Lo que los ojos de una mujer pueden decir
Es más de lo que un hombre podría decir
Pero lo que sus oídos fingen escuchar
Es más doloroso que el silencio de su boca
Porque el sueño un día también crecerá en silencio
Y volverá al silencio de sus ojos para preguntarle a su corazón
¿Por qué me miró mientras dormía tranquilamente?
Porque mi vida es atormentada como un lobo aullando a la noche

it’s a way to live
relationship instead of ambition
the making of cherished memories
no time lived for waste
no life lived for time

it seems we live to avoid a cold shower
or heat, the type the world knew long ago
we do not walk upon glass except by choice

at least not those of us with parents who knew how to love

what is true insanity except harm to yourself
and those you love
but is it so much to reject the rituals of life
rituals intended to save us from living like savages
but instead we play a hand  from the wrong deck

everything you need to know about me is in an envelope
at least everything that proves I was here anyway
the rest of it resides in the memory of those who care
i am alive as long as they are
that is why i love them so much
for it is them who keeps me alive

who would need to travel to know people are the same
or speak ten languages
there is enough pain in my own heart to know
why do we believe the message
when every conversation speaks the opposite?

i wonder if people treat each other the way we judge them
that is why I do not judge my children
for they are not to live as criminals
or inferiors

we take drugs to escape reality
but true reality is like a drug,
when death is easy
and life is cheap
there is no purpose to reason

by the right i have to say such things
what is beauty in the night sky
is only the reflection of what i see in you
for what inanimate object that awaits my eyes
could ever know you like I do?

that’s why i look so hard at the night sky
it knows where you are and guides your light to me

En un sueño
Me convertí en marinero cuando antes temí el diluvio
Ya que en el agua volví a nacer
En un sueño
Me convertí en el silencio cuando antes solo me oía a mi mismo
Ya que en el silencio escuché una voz
En un sueño
Me convertí en un momento cuando antes solo pensé en mañana
Ya que en ese instante no tuve preocupación.
En un sueño
Me convertí en la sabiduría cuando antes solo rezé por locura juvenil
Ya que en mi mente supe de virtud
En un sueño
Me convertí en la esperanza de la boca de una paloma antes de ahogarme
Ya que el árbol de la vida estaba ahora en mis manos
En un sueño
Soy la imaginación cuando antes solo fui duda
Ya que hoy solo veo lo posible
En un sueño
Me convertí el la creación cuando antes fui solo destrucción
Ya que hoy me ha perdonado el pasado
En un sueño
Me convertí en regalo cuando antes fui solo egoismo
Ya que mis anhelos se hicieron perdón
En un sueño
Me convertí en la humildad cuando antes fui la arrogancia
Ya que mi nave tan fácilmente se perdió
En un sueño
Me convertí en la piedad cuando antes fui la penitencia
Ya que las piedras que sostuve cayeron de mis manos
En un sueño
Me convertí en justicia cuando antes fui venganza
Ya que lo justo es amor
En un sueño
Me convertí en vida cuando antes solo supe de muerte
Ya que la gracia me recordó mi opción

You wish to be equals
Though you desire my love
Not to be ruled
But to be conquered in the night
So that you may walk in the light
Knowing of my love
And my desire
To be your equal
As a man must be
To love a woman like you

What are we asking of ourselves now
Only equality if death must decide for us
We don't know what discomfort will produce
Street fighting or words without seeing eyes
Demands for peace only start another war
At the moment we become politicized
Our minds close and truth is abandoned
What we believe is what comforts us most
Even if hatred is our elixir and love our lie
But as our children discover the morning light
They will know that even darkness must sleep
And the changing of the guard will become love

The love born from a mother
In her soul will love ever recover?
Why did you take her Lord?
Why do you make her suffer?

“Verily there is no greater love
than to give your life for another
but there is also no greater pain
than that borne by a mother
and as she sees her child rise
as only the holy spirit can carry
I have blessed her soul again
as I have the ****** Mary”

The love felt by a father
In his soul will love ever rise?
Why did you take her Lord?
Do you see the tears in his eyes?

“I know of his pain for
I too have felt it in the lamb
and I have spoken of him
the same as I spoke to Abraham
who offered his own son
as I would later offer my own;
I will raise your daughter now and
your faith shall be forever known”

The love known by a family
In their souls will love live?
Why did you take her Lord?
Will they ever learn to forgive?

“It is written that to believe in me
is to receive the grace of eternal life
but I must ask for a deeper faith
in order to soothe my own strife
for I have made man in my image
and I also feel pain as do you
but though I have made all things
my heart needs an angel too”

Without fanfare
It has come to this
I am alone
Even in the light of day
My own shadow has run
Away
From me
Its mate
Its source
Of life
What depth
Can be plumbed
Where despair
Can thrive
Where answers
Go to die
Where doom
Is afraid
To speak
Where gloom
Is cut
On its own blade
Where the only true companion
Nature's signature
Refuses to lay
Even when I beg
The sun to burn through me
And deliver the light
That will color my back
The only shade worthy
Of my plight
It will not be delivered
By day
Or night
What irony of pain
Exerts itself
Where darkness
Is denied
Refusing to join
Refusing to listen
Only willing to abandon
Completely
Because
It knows
I must go alone
Because
It was my mistake
Because
I was wrong
So wrong
I can do nothing right
Not even make a shadow
In the light

Every color is black
     When they can only paint in the dark
Every river runs dry
     When love no longer flows
Every feeling turns blue
     When sadness is as deep as the ocean
Every question starts with why
     When your heart no longer knows

Every eye is shut
     When the happiness of others is all you see
Every heart stops beating
     When there is no answer for your call
Every mind is closed
     When you cannot understand your loss
Every love is dead
     When their soul offers nothing at all

I walked towards you from a vanishing life
With every intention of adorning my loneliness
With you
I held you in my arms and found within your body
Every desire that I felt alone at night
Without you
I asked you why you let me in when you said no before
And you told me that finally your fearful mind
Got out of the way
You had the aura of availability yet I could never be sure
Your smile had no message to tell
It had no feeling to convey
Now as you gasp at my boldness
You realize how fantasy explodes on contact
And submission becomes real
You failed to see in my exposed eye
How I would ravage you until you were exhausted
Your virtue my last meal
And as the lonely enter a new world
Of reckless abandon and no restraint
Will we remember
That even as I made you bloom
The leaves may scatter soon on the pavement
Because every love has its Fall

Every story has a broken heart
It's not what you said that happened
Because you'll only remember a few words
Probably the last two
Goodbye Forever Don't Go
The rest stays waiting for your next failure

Every story has an ending
The lucky ones don't know theirs yet
They keep failure next to a bible
Or maybe just a knowledge of life
They're strong enough to know a good thing
And they knew it when they met

Every story has already been told
But that's not really true
Nobody saw it like you because it's real to you
It's important enough to tell somebody
If you can get them to listen
If you can then it all really happened to you

Ever story is about loving somebody
Sometimes it takes a woman to make a man
She has to decide if he's worth the time
Loyalty won't let her ask that question
But your mistakes will one day
Then you'll have your own story to tell

Ever story tells itself to a friend
But a stranger is a chance for a new life
It's better though to talk after thirty years
To be able to look back and think about before
The things we said really did matter
It's true because we love each other as friends

There's plenty for me to cry about
So many hearts in heaven touching mine
At least it was real and it's still the same
But your eyes, where I now see the truth
It's where I finally understood time

Passing quickly and taking it's toll
On the way we live and the way we love
Too much for granted, too many mistakes
But what I could never understand
At least I do now and what it's made of

It's not a long night without missing someone
But heaven is always bathed in the light
It passes quickly for spirits that finally know right
While we learn the hard way after it's done

You help me live, you help me give
Even though I don't always know it
The way I look at you, a reflection
Of the things I wanted to see
I need you more than I like to admit

It's not a long day without missing someone
But what ends begins again in the night
Feelings that once fell short become so right
When everything becomes what was once none

She wanted everything
But the world was not enough
She said it was too shallow
He showed her the moon
But she said it made her sad
So he gathered up the stars
And made a necklace
But she said it was too heavy
Then he took the rings of Saturn
And placed them on her finger
But she said it was too cold
Then she started to cry
Because she finally knew
What she really wanted
Was not everything except
Everything about you

To have done something, have you learned anything
other than the fact that it could be done and it could
be done by you; the next day do you tell everyone,
do you expect deference or do you quietly wonder
about the need for accomplishment without insight;
what if they carried you off, joyously praising you for
something that made them happy though it did not
change their lives; would it mean so much to you to
have changed their feelings for a moment so deeply
that they would remember it forever even though
it was not enough to enable a child to be fed by it’s
mother who cannot pay the rent on time; would you
rationalize the use of a tool that had no morality or
virtue except the blankness needed to achieve the
result so desired by those who cannot achieve it
on their own; or maybe a body so desirable that
you cannot hear a word she says because what is
that compared to the fantasy that you have built
around her face; it is only a matter of knowing why
you live and beyond the crashing times of your life
what you would do that could make time meaningful;
can you make up your mind to share these things
with me; can you make up your mind to waste time
while we create feelings that only the hand of another
can summon from within; can you tell me how you
feel without fear of the retribution of honesty that
someone who only exists not to learn but to consume
would deliver; no matter the day or the time, you do
not know if it is the beginning or the end, only that
the next decision you make could be the one that
changes your life if only you can discern between
growth and mere existence

I'm not waiting for anything
Though that's not really true
What am I missing anyway
Only the last romance

I can't start what can never end
At least not until I'm willing
I'm acting like such an adult
Can you love a child?

I'm not detached anymore
The lake is mine now
I finally decided I belong
I see the path is you

Walking alone is being free
My thoughts know no distraction
It's as if everyone agrees with me
If only I could

I want to show you around
I have to not be afraid
It's not like flying in a plane
It's losing you

I forgot how it all works
I think I need you to say it
I'm can take it from there
But I can wait

He always felt the pressure, with eyes
that weighed life only through the mind;
though not too strong or sardonic; he
listened closely to her apologies to others
for life’s unrelenting random decisions;
but dead still fatalism was the only
logic that he allowed to approach

He should have known, her languid eyes
weighed life only through the heart;
though not so delicate, nor sympathies
hopelessly buried in allegory, she
laid the dead pennies upon his eyes
while blood became clear because she
said so

But she knew how to laugh, it was
as close as she would come to pretending
she didn’t care so much; it was because
of days spent drowning in her own futile
black and white world; seeing life only in
the light of kindness and the darkness of
shadows begging to lift their veil

He laughed but only in the past; he spent
more time asking what difference does
any of it make; she smiled patiently, if
there was anything she loved about him
it was that what he denied of himself
screamed in agony alone at night because
he knew he was the same as she was

The past should only rule your mind if it reminds you of your triumphs over adversity because that will be your armor in the morning.

Fairy tales aren’t just for children
I learned that the hard way
I opened the book again
Magic was no longer an illusion

Flowing ribbons and blue velvet
You returned to the time before we met
But you are always so real to me
I have to decide if I can take it this time

We are not here to start a war
There’s something only you can do
And I need to believe in that
I can make anything of you in my mind

There’s nothing for me to tell you
It’s become a way of seeing
Walk as if nobody is watching
But don’t trip over my dream

The misty river side leads me on
I can imagine without you there
That’s the scary part about lust
It talks to angels living inside of me

Who can get used to waking up
We think we do but it's not true
The more I fight it the more I feel it
Longing is stronger than being alone

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

If you've fallen short
You are not alone
If you are dying
It is we who must atone
For the failure of our disapproval
Because it is man who casts the stone
And not our God
Who invites you home

You had to leave my life
before I really knew you
We were in love so fast
there was no other way to live

You fell all about my life
I didn’t want to clean it up
But now the mess is mine
because what I couldn’t give

Falling out of love
Remembering is easier than forgetting
Walking away is harder than trying
But not if you’re the only one crying

You showed me how easy
it is to move on from my life
Now I have to jump over the holes
that I dug instead of filling yours

How many times did we kiss
I lost count but you didn’t
One day you said I could keep
what was mine but not ours

I didn’t think you could do it
A broken heart doesn’t work like it used to
Maybe someone else can put it back together
But he’ll never know it like I did when it was new

Falling out of love
Remembering is easier than forgetting
Walking away is harder than trying
But not if you’re the only one crying

I thought of a soul mate and perfection in love until I remembered that a fantasy is not where the tears of reality are welcome or where the mistakes of human emotion are forgiven or where the ******* of being someone's dream is released so we can be who we really are

I thought to write a fantasy
But I prefer reality
If you need a dream from me
Then I wonder why
We can play pretend
But what is left
Except the truth of a memory
The one that made you look to me
Hoping I knew something new to be
And if you cry
So do I my friend
But fantasy is only theft
We can never love reality
Until faith in what we cannot see
Remind us that even love becomes angry

I don't have any biblical meaning
I'm just part of the story
You don't have to ask me anything
Just let me make something up
What difference does the past make
I've never spent the night in jail
Isn't that all that really matters
That and the money
You'll see it when I get around to it
It will roll out slowly
One day you'll realize I was generous
Just not all at once
The scary part is I'm over her so fast
Is that important to you
You can ask me about if if you want
But you'll just be jealous in two months
So why don't we pretend it's July
And I just said
I never loved anyone like I love you

Can mere flesh transform consciousness?
Can a mind fasting from humanity
Recognize courage?
Compassion?
Mercy?
Justice?
Dignity?
Fairness?
When it denies itself the right to give?
Can mere flesh transform emotion?
Can a mind fasting from empathy
Recognize tears?
Pain?
Love?
Tenderness?
Loneliness?
Suffering?
When it denies itself the right to do so?
In the midst of indulgence
And vanity
Mere flesh bleeds
Until the soul has run dry

He told me
It took two bottles of wine
Red
The perfect color
Then a beer
You still love me
You will always love me
That's what he said
But I'm not supposed to know
Because fate is more important to you

Than me

You would rather live with a memory
If that is what is meant to be

There is no canyon wider than that carved
by the ocean; there is no river longer than
that fed by melting snow-capped mountains;
there is no waterfall that falls furthest than
that which bridges the marriage of peaks
and valleys; there is no life beyond death
than that remembered forever by giving
it to save another; and there is no hole
deeper in the soul than that which cannot
be filled by the blood of a heart that digs
endlessly with the broken hands of a father
when he is apart from his daughter

What the tears of a man say
Even though you saw it
You couldn't believe
He believes something different
But what he felt at that moment
Was alive inside the mother of a dead child

You don't like the answers
And you don't what to feel them either
Like a poor hungry child
Who is taught something different
Something that cannot be proven
Just like the things we believe

Maybe we should decide
In the moment we make love
Or when we have been pushed too far
Or have lost someone we love
Is that the moment to decide?
Or is it the moment we should ignore?

Would you say that it is fear
That makes you question their love
For their children or their race
What would you say that it is
That makes you fear for the freedom
That has already been taken from them?

Would you enter a world even if no one would follow
What part of yourself would you give up to remain behind
You might jump up on a stage or instead use a camera on a gorge
But tranquil waters wait for those who do not care what they find

Would you chase a car on foot knowing it might suddenly stop
Is it a metaphor for restlessness or do you want to see your past
I thought an artist was only a reflection of life until I met you
You took your clothes off and said morals weren’t meant to last

Would you leave a world if everyone else left before you did
Why would you go knowing they it would be the same game
You told me perception was easier because it let you sleep
To most people the truth was just a way to shift the blame

Would you rather everyone pray or lay their hands on you
The commune was a choice between the faith and fear
The hallway between them was the only place for true reason
I only saw fear, not faith and the desire to draw someone near

Caring too much is bad for your health
I can feel it eating my guitar strings alive
I only wish I’d 've of played them sooner

I chose anger instead of rehab
Raw nerves over anesthesia
I’ve never felt more like an adult
But something is blocking the drain
Like a body trying to sober up

I can’t blame it on something
I can’t say everybody makes mistakes
That’s not something I believe in
I don’t compare myself anymore
Except to the light coming through my window

Caring too much is bad for your life
I can feel it eating my expectations alive
I only wish I’d 've killed them myself

Walk on the stage and rip ‘em to shreds
Who cares how much they make
We never get that satisfaction do we?
To see a bully lose is the dream
But how many dreams come true?

You asked me if I liked your shorts
I said yes
Then you said you won’t take them off
So why did you ask?
You said I like to see men squirm

I almost blamed myself on you
Then I remembered I asked you to fix me
It’s not so easy being irreparable
But I don’t even have a tattoo to regret
I didn’t have the guts to love you like that

Caring too much is bad for your heart
I can feel it eating this poem alive
I only wish I'd 've written it before you left

Lay your body in the glistening sand
Let you hair wipe the sand clean
Feel it pulling you away
While I wash over you

Lay your mind upon the light
Let your eyes reflect it
Feel it pulling you away
While I eclipse your past

Lay your heart upon my love
Let your fears accept it
Feel it pulling you away
While I draw you near

Your face became a field of pain
Plowed by tears that watered themselves
Somebody tried to make it a parking lot
But you're not so sad to give yourself away
You let that tear start all the blame
It traced the times he loved someone else
You tried not to remember what pride never forgot
But this time the roses let the thorns have their say

I was discrete when you wanted a show
I gave you a show but you wanted discrete
I was naked when you wanted a suit
I wore a suit but you wanted me naked
I asked you what you wanted
But you didn’t want to know

Surprise me
But she really wanted something else
I had to take the chance
Fifty girls said I guessed
When I should have asked
Fifty girls said I asked
When I should have guessed

I made a record all about you
The guitar was your *******
The drums were your ***
A flute was your red lips
But when you spread your legs
I ****** the needle
And scratched my eyes out

I was dangerous when you wanted safe
I  was safe when you wanted dangerous
I wanted *** when you wanted talk
I wanted talk when you wanted ***
I asked you what you wanted
But you didn’t want to talk about it

Surprise me
But she always wanted something else
I had to take a chance
Fifty girls said I don't like that
When I thought they did
Fifty girls said they liked that
When I thought they didn't

Surprise me
Shock my eyes
Surprise me
Scream into my ears
Surprise me
Ravage my body

I never knew what happened
Until you told  me fifty years later

I saw you talking to him
You touched your hair
Then his shoulder
I saw that laugh of yours
That’s when I knew
I lost you right there

I asked if you were attracted to him
You didn’t answer right away
I knew what it meant
Usually you have something to say

Finally
She whispered softly in my ear
And the sweet breezes that I once could hear
Swept in the clouds that made the sun disappear

We left together
It was a quiet ride
I couldn’t find the words
And neither could you
He was like an ocean sunrise
Our love was lost in the tide

I asked if you still loved me
You didn’t answer right away
I knew the answer was no
You always knew what to say

Finally
She whispered softly in my ear
And the sweet breezes only I could hear
Swept in the clouds that made the sun disappear

you like living close
to dangerous places
like my heart
but not your own
saying so doesn’t make it true
it just seems that way to me

i don’t mind standing close
to a heart that’s on fire
but i won’t do it
unless you’re willing
to burn for me too

you’re a desert looking for water
the last page looking for a new book
the ocean can’t be filled by the past
because it already is
the sea is as old as the sand
and as young as the rain
that’s the way we live
we are who we are
but inside is where we change

you’re looking for me
or something like that
you said so once
your voice felt so far away

i’m not just yesterday
i’m also the day after today
but not just another tomorrow
it’s up to you

forget the days we once knew
that’s where you find sorrow
i know how it feels
that’s the only thing i know to be true

There are many moods
Some ****** upon me
I wish not to exploit or indulge anger
Instead I will wait
For it is the philosophical man
Created by time and distance
Who will know the right thing to say

Would that I preach solely from a book
Or live by my heart
Would that I demand a promise for a vote
Or live by my heart
Would that I judge without judging myself
Or live by my heart
Would that I scorn the life I do not know
Or live by my heart

Away from darkness
So you may choose
The truth is your friend
Make yourself incorruptible
Confront your desires
Acknowledge your blessings
Knowledge is kindness and love
All else is time passing you by

You think of an idea
But somebody already invented love
Still, you already know it’s not a single thing
It’s a flock
A swarm
And that is why you feel it so deeply

But it’s easier to love nature
Though it changes it’s still the same
Waiting for you as you remembered it
You can watch it
Walk in it
The inner world is yours to keep

Until you have the courage
You will never make your world permanent
Whether you change it or keep it
Make it happen
Become what it is
Even a fantasy is better than fear

The simple sound of who you are
It’s not disappointment, it’s possibility
You worked at being someone else
While the ocean lay flat
And a tree fell
But love knows the direction home

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 lit five candles
That’s all I had
I like to be close to small fires
It makes me reminisce about places I’ve never been
And think about those who are gone now
Gone against their will

I can look at a picture and make it about me
The silence in their faces
It leaves room for my imagination
I know what happened ten years later
But those silent faces only cared about today
They seem so sure about the moment
Comfort in the past is because you know how it ends

People put on their best side when a camera is near
It’s as if that is all that will be remembered
And not their fears and suffering
Or their mistakes
That’s why sometimes it seems those were the good old days
A mustered smile overcoming all that has happened
A knowing pensive wrinkle free shadow of youth
You can find so much to envy

We know where to find happiness
It’s always with a crowd
Communal
Mentally holding hands with our own kind
But what is our own kind?
The color of our skin?
The food we like to eat?
The places we like to visit?
The music we like to hear?

We fight against it so much
Is it so wrong to like certain things
It seems as if it is
Certain sounds
Certain faces
But that is what being free is about
Comfort in a field
Or on a mountain
Who is with you doesn’t really matter
Because who is there is like you anyway
Whatever their name

We know where to find happiness
It’s always being alone
With candles burning
Five candles
They burn not to hurt you
Only to find peace
To stare into a simple flame
And yet not understand its source
Is that not life itself?

I'm not going to rhyme just to say I love you
I'm going to say it without any ornaments
The lights burn out, the tree gets put out
But there I go, saying it another way
Than the way I want it to be

I dream of you but I have to wake up now
The only way you will know is my voice
Yeah I said it and it was so hard to do
Now I have to wait while you hesitate
And wonder how this **** poem ends

There are times I need the spread of a meadow, green and flat
Or maybe a field with perfect rows of corn as I drive quickly by
I want to see the distance but not so much that I cannot be a part
Because where do people exist except in common occurrence?

Hands across the void unable to touch each other
Giant clocks with hands that move though we cannot see
Hands reaching to heaven but all we can feel is the rain
The sun and moon shine upon us but time passes not so gently

Between mountaintops is there a promise for the future?
What we see and gaze upon is only a moment to contemplate
Though some live in God’s country it is not the pleasure of most
To walk upon burning sands is the promise that we will live together

It is the truth that you must see in order to know truth itself
And so we must see his presence in the things we cannot touch
Yet what we feel is the warmth of day and the chill of the night air
And the sense of self that brings us together on common ground

The soft rain of flattery
Washes away prudence
While the fire of criticism
Welds your mind to sense

The moat we dug with our own hands
filled with our blood
carries us around the castle erected on foreign lands
while we wait
for a door to open before we drift to the wrong side of empty sands
and what did we learn
except not to drown hoping for the current that was beyond our commands

But is there no consciousness
that will reveal itself to another in the same manner that it reveals itself to you;
is there is no revelation
that will ask less faith of you than what you have already been told was true;
is there is no love
that has not already lost that is less painful than the one you already knew;
is there is nothing beyond the next sunrise
greater than making another person feel worthy of your love too?

you found flowers inside my head
because you watered me with kindness
so gentle
that breezes blow
following the trace of my veins
along-side my mistaken beliefs
what is dark is evil
what is inside conspires
becoming vines
clinging desperately to who we are
but you changed all that
effortlessly
opening me up to you
with whispers so fragile
I became rigid
so each goose bump could set sail
to the cool air of your love

I don't always want to dream
Sometimes I only wish for sleep
But until I find peace
Or love
I will dream
And while I may seem weary
What I carry
Is only the struggle of desire
Like a potted plant
With roots holding fast
To petals dreaming of the sun

There is never a chapter to write
When your life is not a book
What you choose to reveal is easy
If only they knew where to look

The high place of mountain tops
Or depths where ships are graved
Are no match for what I cannot see
But know that discovery has saved

I’m ready to know
What is inside
And how far to go

While birds fly
And flowers grow
What I am now
Is neither above or below

In the veins of my mistakes
The fascination of you drowns alone
I thought to find you but myself I am lost
Except I know exactly where I have gone

I’m ready to know
What is inside
And how far to go

While birds fly
And flowers grow
What I am now
Is neither above or below

There is no gentle tragedy
Or horrible calm
But where we ask our questions
Is the answer to where we belong

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

Foot prints in the sand
Traces of the escape
Erased by the tide
What we remember
Remains quietly inside

Hands on the pavement
Traces of their fate
Preserved by what dried
Frozen still every December
By what your life was denied

Candles on the bar
Traces of every mistake
Shadows on their sighs
Beach combing ember
My light by your side

We left this world
As we came
You were the first
And we both felt pain
As I carried you to God
I knew the clock began
In the time to be born
It was to you I ran
It took nine months
For my life to start
And nine more
To rejoin my heart
As I existed
Within you and without
I felt your presence
There was never any doubt
It was our destiny
To always be near
There would be no separation
This much was clear
They did not want me to die mother
But it had to be
Things were never clear
I was unable to see
Into the depths of suffering
I sank until there was no light
Then God’s hand reached out to me
And created day from night
The door of pain beckoned
And I entered without fear
Though I knew those left behind
Would shed another tear
It is who we are mother
The young ones in their memory
It is how we must live
And how we will be remembered by history
It seemed a cruel fate
But for what did we pray?
Eternal life in heaven
And that is God’s way
Do not weep for us
We are together in this place
We quietly wait for the day
For our family to join us in God’s grace

The echoes of my footsteps are so far away
I will never know if they will ever be found
Like stars awakening one by one
Or watching light moving east to west
The fear of mortality will never make a sound

I saw tears draped as dew on a green meadow
Glistening memories of the past upon your soul
Like candles burning a hole in the night
Or the sun making red the ocean blue
We will try to make our broken hearts whole