Do we talk about nothingness
Smiling with our voices
Instead of thinking of a time to confess
If we could only love the plains the same
The breathtaking expanse of distance
Walking towards a horizon picture frame
Holding hands, always together

I wondered why it was
All the romance I ever knew
Lived so far away
I kept fooling myself
Saying I wanted to love somebody
But I never knew how

Every sunset makes paintings out of dust
It is the same within my heart
The clouds of my mind, stirred only by lust
But inside the rock formations
To see your face again, reflections of love
Carve themselves, memory creations
Reminding me, once again

Being so hard to reach
Don't waste my time
That's me and you
But does your heart want
All the love I feel for you

I want you to feel the same
That desperation in your touch
I want to feel it from you
But your hand won't reach across
The love between me and you

It's the only thing worth living for
You told me that in a dream
I was laying next to you
I could feel your warm breath from
The love my heart put inside of you

So many things you don't want
Missing a lover missing his kiss
Missing him say I love you
But a life like that
Is a life only about you

I carry it with me wherever I go
The times we spent together
The heart I came to know

In my life I gave you my best times
We didn’t talk about the weather
It was an exploration of our minds

So many years have passed
We lost a mother and a father
But the memories are what last

I don’t think life passed me by
You’re not just an old letter
People can see you in my eye

You took your leave by your hand
I don’t know if living long is better
I don't know what God has planned

I wonder if I would want to know
Are we just a left behind feather?
There is no pretension after we go

Every year I think I’m dying
It’s when nature becomes browner
But then I survive my minds crying

I don’t live for love on the horizon
I just pray for the pollen of an old flower
The night kings finally became human

No matter which side you're on, the truth has it's own lane...

I think there’s a girl like that still around
Her head is full of log cabin love not yet made
Getting older is when dreams become memories
It’s like a song she lived before it’s ever been played

The only gold she ever wanted is about forever
She doesn’t want to buy candles for the shelf
It’s a simple life of braids and just enough light
She’ll draw the wick and pour the wax herself

Looking outside her door
It’s right next to the front yard
Everything she thought about
Why does life make it so hard?

She has to start wake up sooner than later
What she thought of can’t wait any longer
She has to live her life even if it’s alone
It’s time because she’s never been stronger

Looking outside her door
She hates playing pretend
A dream can be so real
Why wait for it to begin?

Is there a pillow you dream on?

I have one too
I have one too
I have one too

You can tell a lot about a person
If you take out their trash
The things they throw away
Once meant something to them
Now it’s the another man’s problem

She’s just not going to tell you
You have to guess and hope it works
It’s better though not to pick a card
You might not be a prophet tomorrow
If you were you’d be too old for her

I’m not a prophet
I’m not a shaman
But I can tell you what’s going to happen
Somebody’s gonna’ cry
But I can’t tell you who it might be
I just hope it’s not you or me

I’m awake again in the same place
I think too much to be much fun
How can I relax under the moonlight
When I try to solve puzzles in the sky
By looking at reflections in your eye

Some guys always guess right
It’s the gift they were born with
They can be whatever it takes
Being too honest was my original sin
You didn’t tell me that’s what you wanted

I’m not a prophet
I’m not a shaman
But I can tell you what’s going to happen
Somebody is gonna’ cry
I won’t tell you who it might be
It might be you or it might be me

i’ve never been an actor
only degrees of myself
the mercury keeps rising
as if it has a mind of itself
it feels like a neo noir movie
dark, grim like a detective
so much I didn’t foresee
so much that’s unexpected

i have a friend, beautiful, caring
we had drinks at a restaurant
she wanted me to meet her friend
what is it that she could really want
i keep wanting to ask her about it
it’s as if my heart is afraid to die
it’s as if i can’t risk one heart beat
if only she knew my eyes don’t lie

which one is worse
being unhappily secure
or sleepless fulfillment
it’s something we all endure
i don’t worry about lunch
or buying someone a ring
i have you in all my prayers
but you only live by the wing

i wonder how one-sided it can be
dreams are only what we remember
if I tell someone then it’s not a dream
it’s just another line from an actor
it's like watching people board a plane
i’m not sure if they know why they’re going
waiting to get there is how they live
but arriving is how you’ll soon be knowing