Hello good son upon my doorstep
Have you gained your old man's respect
Or rejected trivial things
Has the boy become a man?

Hello good son, are days kind
Have learned teachings eased your mind
Will you take this world one hand at a time
Or have you found no ground to stand upon

Hello good son in foreign lands
Does a lover hold your hands
Have your demands been met with silence
And tell what you'll do be heard

Hello good son, rise again
The morning sings through your windowpane
Each note singing of choices new
And you have so many roads to take

Goodbye good son, I'll see you once more
Another time when you knock on my door
To ask the questions life has yet to teach
And fall upon the words I offer you

If I found you and you were sinking
Miles and miles of sorrow, drinking
Falling deeper, seeing darker
Past the red, the mile marker
Down into yourself it seemed
Faded glory, haunting dream
Yet there you were on solid ground
Feet steadfast, heart sinking down
My hand outstretched to you to say
I am here and it's okay
But whispers overcrowd your ears
Anger, remorse, horror, fear
And there you sink, lungs filled with sand
No breath to take, none understand

Take these bitter parts of me
Sew legs on them so they may leave
No arms so they might never knock on my door

Help me shed them like an autumn tree
Help me find peace and let me be
I don't want to be broken, bitter, anymore

Take the evil in my heart
And throw it back into the dark
Let dying sparks now turn into a flame

Dash away the shades of black
And paint all of my colors back
So I might never find myself half again

Steady
The road is hard, the load heavy
And you might think you're ready
To travel it alone

Wary
Know that life is so scary
Only a few people will carry
You when you stumble on the stones

Nary
Of these road, though they vary
Can break you if you don't tarry
A movement of muscle and bone

Verily
Life will never treat you fairly
But wander, my dear, only rarely
And soon you'll be where you choose to go

I saw the streetlights light the fog
And for a moment, my world was gold
A late Friday night was something to behold

The world, it slowed as my night shone
Like fabled cities of ancient times
And all was composed within these eyes of

I look at these hands of mine and catch the tears that fall
My stomach in a knot as I run and hit a wall
And I can hear you calling me as I stumble and fall
As the lurking feeling comes that I've run out of time

My hand reaches out to you, but only grasps the air
No to tell you it'll be alright, no one lying with you there
My lungs scream as loud as the echoes of a world that is unfair
My silent sobs all that accompany

Where did my folly lie? In truth filled with uncertainty?
In the eyes of the one who had faith that was stronger than me?
Or was it simply in the words I should have said
Which I whisper now that I have fallen short

I read the writing of the rain
It's borrowed page, my window
As my fingers trace the lines
Of otherworldly words that flow

I look beyond my windowpane
As curtains of water dance
And think beyond these liquid walls
That these droplets might be returning my glance

Seeing valleys low and hilltops high
Watching sunsets with fresher eyes
Looking at it all I realize
All that's missing, love, is you by my side

Racing rapids rock me to and fro
Chasing golden beams at ends of rainbows
Feeling winter's chill and summer's glow
Lets me know that you should stay close

Feeling the breeze as I run on perfect days
Shooting to the stars in a glittery haze
Oh, my heart, I know I'm a thousand miles away
But I'd give it up and forever with you I'd stay

My love for transcends this wondrous daze...

Twist and turn
Lessons I've learned are burned
Into this fragile skin
And here I stand

One by one
Visible, done and done
Look deep into myself
Unable to see someone else

Run and fall
From reflections, build walls
Trying so hard to stall
But I always catch up with me

Twist and turn
All of these scars I've earned
All the stories still burn
And they are me and I am them

Their hearts conflicted with their heads
And soon they found the word they read
Evaporated into subconscious memories

And with that, he put down his pen
For a moment he sighed, then wrote again
Words that he wasn't sure any would see

He sat as lamplight lit the room
Fighting darkness, blackness looms
Shadows imitating his moving pen

In each and every word he'd bleed
His heart, his whole, his history
Although unsure any soul would read again

If my words inspired such things
As demon's fire or angel's wings
Then the words I'd write might be warring
Like opposing, blood-stained kings
Each word in depth as if a book
The letters soldiers, a chessboard's rooks
With swords that clashed and shields that shook
As hallowed ground was overtook
Such damage or healing my words could share
Each one sweet'ning or staling the air
An angel's kiss or demon's snare
The choice being mine, both side both there
Oh, what effects these hands could bring
From siding with such warring kings
As grounds they shake and swords they sing
With raging fires and beating wings

Sudden chance of rain, she says
And things come pouring back
To this echoing cavern
Flooded from clouds of black

And here we are again, I think
A drowning man inside
With the unrequited unsatiated
A love that's undefined

If I should find myself outside of your arms
I fear I may not sleep again
A tossing and turning's the result of a heart burning
As drifting dreams become foreign friends
My head might start spinning 'till I find I'm unscrewed
Open eyes replacing open arms
So if you should leave, oh I beg and I plead
That your words come before the alarm

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Bury them in stone and soil so I might finally be
Strong enough for you, strong enough for me
Taking the weight the come with love and all things it may bring

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Mix them well so I might blend within the sea
So I can submerge in a love that roars eternally
And so that a love that always was will forever be

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Throw them to wonder that is the wind, so free
And I will never tarry when I hear you calling
And I will be the chariot that carries you to your dreams

Dearest, please, take these little pieces of me
Instead of in the ashes,  where our home once was standing
For my love will scream louder than the horrors that still ring
Redder than the ****** ax you use to make little pieces if me

Is my soul within my hands instead of in my heart?
For not my heart, but my hands are what I use to take part
In both good or evil, from ending to start
And my hands that paint the greys in this piece of art

Am I good though my hands carry on in violent desperation?
Grabbing selfishly at life in strife regardless of evil's escalation
No thought of others, valor, or God's promised vindication
You look at me and see yourself in the evaluation

Can I prove I am more than stepping stones composed of good intentions?
And if so, then do actions and therefore my soul aide in good's intervention
Are these lines embedded in my palms signs of past transgressions
Or a tally of the justice I've yet to do in this fragile life's progression

Chase us, oh Lord, for we run swiftly
Into our own ruin, so please chase quickly
Chase faster than tears can fall
Save us from ourselves

Embrace us, Lord, keep us from breaking
Help us in the undertaking
Hold us closer than the flailing wind
Be the peace that makes us whole

Clean us, oh Lord, in heart and mind
Leave not one spot of grime behind
Wipe us cleaner than blanketing snow
And let love ne'er run dry

Fade with me, my only one
The past has come for us
The shining hue of our world
Has set the dirt for the next

Fade with me, dust to dust
Become one with me in the soil
Let flowers bud, bloom, and wilt
And our love outlive our lives

Have your fill, my son
The war has not been won
Let your lungs inhale smoke and dust
And feast upon this buffet

See what anger has bred
As on blood soaked dirt you tred
Know that songs of the lost will ring
Where silence was once the victor

Drink from this cup, my son
The time, the day, has come
For if you return, body, heart, and soul
You will not return the same

I shot my bullets in the sky
I unloaded my gun
They touched her face and lead, she cried
Until the day was done
Soaked was I with her tears
From anguish came agony
I shot my bullets in the sky
And the sky fell down on me

If I had the wings
Upon this back of mine
Would I fly with them
Or would my heart be fragile
And fear the chance to fall
And crush my soles

Her fragile hands tailored strands of strings into ship sails
And each of her breaths moved the depths as they grew into gales
To say she moved me would understate the gravity of things
As she sent me to unknown places upon linen wings

And oh, those linen wings would sing and cling onto the air
The ocean foam so far from home reminiscent of her skin so fair
Her voice ever ringing in my head and her touch fresh on my heart
Her eyes in every starlit night making sure home I could chart

Each hour I'd remember the red ember of her hair and her lips
As fragile hands wove those strands with prayers on fingertips
In the light of home she placed pieces of her heart in the sails she made for me
In hopes her beloved would return home once more from the endless sea

So here I journey on from night to dawn, dusk to day
Memories of skin, foam white, and her eyes at night showing me the way
Wishing for the fire of home inside her hair and lips
As she sends gales into woven sail leading me home to her kiss

How may I remember you
Lovely girl, eyes of blue
Days long passed, year run by
Springs of memories ne'er run dry
How may I remember you
And in time will my mind stay true
To pink lips and fingertip gracing
Or will time start slowly replacing
How I may remember you
As the walls of the past come unglued
For all I know is all I've seen
A never ending menagerie
How may I remember you
I suppose I will as I always do
A vision, a lost breath, a love adored
But as a memory and nothing more

Take my heart, then liquefy
Till it's contents bubbles red
Inject it within you veins
Let it cloud the worries in your head

Predict each and every fix
Keep a vial of it at all times
Drip some on the tip of your tongue
As your iris behold purple skies

Make my love your addiction
Get high when you're feeling low
Chain my elixir around your neck
So you'll feed on my love as you go

Dearest, drink, my heart does pour
A love that overflows by scores
With scrapes and bruises now sustained
And passion flowing through my veins

Your blades of charm, they cut into
My beating heart, their aim proves true
The dam broken, love floods my all
Filling my mind, 'till all I recall

Is you.

She was more to me
Than most would be
In a eternity

And although she saw me
Looking strangely
At her, I knew she knew me

And I would smile at her
And say the words
That would unlock absurd

Little inside jokes
That we both spoke
Till with laughter we'd choke

And so as Eros aimed
I asked her name
And she smiled and said Rose

And Rose is all I knew
And she stayed true
To all, for all was Rose

I've painted too many pictures
And all of them, the same
I've painted your face a thousand times
Yet I've forgotten your name
And it is such a travesty
Not to mention a **** shame
For you are the only face
The only inspiration that came
And oh, the colors in your eyes are those of the dawn
Your lips as soft as the brush that paints them on and on
In your beauty, in your grace, I find, in utter shame
The treachery, the irony, of a love's forgotten name
My brush will stay clasped in this hand, my strokes remaining true
Until the memories come back, my paint will remember you
I'll be penniless with all the paint and canvas I'll have bought
All because of a beautiful face whose name that I forgot

If she never spoke to me
If she never wrote for me
If she never lied with me
Then she wouldn't have to cry for me

Her tears would never touch the sheets
If I and her had ceased to meet
And she would land just on her feet
With dry eyes and a smile

If she had never slept with me
Then maybe life would let her be
So resemblance of the the word "happy"
With another who'd make her smile

If she hadn't made a home with me
If she wasn't alone with me
If she'd hung up the phone with me
Then I would be alone, but maybe that was meant to be

My words do not reach far enough
And my arms are not strong enough
Reaching out and call forth
But my calls are unheard
Falling from an unknown place
Feathers fall from wings of grace
Can you hear me calling love?
My dawn has turned to dusk

Hello, Mister Ticking Clock
I've wasted too much time
Thinking of when you'd stop
And my time, my time would be

Up and down I'd find I'd pace
Till the floorboards would complain to me
That I behind in the race
To catch up with my

Time, it escapes me
Like a little child with a fist full of sand
And all I find I'll ever be is
A fool, ever and always...

I'm not here anymore
I haven't been for awhile
And though you see the whole of me
Sitting with a smile

I'm not here anymore
I've gone and evaporated
Away from here to the atmosphere
Where I found I've escalated

Are you still here without me?
Or am I gazing into the eyes of the departed
Are you flying by in the skies
Or still on earth with the downtrodden

I'm not here anymore, not today
My daydreams have carried me
And God only knows what will bring me back
At least, as far as you can see

If You don't carry me
Lord, I think they'll bury me
Underneath their tainted hands
Lord, just help me understand
Raise me up from the depths
Carry me, Lord, step by step
See my fear and see my doubt
Grab hold of them and cast them out
Raise me up, oh Lord, on high
Let love downpour so I never dry
For in this desert, Lord, I see
I'll be buried if You don't carry me

Dear Saturday, I write to you from foreign lands
I'm in a Monday I'm not sue I understand
The day is shining, yet I am in misery
All these strange people seem to be yelling at me

Oh, dearest Saturday, your ways are now my own
You hold me close in bed and say I can stay home
The other the days just seem to get in the way
The only mutual friend I seem to have's Friday

Dear Friday, you introduced me to my love
Out and about we where, trying to rise above
Monday through Thursday called me friend, bit caused me strife
But you showed me the day that would improve my life

Dear Saturday, the way you treat me oh, so well
Has shown me heaven in a week filled with hell
I will hang onto Monday only for so long
But I'll miss you more than ever simply when you're gone

Oh my love who left with the falling snow
I wonder why you've wandered and where you did go
Spring has come and with it songs that simply fail to me
For I lost you when trees were bare and they are not lush and green

Oh my heart, your door was closed but I forget to lock it
And now you stay so far away within my love's coat pocket
That door that remains open lets in the wind and how it moans
Bare as a forgotten cupboard in a house that is no home

Dearest love who left when the snow began to fall
Since white blankets have laid and thawed, I have not ceased to call
Yet where you are, there you stay, and why, I do not know
But you made sure that winter stayed and that it might never go

If we could stop a moment and breath for just a bit
Carry out the hullabaloo and cut all the ****
Listen to the surroundings and then just contemplate
Find ourselves in the noise, stop, and simply wait

If I would just look into your eyes and see the value of it all
Why we chose to take these steps and why we chose to fall
To feel the wind rush through our hair as our hearts drop from the sky
Only to realize that the falling is just a lesson on how to fly

If you could just lay down with me and say not a word
Let the dark and silence banish the harmful and absurd
If we just could understand and maybe contemplate
Then we could find a point on where be both find we relate

If we could see the point where awkward smiles turn to tragic tears
Where bravery is overtaken by overwhelming fears
Where we can alternate covering each other's fallibles
Then turn a tragedy into something wonderful

Where do pretty little dreams seem to climb
On what foreign aeroplane do they fly
Fluttering like butterflies on the breezes
Traveling at the speed of sound around me

Watch as pretty little girls go along
Clutching firmly onto me with tiny arms
Pretty girls, your daddy sees you are there
As pretty dreams float out your mind and through your hair

Where do wonders seem to cease within your eyes
Lovely in all their greens, a paradise
Pretty girl, pray, never cease to dream again
So I might see your dreamy smile 'round the bend

If I could choose a forever, if I should choose a day
Nary would I hesitate nor would my heart be swayed
To spend eternity or a second in you embrace
To share a second or ever after gazing upon your face

If I should be immortal or finding my dying day
My skin forever filled with color or my ashes fly away
Not one doubt would fill my mind of the joy you bring
Ever today and ever tomorrow, to my darling shall I cling

If these dreams I've woven together are falling apart
Will you be there so I might call you friend
For as I try to pick up their fragments in the dark
My heart aches, my back breaks as I bend

Make this world a little friendlier, days a little sunnier
Make the ides of my life wonder-filled
Be a friend to me in the bleakest of nights
Stand firm for me and I will stand for you at will

I pray you wake to find yourself amongst yellow lilies
A few steps away from a place called home
That those who you leave behind here will remember you fondly
And that the light will never leave you alone

I pray we shall look on as tears flow from our face
As you look at us in that faraway place
That our tears will bloom flowers in the wake
Of a goodbye that won't last a tomorrow

I pray the sun will kiss your skin and pain will be no more
That He will adorn you with such gifts befitting a long lost son
That you will be in the presence of the One you worship and adore
And though one life has ended, a new life has begun

I pray your legacy lives on in heart, in action, and in mind
That your song rings forth in those you've left behind
That the day will come again when we meet in an embrace
As brothers and sisters at the feet of the Father

I pray that joy will be felt in the memories like the rays of the sun
That the love planted will endure through and through
That you will feel the lilies planted by the Father and the Son
And that the Holy Spirit will guide us as it did you

She painted stars in her own eyes
Ones that the heavens tried to buy
Special was made by her own hands
And no else could take that

She made her own special moonlight
Because she was tired of cloudy nights
Within the glow she was smiling
A vision of her own making

Time to pick up the words that fell out my mouth earlier today
In an effort to try to save myself and my heart from wasting away
Words were said in a manner that rendered me foolish to the naked eye
A lapse of judgement, a rush of blood, all the things that made you cry
Misunderstanding seem to be commanding my actions as I burst through the door
Words that once held merit now are dipped in malice, and like lead, fall to the floor
And it's only with the clanging of my words on the tile that I wake to see you there
A mountain of bravery that shelters inside a person so very frail
And I then find words wound far more than presumed as I see the tears well in your eyes
As I kick aside those lead words while rushing you to my arms, whispering for you not to cry
I've come to understand that arguments go in hand with a voice, that much is true
That this is expected in the mash up called love that was made from me and you
And as long as a solution is found in the shouting and we come back to each other's embrace
We'll find ourselves stronger through the storm called life, there's no trouble that we can't face

In fragile china I hold my hopes of yesterday
Cupping my hands in fear that they might spill away
Not a breath taken, no, they might fly from me
Cupped in my hand is truly where they're suppose to be

I catch each hope as they trickle down my face
No one understanding why I do this in such haste
But if yesterday is unlike the present, in which it's always assured
And I dare not dip my dreams in the tyrant called the future

My eyes, they never stray from fragile china in my hand
Slowly I choose to walk, apart from my fellow man
My fears they increase only 'cause it's filling up
And with that, my grip tightens, and soon I'll shatter my cup

We stood not a chance when I asked you for a dance
We didn't know our hands would from then on stay entwined
If this corny song were to last all night long
I wouldn't care as long as your heart's close to mine
And if the dance were through then I would sing with you
Hand in hand to make sure this feeling doesn't end
And on and on we'd go as we'd sway to and fro
In a dream, in a wonder, time would transcend

I may have to press pause on the day
To analyze and hypothesize how not to lose you again
To find where the other times rose and fell
So yesterday might help push a tomorrow

My words will rise back into me
Off the floor with the breaths I once set free
Counting between each second and pausing
To find where I lost you again

The wounds have to heal, though the scars might stay
Reminding you of the failures of yesterday
And all of the grey just gets darker, dragging you back
You cry and you try and often times you fail
The wall you build blocks the sun to save your heart, so frail
As you cower within the darkness, fearing attack
So you call for a cure as the blackness consumes
And pray a bit more, although you truly presume
That you are too far gone, the dark clouding your eyes
'Till the sun peeks through a crack that wasn't there before
Emitting enough light to show the wall holds a door
And there stands someone consistently knocking on the other side...

What things might come from the beating drums
Of feet stomping the dust
As cymbals chime with swords that fly
And clash like rain to pavement

What things might jump from the trump
Of a million voices shouting against one another
As the juice of life is squeezed out in strife
And blood covers the hand of many

What good will flow from ashen snow
As fire consumes and engulfs
And man sees not the face of the human race
But segregates himself from his brother

If they be dreamers with the world on their backs
Let them be picked up from the dust of despair
On the steam and the grime of the machines of invention
On the sweat and the toil of men and women alike
On the laughter and smiles of the child and childish
Let them paint such futures that can be imagined

If they be dreamers who see sun in the grey
Let them nourish the crops that need such light
May they ignite such passion with unmatched fire
May they shine in the dark amidst the hopeless
May they reflect their light to ward those from danger
A lighthouse atop a lone hill to show the way

If they be dreamers whose minds race ever fervent
Let them race with the speed of a shout
Let their feet never stumble or tarry from their path
Let their footprints guide those who wish to run
Let them live in a legacy composed within an idea
And let dreams carry on and give life to the world

Dip the moon in gold
Oh my darling
Remember the night as it should be
Let the stars accent each thing that unfolds
Let me tuck you in away from the cold

Dip the moon in gold
Keep it pristine
Let me see you grow beyond me
Remember the nights when I hold you dear
Deep the moon gold as you lie here

Ode to the girl who sails upon milky white oceans
Ode to the girl who traveled oh so far
For she looked in the black of night
And poked holes in the sky
And in her heart prayed a wish upon a star

She would dream such wondrous dreams upon the sea
And where many faded, the light of hers stayed true
A dream of light, a wish of love
Floated far up above
Through the fog from her eyes of blue

On sandy shores she'd slumber on and the stars would sing
With a roaring fire cradling her to sleep
In sleep she'd dance with a dream
And dance with one only
Amidst the stars, as the night, onward, would creep

And so the union of the girl and dream would carry on
Forever more would it forever be
A dream that lingers in the sky
And in the young girl's eyes
Until the dream becomes reality

She said the days were far too long and heaven too far away
And I had not a way or word to comfort her that day
Her smooth skin would show me wounds that no one else had seen
And that she walked the nightmarish journey to reach the shining dream
No stars showed in her eyes that day as she spoke her personal truth
The minutes, hours, days, months, and years that had beaten her since youth
She said the night had been far from kind and in turned she longed for sun
But the sun had yet to shine and the dark was far from done
I had no words for there were none, on tongue or fingertips
No comfort in my shadowed touch for her quivering lips
And so I stood without arms in the face of a battle with her soul upon display
As stars fell in her truth-filled tears, with heaven so far away

Here we are in a valley amidst a mountain of troubles
Running out of breath as the world pops our bubbles
Using our wands to push wishes up to the stars

We reach for the sky, but our feet they stay grounded
In a state of mind that I'm sure that we've founded
Trying to find our way like a tourist with a map in a car

Ever spinning, the inning is only the first
If life is a stage, we've forgot to rehearse
The bubbles bursting in our eyes, causing unforeseen tears

And amidst the mountains and unforeseen sorrows
The confusion of yesterday, unseen skies of tomorrow
My only solace lies in the comfort that you, love, are near

I'll brave the woes, as long as you're here...