I'm am starting to sense your location.
Floating, fuzzy,
blue and white.
We don't talk.
We acknowledge.

Buzzing, ringing, tones,
None of these messages speak to you.

Unwrap me like a gift,
A gift that's precious within its own time.
A gift, challenging each days events and the years and lifetimes.

Put me on a shelf, I'll be your communicator.
I'll take your calls,
Write it down word for word.

Just don't give up on me yet.

Mae.B

There's something happening here,
Children, women, disappear.
Close your heart, cover your eyes,
Take it to the battle side.

What's the story, Mourning Glory?
Are  dreams meant to be this gory?

Voices muffled in the streets,
Chains constrain our moving feet.

Mourning Glory,
Stiffen that lip,
Pull it together,
Make it quick.

Mourning Glory,
Where do you fight?
Surely not the battle site.

Is your anguish written down?
Recorded with a ****** frown?
Fighting for a perfect world,
Something needs to save you, girl.

Mae.B

Fold my hands,
Pray this time He understands.
Send down a sign to cross the line.

Write proposals, deadlines,
Maybe this will change their minds?

Flickering channels, in and out.
Maybe this will cure the drought?

Heavy blows to the head, turn the other cheek.
Days of struggle,
Nights ahead,
Who's the player of the week?

If you're destined to go no where you're on the right track.
If blood and tears aren't for you, you better find your way back.

I may pretend to feel okay, but I want to break.
I will break.
We will break.

Mae.B

Slowly fading in the sand,
Distant dreams, distant land.
Where are we?

Sweaty faces being fanned,
Trace the road maps on your hand.
Where are we?

Look for signs on the floor,
Scratch your head and look some more.
Where are we?

Talk to the man who put you here,
Rain washes till it's clear.
Where are we?

Bust the windows of your mind,
Notes unfold throughout time.
Where are we?

Mae.B

Someone saved my life tonight.
I didn't faulter, didn't fight.
The room inside was cold and damp.
Illuminated by the lamp.

Someone saved my life tonight.
The aura was blinded bright.
He took me in with open arms.
Hands of his blocked the swarms.

Someone, yes.
He saved my life.
Days were added to the night.

-Mae.B

The mind is our mystery, but full knowledge is there.
The aching in the world leaves my soul impaired.
I walk through the mist of my unforgetable past.
The people I love are moving too fast.
They're leaving me quickly, but life goes on.
One day they're here, the next day they're gone.
Life is ageless, but age grows upon.

Mae.B

My breath tastes ancient.
I don't know why.
It just does.
And I know I cry a lot of times,
But they aren't always happy or sad reasons.
Sometimes I just have too many thoughts and I have to let some go.
Sometimes I wipe my tears to soak my thoughts back up.
Sometimes I let someone else soak in my thoughts.
Sometimes I just let them fall,
And that's nice too,
Because I become a part of what's around me more so than before.
And today I was thinking about how nice it would be for the world to get together one day,
Like to barbeque out side on a sweltering hot day in July.
All of us, together.
How neat that would be!
And then I thought about what it's like to be a star looking down from really high up in the sky.
And if I were a star one day looking down from high up in the sky,
I'd probably wonder why everyone wasn't all together barbequing.

Mae.B