There's the constant rhythm of raindrops
and you're staring out the window
Watching that one guy at the bus stop
and all rushing people down below.
You don't even look in my direction
As your name fills the air
But I can see your reflection
You might know that i'm there.
your body rises and falls with every breath
as your green eyes try to capture the scene
Like a camera, but with more depth
it takes time to develop, to understand what it means

The stars were out in full force
They were my only source
Of light.
Because tonight
Its just me
Alone, by the sea.
Writing secrets in the sand
Things that no one would understand.
They always get reclaimed by the water
And like a knowing mother comforting a daughter
I always feel like a weight has been lifted.

A solider walked into town
As the sun sank down
Into the deep blue of the ocean
There was a charge of emotion
That you could almost see in the air
As all of the villagers stared
It had been twenty long years
But those who remembered, remembered their fears
From that long and terrible night
When the rebels fought a ****** fight
And this man led the opposition
Who made the decision
To **** all who were involved
Before rebellion spread and evolved
It was a foot note in imperial history
And the commander was a mystery
After the promotions, he suddenly retired
Unable to comprehend what had transpired
Now after twenty years he had returned
Older, wiser, and more learned
He went to each family and begged for forgiveness

You had something written all over your face
But I couldn't break the code
Something was out of place
But it barely showed
Like a carbon monoxide leak
Like a caldera ready to blow
Its there in the words you speak
Subtle undertones that only I know
Its always there, but it avoids definition
Maybe its not something, but a void
that haunts you like an apparition
And everything near it gets destroyed
Your collapsing slowly from the inside
And its a battle only you can fight
But I can help, I'll stand by your side
At the end of darkness there is always light

The stars shined like highway flares
As they sent their invisible heat across the universe
They break the uniform darkness of the sky
And act as beacons for the lost and the weary
All was silent except for the rising tide
The endless lapping of waves against the shore
A subtle melody playing quietly in the distance
Far from your mind, but always there
The water reflected lights from the city and the sky
Like it was an imperfect mirror
Like it was a canvas for nature to paint
Shimmering and shining; constantly in motion
You could never see the same patch of water twice  
The smell of fresh bread wafted through the air
As the baker started making the morning supply
It mingled and mixed with the smell of the salt
The perfume of the city started to develop
A unique mixture that could not be duplicated
It was all nature and man interacting
Weaving a beautiful symphony
Melody and counter melody
The stars and the lights.

I pulled out my old lighter
And lit a cigarette
The night got a little brighter
As I tried to forget
All the lies that you love to tell
As you pull me down
Into our own personal hell
I can’t take this tiny town
We've taken to drinking
Because we've run out of things to say
I can feel that were sinking
That everything will fall apart any day
But now we have liquor
To make it all go quicker
And you're always screaming
That I need to stop dreaming
And get my head out of the clouds
So we can get out of these crowds
But you have to know that's *******
We're addicted to each other and we can't quit
Now its just mutual destruction
A product of our own construction  
We are a collapsing binary star
Strangely beautiful when viewed from afar

It was pitch black
I couldn't see a thing
But theres was no going back
Because I don't know what the future will bring
But I know that the past is aiming to ****
So I take one step into the unknown
I take it by pure force of will
Because the future is only set in stone
If you remain fixed in the past
Everything is always changing
Each day different from the last
Your fate, always rearranging
The past is past but the future is self determined