Justify the real illustration on the pastel, this is a painting festival live your thoughts and ideas and dreams. Illuminate the night, stretch the light and make the night turn white. The luminous charm didn't work this time, I'm fine but let's look for something neat to see, so we can look harder and harder and harder, nice to know we went farther and farther than we knew we could, so picked my rain coat and yelled hey looks like rain and rain came down.
The thunder preyed on the sky and all we saw was light and we went higher,higher,higher and higher, higher, higher and higher, higher, higher and the Highlands seeked all in sight was light and the sky sighed out grief and died from the white light

The basin drains her polluted blood as wine envelopes morose
Every minute is a memory, onset of her blanketed comatose
Vying in a fog of icons and myths, words always fail them
From every misread evil that is disposed of improperly
From every neighbor or friend eternally mute again
From every gilded pattern that leaves a cuff for the eyes
From every fetching barroom, where all such nadir lies

its insane but a little something to contain, I just want to be remembered so you can remember my name

You'd blurt out something unforgivable
You'd yell out to the monkey in the room
Say it and I'll have to go alone
Mute your unkind mind from those things you call distractions
Sending you the truth, saying things like that are pretty sad
Your dad is an automated system
Driving recklessly, laughing at my pains
Listen turn that down, listening to your faceless friends
Skin color is only a screen blinding you
Why does it matter anyway
But you won't just leave it alone
Saying stereotypical rhymes out loud
Just leave me alone
You blurted out something unforgivable
You were screaming to the monkey in the room, which you'd soon regret
Enough was said

I have painted upon myself wings
In the fabric of the diaphanous street
Locked her inside the room of mirrors
Laid her where the floor creaks
In the shadow of an eye
A few last diamonds lined her beam
While I'm staring at the canvas, I fear
The unsettling shrill of a midnight scream

This day was fused with difficulty and a newer sun
The only note this night can end on, is a bad one
In the rush I fell further from life, poor fortune seemed impaled
The crude white's new and improved hypocrisy had been scaled
A restless heart burns beneath these bones with a trembling sigh
As I'm identified, it hits like vesta when these loaned emblems tie

They like walking on the highway
Highways highways
But they push harder to be alive tommorow
They are usually criticized as insane boys
But they keep blowing side ways
Some of them are afraid of what might be insight while they're flyer than a flight
They love strolling on the highway
Highways highways
And they keep with passage ways
But they sometimes go where they want to
They like walking on the highway
Highways highways
But they push harder to be alive tommorow
They are usually criticized as insane boys
Insane boys insane boys
They want to live together
They think life is just a lousy freeway
Freeway freeway
They get ridiculed into the gangway
Later on they try to break away
But they went down the wrong pathway
The think life is a freeway
They like walking on the highway
Highways highways
They like walking on the highway
Highways highways
They like walking on the highway
Highways highways
They like walking on the highway
Highways highways
But will they survive tommorow?

I know what you think in the morning
When the sun comes off the ground running around
Pacing yourself for more time, but you'll never understand
So don't fake it out
Steer in the right direction
Listen to all of your fears
It shows what you have done
It knows where your mind had gone, now find this so you can then take care of it
I love to see far out from anything else
Beyond the imperfections
Interface with a new light
Interface with a new group
I know what you think in the morning
When the sun comes off the ground running around finding nothing but mankind

Hello We haven't talked in quite some time
I know I haven't been the best Of sons
I've been traveling in The desert of my mind
And I Haven't found a drop Of life
I haven't found a drop Of you
I haven't found a drop of me
I haven't found a drop Of water
Sometimes I see flying saucers
I don't feel very sheltered
I need a mother to cover me
Its not what it means
I scratch my hand while its shaking
Writing quickly, a voice is what I'm making
Through years I finally notice that I am changing
I'm addicted to the pen

She knew that I was thinking about her
So she came over
Yelled my name
And said hey
Let's, dance all night
Tonight
I said lets just stand
Tonight
I said alright
She knew how I felt
Nervous and afraid
Since she saved me from hitting the pavement
She saw my flaws
And watched until it was gone
What can I do?
Dance! all night
Tonight
I said lets dance, all night
Tonight, all night long
I said alright
All night in the night shack

When the sun hits
She pillages tools from the toolbox
Only herself to fix

When the moon sits
Her ocular mislay the bones buried beneath chest
Matters not where she is

Some nights
She's left to claw a dresser with folded oaths
Inflating lungs, forging trust, to lift two toes

Some nights*
The capsules burglarize her gas-tanks war
Stifling her endlessly to the end of the tour

I held your hands when you were very very angry
I've been lost, stolen, and have felt weeknight pity
My cure for loneliness was a waste of energy

My life is a sentence constantly being rewritten
My life is a black line erased with a frequent recurrence
Fire to dust with your cold and new blandishments

I said "Fun can turn over when sober very quickly"
Open your mouth to my wine, and somehow take it away
Your words have become more and more filthy

I just want you to stay with me, don't you want to?
Its hard not to know how your days begins
When you're lying next to someone new

I've once soared upon the barren land's monitor
Before the snow dimmed my outdoor activities
Shrouding me below the christmas gossamer
Until the upcoming stumbling lump of leaves-
Began to prosper

Could this be the day I've waited for?
When all my hard work doesn't go ignored?
They always walk away...
So there's no use in trying anymore
It's like my life is looked upon by jealous eyes
Plucking the pearls and personality from my bones
They lay the hiatus of happiness with lies
Because *there's no use in trying anymore

Store away all my belongings and then delete the individual inside me
She put her hands on my shoulder and said hey, stop thinking an putting your knees on the ground but somebody out there will keep you on your toes again
But I can't even say what I want to say
Because I get caught in my box of feelings
Because I get caught up when my heart sings
Store away all my stuff and see if you have any suggestions
She got up off the bed and took her hands off my shoulder's and says hey, forget about the past, because life will go ahead at last, but at least you have received lessons from the past
But I can't even think when people come in too close
Because I get caught up in my box of feelings
Late arrivals and early departures
Because I get laced up of what my memory brings
Stir away all of the emptiness that I feel
Store away all the people I meet
And then delete all of me immediately

Eleven cargo ships pushed against the waves again
Paralyzed by a bat for hours
It was my priority to keep you safe
I lost my friend and now he's gone
But I'll be alright
I'll be alright
But I'll be alright
Be alright
But I'll be alright
Seven frames are broke on the wall
And now we know that somethings wrong
And now we won't ever speak of this again
We can't start this again
Whoever took my friend
Wasn't  a good friend of mine
I'm going crazy in the mind
I try not to fall by I just might
But I'll be alright
I'll be alright
But now you know, I'll be alright
Be alright, you know
But I'll be alright
The house torn down
So was the town
We stayed here waiting for a chance to find our friend
The time isn't over
The sun hasn't fully come down
The time is over
The sun completely crashed down
The time is over
But I'll be alright, but the time is over
I'll be alright, over and over again
But I'll be alright, but the time is over
Be alright, over and over again
But I'll be alright, the time is over,

Its been a long time!
Sending through these places
Walking on the sidewalk
Thinking about you thinking about what we used to do...
It was the wrong time!
To ask you about going along with me
You see these humans walking
All because of the first mega glitch
Its been a long time!
Freeing ourselves from the dangers of strangers
Feeling guilty for the next few years
Everyday we go ahead and write our wrongs
Though It was the Armstrong time!
All because of the second mega glitch
You stated you live in the Bronx
I'll meet you there
I'll seat you there
I'll heal you there
You saw me here
All because of the first mega glitch
Its been a long time!
Freeing ourselves from the dangers of strangers
Everyday we go ahead and write why we belong
Therefore It was the free songs time!

Never ever wanted to check you out
Honestly that's all I needed to know
All I ever wanted was to be happy and make you proud
But you were taken away
And never woke up from the swaying dream
I like to think your here
I fear the day I notice you aren't
ever going to be back
I miss the ugly laugh you had
Those imperfections never ever mattered
I'm not the perfect one anyway
But you always said I was special
I keep talking like its gone and sailed away from the present shore line
But I can feel you near
Here
Today
They say that it's childish behavior
You know, talking to the....
But I still love you, I still need you
Why did you have to go?
I try not to blame God, but he's the source
I'd rather him take me instead
You had a future
A passion
Though I like to think you're here
I fear the day I notice you aren't
ever going to be back

Living life as a king
They're a weirdly, kind type.
They like reading comics and playing computer games.
They like to go visit the movie theaters and eat m&m;'s until 9:45.
They call themselves like 'kingslayer' and ' magic142'.
Which is a way to escape their horrid real names.
They hate losing card games. But use it as a strategy to help next time.
Living life as kings
The get access to secret clubs
They get to go to tournaments and win for their team
They get all the women who are interested in how cool they really are
Living life as a king

Everybody watchs every instant
I try to stay jubilant
I try to stay suttle
Everybodies watching me
Im all over tv
I walk into the store
I cant go anywhere anymore
No more
I ran across the train tracks
I dont wanna be forgotten
But not like this
I dont like this attention
Want a new face
They say i show enough
What kind of saying is this
What kind of game is this
That tv show has me on it
Im on everything
Im on everything
I think i see something
I think i see something
Through my windows
I cant go anywhere
Everybody watchs every instant
I try to stay jubilant
I try to stay suttle
Everybodies watching me
Im all over tv
I walk into the store
I cant go anywhere anymore

Sometimes she gets on with life as a model, She's a funny kinda gal. She likes listening to music and playing chess. She likes to contemplate studying. But when she starts to daydream, Her mind turns straight to socialising.

Sometimes I look at her and I look into her eyes, I notice the way she thinks about me with only a smile, Curved lips she just can't disguise. But she thinks it's studying making her life worthwhile. Why is it so hard for her to decide which she loves more? Studying or... Socialising?She likes to use words like 'quirky' and 'lovely.' She likes to use words about people. But when she stops her talking, Her mind turns straight to depression.

Sometimes I look at her and I look into her eyes, I notice the way she thinks about me with only a smile, Curved lips she just can't disguise. But she thinks it's studying making her life worthwhile. Why is it so hard for her to decide which she loves more? Studying or me?She likes to hang out with Justine and Vitta. But when left alone, Her mind turns straight to her loneliness.
She hates herself and the rude people who stomp on her like ants. But she just thinks back to socialising, And she's happy once again.

The only store miles away
I'm wounded dragging myself
The man invited me in, asking if I knew his language
"Merhaba, burada yeni?" He asks
And I said "yes Im traveling far away from home"
He gives me bandages and pain killers
"İyi iyi şanslar genç adam ve veda"
He gave me twenty dollars and 2 bottles of water for the long road ahead
I went out to start back on my travels
I never said thank you but I think he got the message
Never meet people like this everyday