Standing on a cliff with others,
close,
so close..............
so close to death.
Standing, staring at the sea,
staring,
glaring,
each one sharing,
our oul doubts and deep regrets.

Tales of how we crash and burn,
staring at a dying sun.
Lessons learned,
lessons shared.
Remember someone always cares.
You may never know their name,
but every single soul shares shame.

Shame about the way we live,
how we find it hard to give
A high horse, seems to sit so well
with this world, the ones who tell.
Tell us how to live our lives,
trying to dictate your mind.

Trying to dictate your mind,
the blind men,
leading on the blind.

A sweet whisper in my ear
melts away the ice
the silly fears.
Melt me with that whisper in my ear.
That sweet song that we sing
thaws the winters cold
it brings the spring.
Bring that sweet song, softly to my ear.
The way we dance
its chips away
the barriers that we both made
Baby can we dance the night away?
Underneath the street lights
with grace and hope
a world of dreams.
Baby will you hold me as we sway?
Baby can we dance the night away?

There was a place he would go
to be on his own,
to filter the light,
to learn and to grow.

A place where it stopped,
where no boats would rock,
where time is not measured,
no need for a clock.

As long as it took
would he sit and he'd wait
among all the silence,
awaiting his faith.

In search of some answers,
in search of some hope,
he grew and he found,
a new way to cope.

Despite all the madness.
and **** all the pain.
Once he is there.
His place will remain.

The walls lie broken on the ground;
concrete,mortar,dreams, lie strewn around.
Bricks once laid with humble hands,
return to dust
in the promised land.
Amongst the rubble children play,
drones up high, pass and survey.
I wonder if they see those dreams.
Lost a midst the view they see.
Lost a midst the view they see.

When all around us, cities burned.
Great kingdoms fell,
with no one spared.
All that I could think of was your kiss.
Amongst the crumbled walls and streets
the places lovers used to meet.
That's the only thing I think I'll miss.
Dark days now full of dread and fear,
broken hearts and swollen tears,
but all that I can think of was that kiss.
Amongst the rivers that ran dry
the few souls left, who sit and cry.
That's the only thing I think I'll miss.

Be thankful for your Gut!
and all that it may choose to say.
The water that flows through you,
watch it, as it gently sways.
Watch the stars,
the stars above,
for everyone is full of love.
Watch your words
and watch your thoughts
be careful of the friends you bought.
See somethings come without a price,
these things are the joys of life.
A childs smile in the morning light.
A loving hand to hold at night.
Clasp it tight and clasp it true,
these are the hands that pull you through.
Search for those hands to pull you through.

There’s sometimes resonance
in words and sounds that linger.
That carry an energy, so deep, that never sleeps.
Thoughts that never try to turn asunder,
are thoughts, you wish would vanish in the wind.
Heading west to find a destination,
a ticket to some long forgotten town.
A life, that led you to this desperation,
is the only life that’s gonna drag you down.

He lay there with a guilt,
that no child should fear,
for he couldn't remember her face.
He sat with his wishes
his thoughts and his fears,
suffering feelings, that no child should feel.
The warmth from her smile,
that loving embrace,
that left him that day, that went to that place.
The place they had told him
where sleeping souls lie.
That place he now hates.
Up there in the sky.