countless nights where I reached out across the sheets and into oblivion hoping to be met by the soft skin and sarcastic grin that used to be there in the shadows of a whiskey sour kiss

Measure your worth by your wealth.
Measure success in deaths.
He who is great
Will be he who subjugates
The poor, the pitiable, the powerless.

Carve your name in their flesh.
Carry your flag on your breast.
With each passing day
Force more others to say
That your way alone is the best.

Measure the truth by its traction.
Measure the weight on tipped scales.
Those who disagree
Will be those who will see
That in opposition, they fail.  

Measure your life by your lies.
Contrast and compare them throughout.
But whatever you do,
When your life is through,
Remember this was your only way out.

Let the rain fall down.
Let the sky turn black.
Let the world know
I’ll
Not be
Coming back.

Let the rain fall down.
Let the world turn to ash.
Let the sky split open. I’m
Never
Coming
Back.

Let the rain fall down.
Let the sky turn black.
Let the world know
That I’ll
Not be
Coming back.

Let the rain fall down.
Let the world turn to ash.
Let the sky rip open. I’m
Never
Coming
Back.

Let the rain
Fall
Forever

Let the sky
Tear
In two.

Let the earths crust crumble, I
Won’t come back to you…

A painted window, the light shines through,
Connecting all the comfort anyone can gain from you.
A broken promise, a heavy veil.
I see no way to get us through this when everything’s for sale.

Don’t sell me solace.
Don’t sell me sympathy.
Don’t show me all the things you think that I might wanna see.
Don’t sell me fire.
Don’t sell me gold.
Don’t preach to me your sick morality.
I think it’s gaunt and old.
Don’t sell me solace.

They sell their silence. They’d sell their soul.
They sell out all of our salvation just to seek some selfish goal.
They won’t heed history. Can’t sacrifice.
Evaluate the mystery, and your blood might turn to ice.

Don’t sell me solace.
Don’t sell me sympathy.
Don’t tell me I’m the things you think that I might wanna be.
Don’t sell me fire.
Don’t sell me gold.
Don’t share with me your sick sensations
With eyes so dead and cold.
Don’t sell me solace.

Aquatic depths
Led mystery

Cosmos
Casting mirrors

Endless
Beauty
To discover

Cliffside

Watching
Water stretch
Out
Into stars

If I came here as snow
How long
Could I last in the fall?

When we're together I feel as light as Feather

The adventures we share are like something from a Book, who knows where we'll go, do we dare to look.

To speak true it involves Heart, but looking back on it now, where to begin, how to start.

The Wind it comes, she is strong, she is fierce, into my soul her eye doth pierce.

The Weather it changes day by day, but my feelings for you will never sway.