Her lips crack open and music spills out
All of it moving and beautiful without a doubt
Her deep voice is transcending
The notes wrap around me never ending
I feel the bass in the floor
The guitar seeps into my every pore
The whole is greater then the parts
I can feel the unifying beat of their hearts
The drinks shake in rhythm to the song
They sing of where they belong
What it means to be, and the things they've lost
They sing of how they got here and at what cost
All of this they express.
And i believe them.

All the colors swirl and mix
Becoming something grey that i can not fix
All colorless and shapeless and beyond definition
I wonder how it got in this helpless condition
The music stopped playing and children stopped smiling
And now its all office work and senseless filing
The grey offices with all the grey people inside
They all just want to provide
The blanket of grey clouds covers the light
And below them people move out of sight
The streets lie in waste and disuse
And people live in houses of self abuse
Towers of videos and junk food cover the floor
You can't seem to reach the door
Its all seem so grey
All i can do is pray
That we can find some color

My body is running on fumes
My eyes feel heavy
Everything is sore but
But my mind still races
Racing on in circles
I contemplate all the problems that lay before me
I twist and turn and manipulate them
I consider every angle
But yet i end up with the same answer that i started with
Absolutely Nothing
I start to wonder about everything
Inflicting every wound of self doubt and self loathing i can think of.
I lie in this torture devise i call a bed while my mind turns on it self
I can not wait the sweet release of sleep
So that i can escape my army of ghosts
Dreams Sweet Dreams

The future is suffocating us. Get good grades to get in a good college to get a good job to make good money to support your family and your 2.5 children. When I hear that I hear regurgitate the curriculum that's shoved down your throat to go into to debt to get a job you hate to support the family you don't want.Well **** that. **** your rules. All this so called "order" to protect a system that's burning around us. A system that seems to **** the life out of you. They tell you how you will be happy and how you must do it. You just have a choice of what profession you will be underpaid and overworked in. The poor get poorer and the rich get richer.  Well **** your future and **** your planning. Its just a big labyrinth and i wish i could get out of it twisting alleyways and dead end Cul-de-sacs. Live in the now and let the past pass and the future come.

My mouth moves in yours.
So smooth and sweet
As our fingers interlace
A blaze engulfs your eyes
I see you there so sweet and comely
All the sensations I have ever felt  overwhelm me
The smell of spring air. The taste of burnt popcorn
The hot burning pavement and the cool touch of stone
They are everything and then nothing
And in that instance of nothingness is where you lie
You in your inner most self
We lay there wrapped in the thick blankets
I gaze into your blazing sapphires
And they blur and soon sleep takes me

Look at the time slowly pass
And see the sweet and flowing grass
It covers the rolling hills and the never ending fields
Never knowing what it yields
The sun hangs heavy in the afternoon sky
And birds fly just to simply fly
A couple makes their way up the hill
They go by the names of Lucy and Will
Carries a picnic basket in one hand
And in the other a girl just as grand
And dressed in their Sunday best
As they watch the sun sink in the west
A sweet darkness wraps around them
The moon glows like a gem
The wind softly runs through their hair
A cricket chirps in the darkness somewhere
Will turns to her and looks at her stunning features
She is such a lovely wild creature
Her Wild emerald eyes burn bright
As they twinkle and burn in the moonlight
Wills smile spreads from ear to ear
Its infectious to all that are near
The stars stutter like film stuck in a projector
He holds her tight as her protector
Arms wrapped around her waist
The air around them sweet to the taste
They laid down and stared into space
Their fingers interlace
They consider every eventuality
Realizing they lack immortality
That they need to value time
Play till the warning bell chime
To make their love last
To value the future as much as the past
And they fall asleep on the hill
That ends the story of Lucy and Will