so when will it stop being easy to find
the stories I keep in the back of my mind
the words I have gathered with both of my hands
connected on strings to the person I am

a song I could sing for the rest of my days
and carry with me when I go to the grave  
for so many questions I’ve nothing to show
my curious nature has proven it so

the anchors I’ve honored are floating again
they’re nothing but dust to the oceans and rain
the water is heavy and so is the sand
all I want to do is find hope where I stand

**just wait for the silence and trust I am near
find rest in the stillness until I appear
in light of this moment let troubles to pass
there’s nothing My Love for you cannot outlast

Where is the emotion I could only ever bare
when you were here beside me every day and everywhere
I seem to be avoiding all the simple things I knew
instead commit to stupor coming out of me and you
Whatever hasn't happened I expect at any time
receiving with the darkness every shadow in my mind
It's good to be alone and I have come to much prefer
the solitude of sameness as the days become a blur
I'm learning to admit that what is perfect will not break
and daily seek the patience to accept it when I wake
Today has been forever and forever's moving still
a death that has no fear because it goes against our will

There're things I want to tell you
but don't know how to say
Like words inside a speaker
that stops before it plays
Within its wooden cabinet
the notes are not disguised
Peripherals attesting
the music's in your eyes
To write the perfect lyric
is not an easy task
Although it could be simple
if you would only ask
Yet here we are repeating
our homophonic tunes
I'm cutting through the silence
but you are singing too

Fortified vapors contained in this space
Are leaking from every crack on my face
Where they will go is determined each night
When rapid eye movement contends with my sight
And under the covers of lids and their weight
I feel myself seeping and think it too late
I've already opened the doors that were sealed
And I'm disappearing in all that's revealed
See, I'm like a shadow approaching the sun
If steps be my breaths then I'm on my last one

Reflection can be simple but so easy to ignore
when darkness casts a shadow over every single pore
in moments such as this let not your fingers reach to find
the wounds that have congealed themselves so perfectly in time
Instead of making circles round a past's familiar pain
retreat into your senses and embrace the hands of change
The difference made today might feel like nothingness at first
but follow through in boldness and again you'll find your worth
Tomorrow's moving forward while a yesterday holds back
and now's the only moment you may have to choose a track

as I was walking in your shoes you put your feet in mine
paralysis took over and you rested on my spine
I moved as though I knew the pain was lulling you to sleep
and so I focused on the road I saw in front of me
a carrier of many things
I kept you closest still
for I could not submit myself to any other will
I let the salt from everything flow out of both my eyes
in daily liberation from the questioning, the whys
to have you here reminding me that we are still the same
is all I need to get us through and hold you in my frame

I spend my time meandering the halls of other lives
and yield with some discretion to the questions, "how and why"
although my understanding may be limited somehow
I'm not afraid to fall apart in someone else's now
my blood is made of seekers who have tasted life and death
and fervently laid doubt as bare as every single breath
"my hands are still in working," said a voice I came to know
a part of me as much as every petal on a rose
I bloom inside a garden that the sun will never leave
I'm here until this world is not the place I'm meant to be

this year has been a cavalcade of everything I've done
but at the end of every day you've always been my sun
the light I rise to even when my body barely moves
the aromatic summertime that permeates my room
your seventh ring is forming now, we'll see it this July
the two and three two thousand ten turned water into wine
I drink without a second thought from hands that may be small
for they surrender whole in heart, your everything, your all

My dreams have lost their luster and I read them easy now
With everything in lucid rhyme that doesn't skip a sound
I'm summoned by a certain note and open both my eyes
And what constructs the things I see puts hoods upon the lies
But how can I approach them now without becoming stained
Without becoming subject to the motives they've unchained
In retrospect I take a step, enough to make a start
Without delay my legs begin to move our worlds apart
In time I'll reach the ground I knew and tended to, before
Though blind I be my hands contain the key that sealed the door

I've not a thing to tell you that I've not already said
my fancy for the stories, like the thought of you, is dead
When what I wasn't seeing made its way into my eyes
The pressure disappeared and carried with it every "why"
There's nothing to recover of the people that we were
And I don't need a reason to admit it anymore
Suppose I never let you make your way inside of me
Would you still wander in without a place to wipe your feet
you never want to hear whatever challenges your truth
And fortify the walls your sense of helplessness removes
But I don't need to be here anymore than I have been
Examining the layers of this unprotected skin
I'll go beyond the cycles and the sameness you have praised  
And learn to be again the kind of human I was made

We sat upon the swings until the night could take us home
And travelled in the dark without a single doubt to know
Rejecting every mask that fear could use our face to wear
I looked into your eyes to see that I was in your care
That I could even share with you the moments that I have
Creates in me a gratitude for everything I'd lacked
Perhaps we'll never be again the way that we once were
But what was then and what is now has made us ever sure
That faith inside a moment has a power we can feel
It challenges our hearts to seek the only thing that's *real

should you have the time, may I give you mine?
let us speak of Life, let us not divide
everything you are, I am made of too
more than I am me, more than you are you
pieces of the sky carry every heart
far beyond the day, far beyond the dark  
Time can be your friend, Time can set you free
come out of your head, move and live and breathe

if any single way in you leads back to your control
I urge you to be diligent and patient with your Soul
lest any piece of human flesh be present in you still
I leave at your discretion: every motive of your will

are you as free as One Who counted loss of self as gain?
or do you have agendas that are printed in your name?
are you the one who holds the pen and writes a story down?
or do you have it in you to be humbled by The Crown?

I can hear your tension saying things you'd never say
Force the animosity to cover up your face
It's when you closed your eyes that I could see you in my dreams
I took you in my arms and watched you put away your screams
Although you couldn't tell me where you wanted me to go
I knew your heavy head received a lighter kind of load
The contents of your body will forever stay the same
But when you let it go there will be nothing in your way
And since I couldn't reach you in another place and time
I guess I had to wait until you walked into my *mind

i give myself to only those
who break when i am weak
who share the thoughts i save
for them until i need to speak
and if i can be useful to the
people whom i serve
then every moment given me
i'll spend upon this earth
and even when i've nothing
but the eyes of many years
i'll find a way to take the
hand of anyone who fears
it's not about the struggles
you alone have faced today
but how you learn to love
despite the troubles on the way

She brought me an apple and held out her hand 
the tree she had plucked from would lay out the plan 
Partake of this perfect communion with me
those were the words she had whispered, her plea
And should you accept it, the offer she gives
you'll see a world in which everyone lives
Not like the one where our bodies may dwell
that is laden with burdens and personal hells 
In contrast reality'll seep through your bones
exposing the parts of you no one else knows 
And this be the knowledge you'll gain from a bite
that the morsel ingested will turn into light 
It is harbored within until time becomes ripe
and swallows internally all of your strife 
For everything done was completed in truth
to finish the work that was started in you

take your (he)art away, don't let them take your heart.

I've gone around infinity and learned enough to know
that numbers with such attributes are only for the show
you cannot sum or shape the time to twist into itself
and thus I lay and ask the whys I find within myself
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uncovering then letting go of what I can't explain
the moments that I cannot hold are not mine to contain
and as I make my way inside of all this scripted void
I find myself at time's dispense, a human turned a toy

Amongst the crowds of moving feet I make my way inside
And all the while trying not to hinder precious lives
The push and pull of all their weight has brought me to my knees
It's here beneath the cloud of flesh I supplicate my needs
They're pouring out, become the sea of water for the drink
I'm holding on, I start to float, oh help me not to sink
Living words don't fail me now, I fear I've said too much  
But there are reasons I won't name that feelings cannot touch
So I will speak until I'm mute, if ever that should be
With seasoned tongue so full of salt to justify my plea
Hear me now or hear me not, the choice is always yours
My voice may crack but I believe I'm holding open doors
Come inside and stay with me, I welcome every soul
Let your body shed its skin and extricate the old
You are free, don't let them say that you are dead and gone
The place you've been for all this time is not where you belong

Oh how the people have wearied the sun
Caused it to shine on the things they have done
Everyone's burning inside of their ways
Awaiting an end that will come to their days
And so many children are looking around
Trying to save what is left of the ground
But earth is no match for the hands that are small
And those who they fight will inherit it all  
Then once the transmission is made on both sides
The characteristics of youth will outshine
Like rays in the sky and beyond what is seen
Return to the sun as its luster and sheen

there once was a girl who traveled in curls
she saw this whole world like her mother
As everything whirled, she learned how to twirl
she swallowed the things she had smothered
Her grandfather knew her heart split in two
so he mended the break with his Life
And now she is new, she knows what to do
with each day when it's bitten by night
The moon is a song, the sun sings along
and each ray has a story to tell
"If ever I'm wrong, expose me upon
the rocks on the road to the well"

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The moment I laid eyes o   ..   n you I couldn't turn away
And I began to see yo  ..   ur face in every single day
The time it took to mem   ..   orize the color of your eyes
Distracted me from noticin   ..   g the weakness hiding mine
But now that I have come to kno   ..   w the role that you have played
I stand prepared to walk away   ..   from things in which I've stayed
My heavy, dark and weary h   ..   eart had almost ceased to beat
For close I came to welc   ..   oming the lunatic in me
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in walking through the corridors of earth & space & time
i felt myself a mendicant of everybody's mind
a step away from decency my feet began to ache
was humanly impossible for me find escape
to pave a path then take it back is not the way it works
i hollowed out a trail of holes - mortality, it lurks
so if you see a skeleton or something of the like
the shell i am will one day be a different kind of sight

There's only so much blood to spill when no one knows your name
The whitest knuckles taking on a whiter sea untamed
A middle ground of higher thought is secondary now
And every stair that led me here has disappeared somehow
I don't know why my hands are not complacent by my side
Or why they have to raise themselves with grossly heavy pride
For all I do is watch them break on everything they touch
Correction brought by discipline has proven not enough
Subservient to battle scars my body hardly claims
Capricious, blue and never set on anything but change
If all the people cease to be I wonder where I'll go
And who'll be the receiver of the punches that I throw

I woke up by the waters where my yesterdays were you
and watched as both our bodies turned to every shade of blue
our breaths were getting shorter and our hearts were beating fast
until the Sun appeared and cast its shadow on our backs
more beautiful a metaphor I couldn’t hope to dream
to wake up by the waters, let my yesterdays to be