never leave.

I fight my way through the
cold cold wind
snow
and freezing rain
the cold on my face
burns
my faith
is leaving me
my expectation
is low
should I stop
and fall
by the wayside
or fight on

I force my eyes
open
to see a bright light
shining
beckoning me
on on with
hope in my
heart
I reach the light
and the
warmth within
as I thaw
I awaken
close the door
and leave
the past
and life's winter gloom
behind me
Peace is with me

One day someone began to say
We would all be better off dead
So young and hopeless like a god
A boy swore to defy the odds

Following the pulse of his dread
He raised a genius from the dead
To go on a glorious rant
Silently, inside of his head

As it meant nothing to compare
His feelings to those they all wear
«Please forgive me for the sad thoughts»
He said before he hurt their hearts

You're just a mad recurring dream
And you feed on my self-esteem
You made me see through the world's skin
So you could burn me from within

This one man noticed, staring shy
The void in the depth of an eye
A million days of devotion
And from his rage flowers blossomed

You took everything from me, Mr No Name.
You took everything from me, Mr I Take What I Want.
You took everything from me, Mr She Wanted It.
You took everything from me, Mr Her Cries Were Born From Pleasure.
You took everything from me, Mr Dark Burned Into My Mind.
You took everything from me, Mr Clothed and Untouched.
You drank all of my essence and now I am a tea-bag, drained.

Heart full of love
when I was a child.

Love vanishing away,
as days were passing by.

Then my heart got ripped,
and then again. And again. And again.

You put the pieces together,
when you came into my life.
You filled the cracks on my heart
with love and happiness,
once again.
And I felt whole.
I felt like my heart was saved.

But when you left,
you took back what you gave me,
and my heart was empty again
never saved.