Let’s look at it together she said
But don’t look because you are lonely
That's what he was thinking

Now she realized she doesn’t want integration
Just a partner
That’s different than a relationship of the soul
It meant she was a person
Not a woman trying too hard to convince him to love her

She thought back on her life
She once was fully immersed
Her mind was inside the mind of being a couple
That was where love came to live
But he walked in and out of love
Or so she thought
But he was there all along

She wanted to talk about tonight
He was still thinking about this morning
She just had to know
What do you want to do?
He couldn’t answer the question
There was no need
So she walked away

How did they meet
The times of their mind together
Living in a state of being without
And a state of being what they weren’t
Meeting like this
Without a good reason
Except ***
It went from there

Now she was one
She needed it to feel like that
But he never thought about life
He wouldn’t for at least five more years
And there was nothing she could do to change him

It was a gap
They call it schismogenesis
Or maybe it should be called relationship paralysis
Scientists study it all the time
And talk about it
With other people
And each other
But not her
Or him
She just wanted chemistry
And karma
He was just living
The gap was so far
That’s why she didn’t see him in their mind
It was just so far to the other side

She remembered him
He taught her a few things about expectations
She hated that it took so long
Even worse was that she had to accept it
But everyone has opinions
She wanted hers to be his

It was as if she had to become a man
A young man
She wanted to know that freedom
The blankness
Not needing to be pretty
Just brooding
Or maybe stoic without vanity

She wondered if she would live long enough to change one more time

She had been a young girl
Then a young man
When would she become a wise person
How long would it take

The scientists tried to reach her
But she didn’t know they existed
Or where
Or that they could describe the gap
Or that there was that name for it
It sounded so deep
But so distant
She didn’t want to feel like she had an affliction
But how do you describe the failure of love
Was it like a poem
Or a study

She was the guinea pig
Or  maybe he  was
But they both were

She was embarrassed by all of it
Nobody died
How did it get so deep
The sharing of one mind

Killed by dinner plans

Are you willing to risk a kiss
Or is it the time that passed
The road between us is long
But the memory is longer
It is so easy for me
But not for you
How could you love a man
Who pretends he can't lose
You took a walk
But didn't check the weather
That's the chance you decided to take
I might be a storm
Or light reflecting in a rain forest
You decided to find out
If I was taking pictures
Or showing you my heart

I'm starting to dig reality
The fantasy world is too much
You're too young anyway
Everything you want I try to avoid

I don't worry about being a man
It doesn't pay the rent
If you're hungry enough
What you are is how you're employed

What are you looking at anyway
Jesus said knock it off
How bored you must be
You people judge, your soul destroyed

I'm gonna' remember you
Nothing can ruin a good dream
You love me as I am
I'm not jealous, I'm not paranoid

to not jump,
in anger or despair;
is to not feel,
though you do,
is instead
but to conceal,
the passion
of the moment;
whether bullets
load my eyes
or they kneel
before a pulpit;
repenting
even though
i’m disconnected,
a wire on the road;
it’s hard to live
being rejected
because change
has control now
and sometimes I forget
what was a memory;
but it’s not guilt
or a regret;
my friends
at first puzzled,
now they know;
i make movies
about reality
and the debts I owe;
my cheek
is revealed
and whole;
you took
advantage
of my soul;
but because
i’m so weak
your word
pierced my life
while forgiveness
became a sword;
you know it’s true,
the street is dark
under a light
and the sun
is eclipsed
by my sight

I was so close, too close for comfort
I wanted to see if you really meant it
I watched as you quietly performed
You don’t see it that way though
Living is never an act if it’s true

It's like the things I say
I don't time myself
Inspiration is fleeting
I can only hope you were there

We want a world without taking sides
A way for us to live as our own nature would
We always judge each other by our differences
Why would anyone would want to be the same

I was so close, enough to feel your breath
I wanted to see if you would move away
There is no destination if you’ve arrived
It’s knowing that the place is really a time
I made it ******* myself by falling in love

It's like the things I say
I don't save myself
Inspiration can't wait
I can only hope you were there

We want to be in love without taking sides
A way for us to live as our own heart would
We always try to make each other the same
Why do we forget we once loved our differences

I watched the serenity, alone
Reflections of a mountain sky
I thought of skipping rocks
But it wasn’t my right
It would be unpleasing to the eye
So my stones did not fly
For upon still calm waters, to atone
Is to accept peace in its natural state
And not as something that I own

I watched the war, alone
Failure of the human spirit
I thought about the legacy of man
But what of my right
Is it something that I inherit
Or earn by merit
For upon rippled waters, to atone
Is to know a past life is not the fate
That must cast its dominion upon my own

If she thinks beyond her mate
And arrives at the point of who she is
He will try to pull her back

Because she might continue on

He is not the only one she knows
And he knows
He is not the only one who makes her think
And he knows

But she finally decided

Nothing new can be discovered thinking of something else
Unless you believe in accidents
And she can no longer wait

I saw the stars,
and thought foolishly once again

I asked for so many things;
things I thought were out of reach,
but near to them

I finally realized,
they were asking me all along;
for they were as distant to me
as I to them;
and the things we needed;
from each other
were the things you can find;
from a friend

The color gray has been offered as tribute
the pain of age is not a mark that cares to hide
but within my grasp, change, acceptance
as only a weathered stone would know
standing firm as a relic of the past
stubborn as an eye that loves beauty
solemn as a view from the summit
hard as love that lost its chance, but
waiting for the glowing *** to boil again
every morning I become remembrance
walking slowly on distant shores
because regret is already late
there are no broken mirrors
or paintings of jagged edged emotion
of the time you were my friend
we both know how we once felt
but is it now to live for something new
or for someone who believes in fate
I am a bridge you crossed, lagging behind
the fire you see in the distance is my torch
the moon that once guided us cannot walk straight
there is no more broken glass under our feet
only the sound of a ring falling onto the floor
there are no songs about what was lost
only the wind blowing memories to safe harbors
yet you said maybe
yet you said what could be
is me
but if what is to be
is what is never again
and what once was
will only last forever in gray hue
and tiny lines traced upon our faces
then the final truth is that I loved you
and I knew
that what was inside of you
was what was inside of me

The ocean deep is a quieter place to die
Or next to the stars in the sky
White sands and telescopes say leave us be
Our troubles now so far away
We want more time to love
But now it’s gone

Maybe along side a highway I drove everyday
Cars driving by not knowing what to say
Listening to songs that remind
Of a girl like you
I’ll take your memory with me
It’s how I will stay strong

People are going to keep talking, life goes on
Still I’m surrounded by inspiration
Every ghost, a story to tell
We will share waiting our turn
And when he looks my way
I will admit I did you wrong

Somebody said we weren’t right for each other
Why waste time on one another
But I thought if it didn’t matter
I should wait anyway
And while my love only grew
Still I didn’t know how to belong

But I never did die, the way I walk tells me so
Waves, cars and stars, what do they know?
They will never change like I can
It’s not a funeral but a wedding
The sounds you hear now
Are someone else’s song

there i was far enough along
help me up it’s just my hand
i’ll keep the life you take the trip
where we go from here
that’s not for me to say

i was lent in your belly button
how i got there surprised you
don’t scrape me away yet
i want to hear your insides purr

how did i warn myself about you
i didn’t except to say it’s time

i’m a question inside you
friend or lover it’s so close
i couldn’t take it last week
now i’m back again but still
living like last week’s love affair

the deepest blue is where we left it
i’ve never seen a sun set so reluctantly
come back come back your eyes said
but you were the one who closed them
while the ocean told me to say goodbye

how did i walk so far with you
i didn’t but if felt that way

I require no suggestion from Satan to be wrong
or to hurt someone; there is no one or anything
so shallow in my life that I would seek blame in
the underworld

I seem to be looking for the instructions in dark
places because words of wisdom are unneeded
in the light when a smile cleanses my mind of
all doubt

It is so that I cannot see what I must know
when I need it most because true darkness
does not provide a beautiful warning of
it’s approach or leaving

It seems we must walk with an arrow broken
off inside of us; the bleeding has stopped but
the lesson learned and the memory is always
at hand

I’ve been summoned by life more times than
I can count but each time it was only to remind
that I have more time; for every worry, I received
forgiveness

Was it the lies that I told or the one’s that I
believed as I searched that determined my place;
to live remembering the love of a friend as I watch
them begin to love someone else

His arrogance
knew no boundary for enthusiasm
He had done things
for which only God would punish
And ignored things
for which he would never pay
The song, written,
only to be heard generations later
Waiting for anyone,
able to choose their conscience
Sitting, on top of darkness,
morning light breathing slowly
Is this the final day
to live for a moment without regard
For what use, tomorrow
yesterday, vengeance unrequited
Who will remember
the ancestor of suffering, giving it life
The angry one, though
his freedom rode no underground train
Instead strengthened
by the roar of the tide turning again
For those who walk,
crossing land untouched by soiled feet
The path towards the sun
where the agony of forgiveness will set
Quietly waiting its turn
for God to tell them, I know you

have I tried so hard to see
that I've blinded myself
i'm not fighting the past
but that's not true
i can't remember what it was
yes, that's what I tell myself

i can still smile brightly
i surprise myself sometimes
where did that come from
then i become angry
why should i question myself
when i am happy?

there is so much good
that's what i want to see
i should have said to be
to be what it is i want to see
peace and your smile
that's what you gave to me  

soon what is true will be true
it should be more than a dream
but the water hole awaits
the moon makes no shadow
if you will let it happen to you
then you can show me how

It’s not coming from my eyes
It’s better for the rain to slay
The feelings that dare to swim
To keep them with me always
Not so they can begin again
But to color the things I say
Because it’s my life
And I’m not going to run away

I would wait a thousand nights
Just so you can believe, but you know
Even the sea takes back every wave
The distance is in how we grieve
It’s safer under dark skies
Than inside a dark cave
Lost in a world someone created
It’s better never to enter, only leave

I know what want from me
Looking glass eyes that understand
While my breath is the moon tide
Pushing my hands around your waist
The smile that you summon
Would leave that dark place
And by the morning of the day you see
The dark walls became light by your hand

Deep breath
Yes, there is still something there
A life that I can summon
And I do

My face has changed
But my mind is calm
Not about the world
Just my self-image
Truly
It’s the most amazing thing
I don’t care
But I promise to take a bath

Did you know?
What’s that?
You couldn’t hear me?
And I thought I was so loud
No slight impact
No glancing meaning
Not even an annoyance
It was as if I wasn’t even there
That’s how I learned
Not too handsome
Not too smart
Only the keeper of my own flame

I turned the key
Then decided to walk
I opened an umbrella
But left it inside
I stood up a ladder
But laid down instead
I played a piano
But I didn’t need a song
I remembered what I said
But the meaning was mine
It was all a dream
To be different
To start then stop
To do then not
To know not taught
It’s my way now

Believing only if it saves himself
That is how a man must learn

To find a gentle heart
He looks to others
For his is too heavy to bear
And too troubled to forgive

Not believing in the pain in others
But only in themselves
Believing that another man should not be afraid
While harboring their own fears in the dark
Not believing a man has a breaking point
But knowing they are near to their own

Dreaming then becoming
Surviving then regretting
But should you remember or forget
Having been controlled by everyone
It was their dream after all this time
And not your own

But that a glacier would never melt
Or that a mountain never explode again
The life we live is not long enough for truth
Only for hope and faith

Once they spoke in the dark
Their faces shining by flickering candle light
Still they knew their purpose
And it was not to question the light
But instead to live by it

From so long ago we have read
Was it revealed to man by God
But what have I known of this

Was it because they were so close to living like animals?

But what is deeper or greater in belief
What a man receives for life
Or dreams to save him from himself?

It's time to follow my smile
It’s been trying to talk to me
But I wouldn’t listen
I’m not selling fantasy
I’m not buying love
All I need is what I’ve been missin’

It's time to follow your smile
It’s been trying to talk to you
But you wouldn’t listen
You’re not one night
You’re a lifetime
All you need is what you’ve been given’

We don’t know why we smile
It’s better not to ask
What angels say about us
Are the rumors God must unmask

It's time to follow our smiles
They’ve been trying to talk to us
But we wouldn’t listen
We’re not going to regret
We’re not going to forget
All we need is to start livin’

We don’t know why we smile
It’s better not to ask
What God wants from us
Is the only thing that will last

The ice is cracking all around, melting,
raising up a new sound; a crime against
nature even as we change the arc of
history, not of man but instead in the
ability of irony to command free thinkers
to abdicate their future because they
trust that sufficient caution will never die

A theory so easily spoken; but a pragmatic
not so easily breached, because we stand,
incarcerated by our resentments, regrets
and the life we built around us to wall off
our injured minds from those who could
exploit us in the pretense of our healing

What is sanity when those who deny belief
and those who believe in what others deny
both stand accused of denying reality; the
psychology of every experience elevates us
from the natural to the personality of reason
yet where is the desire to evolve further
than the plunder from which we came?

I walked through every level that supposed
itself to be necessary to extract sorrow if
not by direct application then by witness
of my neighbors bleeding life, but it was
your love that washed ashore where the
sand was grains of glass that had become
only questions of purpose

i could walk the way across the wire
and tell you I understand
but we both know I really don't, so
i will instead be myself;
there is no greater feat for a human
than to overcome himself
to tell his own kind they are wrong
and not pretend he is good;
the fear of heights is the fear of truth;
to say you cannot look down
but that you will watch while they do,
does not comfort them;
what is right except to be human,
to treat you the same
if you are wrong or if you are right;
the words I choose
will be the ones i speak to a man;
no tears no pity,
only the words that my soul believes,
so you know what I know
that my feet are too small for my shoes,
the ones God gave me;
and how many pairs must I try today
until i can wear yours;
can I instead never be a loud goodbye
and speak only soft hellos
can i instead never pretend to know,
except that i do my friend;
i do even though my dreams do not,
life for them goes on;
the tears that flood my nights are truth;
i know they are only for me
for that is the reality of the oppression
and of the protest;
they know you have too much to lose
until you no longer do,
but will your children understand why
cost is greater than comfort,
that childhood is still a dream away;
but they will soon know
that those who came before them
gave them more than life;
they gave them a cross of deliverance
for heaven is still the same

I've awakened alone
on Christmas morning
I've had troubles
that may never end
I've felt despair
that made me question life
I've been rejected
by someone I thought I loved
But I am still alive
as are my scars
The spirit within me
remains pure and knowing
I love my children
and the strength of my being
For despair is temporal
and hope forever mine

I read up on something about forgiveness
He was sayin' seventy times seven
Lord I think that’s why I keep gettin’ lost
Is that the address on the door to heaven?

I wonder if someone is keeping track
This train’s headin’ for another wreck
I can’t keep count and I can’t ride true
I only see a plank that once was a spec

I’m not keeping a list, well
that’s not exactly true, sometimes it’***** or miss
I know I need to get stronger, but
that kind of forgiveness is like walking on water

I started thinkin’ maybe it’s somethin’ different
Is it just a number or somethin' about a trinity?
I keep tellin’ everybody the things they do to me
Maybe God’s sayin’ you only have to count to three

Is that the way
Is that the number
Is that everything
I can’t count high enough
I can’t forgive often enough
Why can’t I live the way of the King?

Four ninety
Four ninety
Is that the address on the door?
I'm gonna' go ahead and knock
But I don't know if I can forgive her anymore

Talk to me Sergeant

Why is my girl telling me about a new friend
He's just a friend
They just talk

She just wants to know that I'm alright
But she won't fix my head
She's not interested in that
It's just a job
And a flag
I should be honored
But it's not like that

Everything is normal for her
She's learning how to get over me
She might as well
I'm not the guy she remembers
It's because now I know
And she can't hear about that
It's too hard

She thinks I'm trained Sergeant
She thinks you made me immune to pain
She thinks you yelled at me enough
But you can't yell that at me enough
You know it
I know it
You know how it would be
You gave me the manual
But not the horror
How could you?

Now she has a friend
It's only a matter of time
Or maybe it's past time
When they tell you they have a friend
It's really a confession
She's lonely
That's enough for anything
Nobody prepared her for that

Tell me about it Sergeant

You couldn't prepare me for the horror
You couldn't prepare her for the loneliness

He's a good listener

I wonder if she was able to enjoy it
She did with me
I could tell
She cried the first time
Somehow I reached her

But now she needs someone's body

He won't reach her
But he's there
And I'm here

That's all it takes

Distance

And time

Now she can talk
Because he will listen
Listen to her
All I can do is read about him

But I can't talk anymore
Not like her
Not like him
She just wants a soldier
I have to be America
I have to be strong

I don't blame her
But I can't take it
I have her picture
I can't defend her honor
I can defend our country
But I can't defend my love for her

I have a gun
He has an ear

I have to ****
He has to listen

I have a picture
He has her

He has her

When I hear your voice
I start to climb the mountain
I can see the breath I lose
It gathers in valleys below
Green meadows of cool air

I will never hold you back
You will be as free as alone
You won’t notice me at all
But if you ever need me
I will waiting for you

I’m not everything
There is more to life
And if you find it
Then you can share it
So I may learn from you

Sometimes you worry
You think I don’t love you
Why would I let you fly away
The window was always open
I never closed it behind you

I’m just trying to tell
If you’re waiting for me
We had a drink once
but time wasn’t ready
Things have changed
I wonder if you’re alone
You always seem so strong
Like your heart has a home

I wanted to see the water run
but it was dry to the bone
When I think back on that day
I remember the color of stone
But it was something strong
laying side by side of each other
I wonder if that’s how we are
hard hearts waiting for the water

All it takes is bravery to ask
I just want to see you again
You showed me your smile once
I thought I’d made a new friend
But what we all want is more
and we’re afraid of chance
The dead weight of the past
floated by with our last romance

The thing is I emptied the river
It’s too fast to get too deep
It’s better to leave something
shallow enough for you to sleep
I have to be able to see you
and not expect you to drown
If only you would think of me
when the sun goes down

Are you just one more person who wished man was never born?
The wars of our lifetime are more deadly than those of antiquity
But instead we worry about the weather

What we fight for is easy when all we have to do is cultivate shame
Someone is living a life the same as you though he sleeps well
I wonder how it is we will ever come together

Has there ever been a warning that one day made you wonder?
The man who spoke loudest said now you will die soon
But I already knew that I won’t live forever

Did you excel at amassing a fortune and then laughing about it?
Or building fences dividing the land because you wrote the law?
But those who love the poor is our true measure

She’s living a hard life
One that her smile won’t reveal
She cares for her children
Her mother said that kind of love is real

Still she made love once
It was how she felt long ago
Now she’s feeling lonely
But her pretty face won’t let it show

They don’t always drop from the sky baby
They don’t, no they don’t
You know I’m staring at the clouds too
But instead of you falling for me
It’s me falling for you

She’s living a life of love
Her children sleep knowing that it’s true
Let me show them
That a man can love the same as you

She’s worried all the time
About bringing in someone new
Every man tries to catch her eye
But it’s over a beer or a shot or two
That’s not life to her
She wonders if they know
It’s not always easy driving home alone
But her heart knows which way to go

They don’t always drop from the sky baby
They don’t, no they don’t
You know I’m staring at the clouds too
But instead of you falling for me
It’s me falling for you

I’m glad I lost someone that I loved
I’m glad I’ve felt being alone
Love is not about kicking the right leaves in a pile
It’s about the chance to bring them to you
And remember the one you picked
The Fall that you rose again
When you looked at me
It was the way the season knew who you were
Moving towards the next one
The chill was the end of the sunshine
But the colors were the hope of our differences
Until the flat carpet of memory told me so
You just lived a life
But it’s not over
You just became a human being

i wanted to be calm, reborn
like still waters
of a sleepy country pond
before the dawn
even as an eagle, reaching
scratches the surface
suspicious of the life he sees
in his own reflection

i clung to the warm covers
not to sleep
but because dread, watered
by life
disturbing what had been planted
so deep
my blood, pushed and pulled
by futility
rearranging the space, where
it was lodged
as i could only hope to isolate myself
next to chosen memory

allow me to walk this earth
in the new
awakening each time i face
sorrows of old
to declare the future i desire
for myself
to comfort those who believe
in me
without expectation of reward
only the blessing
that strong i walk, no matter
the currents i cross
powerful in belief and resolve
to know purpose
and to calm the waters that ripple
of reflections of itself

How it must feel to know
It’s as if my words aren’t real
My skin is peeling but the blood won’t leave
I’m hiding in the sunshine for something I can’t steal

I keep telling you, but I know, I know
The words fade because you chose the distance
I thought about the hand you always play
It reminded me you’d gamble away your existence

I don’t mind
I don’t mind being strong
Or being so weak
I need love
But I won’t die
If you think our love is wrong

What did you think when I called
Did you like the fact that it was your choice
Or was it that you know this is the only time
That you could really hear love in my voice?

How it must feel to go
It’s as if I am no longer real
Your skin crawls with bumps you try to ignore
You heart still knows how it is that I make you feel

I don’t mind
I don’t mind being strong
Or being so weak
I need love
But I won’t die
If you think our love is wrong

She was alive as the sun rose
Now, baptized by our tears
Innocent forevermore
You know her
In the laughter of a playground
And the anguish of her mother
While the quarrels between strangers
Dig another grave

i write not to remember
what you will never forget
i think thoughts to forget
that you will always remember
we had moments to remember
that we will never forget
we will try to forget
what we will always remember

He was always looking out for the girl
He'd shield her from winter winds
And the loneliness that followed her everywhere

She liked the way he smiled when he talked
He had a friendly heart
He knew when to let go and when to care

They didn't ask each other questions
The decided to take it slow
They preferred the shade over the glare

He thought about her all the time
He knew what she wanted
It was just time the he wanted to share

There was a time he'd sweep her off her feet
Now he was afraid of his own desires
Was it her or just her beautiful hair?

She knew he wanted to settle down
He just didn't know how
It was his heart she had to repair

There is no distance further than your dreams

There is no boundary, no line,
no horizon

Courage and fear roam freely,
tending to their own flocks;
wandering without humility  
or remorse

Love that has not been planted,
becomes a forest

Love that sleeps walks in the night;
unafraid of shadows or bright lights

You met him before you knew better;
but there is nothing you cannot imagine

He is perfect because your desires are perfect

If you cannot meet your own kind
in the very place you invented,
then you will never know him
when he knocks upon your door

There is no closeness that you can endure,
unless you have dreamed in a yearning state;
when flowers suddenly appear above a fence,
what was a life alone becomes a life together;
but who would know these things,
except someone from far away?

When you find something
There is something you lose
You have to be willing
You can't be afraid
That's who you are now
But you will remember what you lost
For those are the steps you first took
And while you may never take them again
They remind you that no matter where you stand
You will find another place
If you are strong enough to begin again

I told her I was going to kiss her
But she beat me to it
It was so fast and then she laughed
I said maybe I didn’t say that right
She said maybe you didn’t
But you got what you paid for

She said that’s what a memory tastes like
It’s never long enough
I said it wasn’t time for remembering
It was time for dreaming
She smiled and said keep it to yourself
I’ve heard that kind of talk before

It’s not time for losing control
It’s not time for reading minds
It doesn’t matter if it's late
It’s still the first date
Still the first date

Somebody told her older men can’t wait
I said maybe we’re afraid of time
It’s because we know how good it can be
She said it will be better than ever
But she wanted a cigarette first
Later we’d only spend time doing it again

I decided to light it for her
She was in control and that was her game
It didn’t matter to me anyway
At least my pride is tougher than a long night
Then she said you don’t care how I act
As long as you get what you want in the end

It’s not time for losing control
It’s not time for reading minds
It doesn’t matter if it's late
It’s still the first date
It’s still the first date
First date
It's still the first date

I know the feeling of uneasiness for the first
time; for the world has arrived at our door,
the fortress is no more; I am growing up as
I know each day is now where fear comes to
feed upon our lives; and yet it is still a prayer
that is the thin line between a long life and
one that is the horror of tomorrows news;
it’s them, always them, people who aren’t
real; but they are; they are as real as my own
thoughts and dreams; but I do not know where
the thoughts behind my eyes live or where
they go when I am asleep

For those walking to the far corners of freedom,
where the shadow begins as the sun falls upon
our lives and so too the rainbow when the rain
finally yields to mercy upon those washed upon
the shores of injustice, dreaming their souls may
one day know peace, the strain upon the inelastic
thread of an pretended peace is applied so that
all who believe in its fabric may know how easily
it will unravel with the slightest tug as it was laid
beneath our feet so long ago with forgotten
intentions but now buried under the dust of
unrelenting indifference

Is the outrage of our life over death or respect;
is life so cheap that words and icons are favored
over what happens on our streets; can a man be
so numb that he believes those who perish must
somehow deserve the fate that came to know
them so intimately; the fatalistic view of life is
that God’s will explains everything, yet is it so
simple that evil triumphs over good at the hand
of the moment God looked away or does he
passively observe to see if we choose to beg for
his mercy or curse his name?

Our swords have been drawn; heaven has struck
once again, dividing brother against brother while
the secular army marches forward, likewise as
unmindful to love as they are determined to
****** their gilded steely ideals home in the name
of the mother who bore them as the blood
splatters upon a poor woman begging for food
while her child feeds upon hopeless *******;
neither of whom cares to provide milk for the God
who allows good and evil or those who built the
bridge between two nations casting blame upon
each other

Is there no common purpose no matter our
conviction of creation; must a declaration of
belief in the God of Abraham followed by a
declaration that he rose from the dead or
rose while alive or did not rise at all or is it
that a declaration that no supposed God is
necessary to reign supreme over men trying
to live their lives without dying while silence
continues to disintegrate the love all men
carry for anyone other than their children;
is this the choice, God or no God; this God
or that; this messiah or that; this word or
that; but love is neither this or that, rather it
is that which is this which is that I feel when
I see my love tell me that I am neither this or
that but instead that I am that I am

Give me your feelings
I’ll have them back to you soon
In an altered state
Not what you walked in with
So you must be ready
It may prove something to you
Maybe how little you actually control
Because what I choose to say
Are the things I know that make you care
But not for me
Or for you
Or even us
It will be about someone else
Or something else
Something desperate
Something so overwhelming that you won’t believe
Because nobody can believe what is overwhelming
But it is true
That kind of fear is true
That kind of courage is true
But what good is it to think about these things?
What good is it to listen to a song?
There is nothing left when it’s over
You are the same
Whatever your situation
But deep down inside something changed
You sense it
You know it
But you cannot prove it to anyone
Except to the one who did it to you
Because they wanted to pass it on to you
And they sensed it inside themselves
And to prove it to you
They had to do it to you
And now they know
And now you know

When she is in your past
    you think of yesterday

When she is in your dreams
    you think of someday

When she is in your arms
    you think of today

When she is in your heart
    you think of everyday

There are four kinds of people
The one getting rich
off of all those he can see
The one who admires the game
but hasn’t won yet
The one who knows better
and...

It’s the saddest point of all
When we’re burying the past
at land or at sea
The generation last is finally us
when we finally forget
It's not the one kids care to know
except...

I don’t think I am anything
I just tell you what I think
as it comes to me
I’m not above anybody else
at least none that I’ve met
I just know how high I want to be
with...

There is no life without strife
No life without a burial
and even that is not free
Take an eye coin from the fire
and flip it for our next bet
Still I would suffer all the same
for...

Take me to the oldest marking
The one with my name upon it
from a long lost century
Would it be carved with a serpent
upon the stone that was set
Or a dove with a message of love
from...

I already know how to live
But I don't know you
I want to ask you
If being in love
Is what you want to do

I decided to let it go
Life is not for me to complain
Asking you to waste time with me
It's a chance to find out
If love doesn't work as hard as we do

I'm not trying to convince anybody
I don't need someone to be right
I just realized how long we've talking
I feel less sure than when I walked in
But falling too fast is what fools do

I see you decided to listen to me
You really want to know
I'm talking too much again
I have to believe in myself
I just need to know if you do

i could reject everything
but i have to love something
don't i?
It's easy to love nature
or animals
there's no trust involved
but people
who are so much more
can be so much less
don't pretend on me
we either belong together
or should just use each other
to practice our manners
but you don't have to
i'm ok if you move on
we never really knew each other
we kept our clothes on
my bags are still in the car
can you tell me though
which side of the cage was i anyway?

I thought I’d been to hell and back
But I went one more time just to be sure
There’s more than one face on the devil
And more than one fire without any cure

I might have seen you there once or twice
We can’t get along but we like the same place
If we’re gonna’ be miserable why not together?
It’s too hard to fight then sit down to say grace

I saw both of you down there
Maybe you lost your way
Maybe I made you that way
I never belonged
Not even for a day
But I loved you once

The fire was so loud
We couldn’t hear each other
Trippin’ on our mistakes
Never knowing the weather

I know how hard love can be when it’s wrong
We made a conversation that couldn’t stay calm
It was almost as if we met window shopping
Mannequin clothes aren't in style very long

I saw myself down there
I know I lost my way
Love doesn’t act that way
I tried to belong
For more than a day
But I only loved you once

How many shoes have you tried on
Nobody said life had to be about people gone
The memory you left can only smile at dawn

There never was a storm between us
In fact it never rained
But tomorrow was all you could think of
And that brought the clouds to your day

I wonder how long a person should think about it
Did you decide what we had was all there is
Or did I only remind you of how it could be?

How many men have you brought home
You won’t know them until you’re alone
Now if I ask all your eyes can do is roam

There never was a storm between us
In fact it never rained
But tomorrow was all you could think of
And that brought the clouds to your day

if it is in the desert where my soul must learn
to give
then I will live off of the sand as my thin skin
turns red
if my judgment be made by the house in which
I live
then I will suffer along with those who have
no bed
if I cannot convince anyone of this then listen as
I look
through a golden lattice at a sitar drowning in
our hate
how far must I travel to find the inner truth that
time took
while a conch on the desert or the beach sings
my fate

A falling mountain stream
From the sky on down it runs
You can hear it from the graveyard
While the moon gathers what the sun left behind

Trying to sell what a farmer grows
You can't get rich living like that
Rest in peace, it made him think of them
Nobody ever starved singing songs of memory

Peace resting at his feet
He thought about their hard life
They made it all the way to heaven
Singing like a stream made of light

He could fix a flat and grow a garden
Children and chores never thinking about it
In between prayers, songs of the country
That's how they always finished the day

Peace Lord peace
Peace resting at his feet
Peace Lord peace
Peace resting where peace can sleep

It is the exclusion of the exception
that fires your mind; suggestions deep
enough to gain your attention but vague
enough to prompt your objection burn
deeply into apathy’s lethargy

Art is creation while change is alchemy;
can working on yourself  be so transformative
that your mind becomes your art? It is your
actions that they will see and what you
inspire in others will become your muse

Irony; it was in the air that I could not see and
the thoughts I could only feel but not show
that brought the purpose of my existence into
view and yet I still asked why

It seems I make my mistakes only when
my personality is involved; but what I feel
is always right for me because my heart
does not concern itself with being memorable
or justified

There needs to be more because she needs
more than what I need; I could walk alone for
days and still love her but that’s not what
she bargained for when she decided to give
me a chance

Until I know the difference between a sandstorm
in the desert and a hurricane in the ocean the
vastness between perception and truth will always
be a trek that only a desperate human being would
ever consider; I wonder if that is what I have become

Every time I have to explain myself
I realize something is not getting through
I can’t always worry about the things I say
Someday you'll know what I said was true

I'd rather be honest while we smile at each other
You seem happy but there is something to be found
One day you'll realize what's happened to your mind
Becoming lovers will happen without a sound

You will always be free
Even if we're together
It doesn't mean I don't love you
Because when I think of you I think of forever

I'll live my life while you do the things you do
All I want is time for us to be me and you

I could sing the blues all night long
Or be humble about having a life at all
I don’t want to bring anybody down
I'll let the leaves do that when they fall

I wonder about my place in your life
I have mine too and I don't need another
Sometimes it’s more than we can be
But without love we pretend not to suffer

You will always be free
Even if we're together
It doesn't mean I don't love you
Because when I think of you I think of forever

I'll live my life while you do the things you do
All I want is time for us to be me and you

I knew them all;
boys really, but
factors nonetheless;
we never talked
about our parents;
what was to say
except that we
were free to be
the crazy people
we really were

I thought I was
just getting started,
but instead
everything I
needed to happen,
happened and I
can only think
of one professors
common name
because he told
me I wouldn’t

I never read
another man’s
thoughts; I only
wanted facts;
I listened to songs
because that was
the heart speaking;
but I didn’t have
the nerve to follow|
what they were
saying, so I only
tell you now

Is reality believing
or not believing; is
it a feeling or having
the nerve to ask
why he made
people who never
had a chance
while others were
born to mock them

It starts without any
allegiance except
to truth and love;
and to anyone,
because what we
must forget
is why we hate
someone we do
not know

Am I to believe
that what a friend
once said when we
were too young to
care guides the
light I thought I
saw when I read
that he died?

What is so normal
about not being
able to love like
a dog? I thought
about trying to
be what you
wanted but you
wanted me even
though I wasn’t
what you wanted

I could talk
about love but
where is it? Is
it too soon to
say that what
I once knew is
all I will know?
I could go about
things one way
or the other
but which way?

It's her eyes that said so
It's mine that has to show
No matter how little she says
It's the pain I must risk I know

You're stronger than me
I know you're no longer bound
But you must rather die
Than make the first sound

Ok I'll go first
I can take it
If you say no
Then I will know
That the way I live
Is to love even if you don't

How long am I going to wait
I know the lines on you face
The one's you ignore
But they are the life I want to taste

I'm not that important
At least not enough to fear
But if I could love you like I do
Then you will tell me what I want to hear

Ok, I'll go first
I can take it
If you say no
Then I will know
That the way I live
Is to love even if you won't