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There's no "go team" for fans of apathy
that stadium lacks capacity
casual acts of random vanity
man has relaxed, average atrophy

sadness lasts longer than catastrophe
forced to face the facts of tragedy
who cares what is and what has to be
our lacking will lead to our agony

monsters

The monster is never fed
something is missing in our heads
i sit upon the dust
and i walk through the cobwebs

there's an error in my dreams
nothing is ever how it seems
I realize that I'm awake
and no one hears my screams

there's a world that doesn't care
as long as it's happening over there
I sit upon the glass
and walk up broken stairs

the monster is never bled
feasting on the blood it sheds
I sit upon the rust
and walk on river beds

trail of broken tears

Whispering water of tumbling creek
braving blue ridge mountain steeps
wet feet walking on a Cherokee trail
Tom Tom, drum beat, tribal wail

forlorn flashbacks under foot
hopeless harrow, horse and hoof
savage sorrow of suffering souls
war swept wasteland, walking coals

I remember

I remember when we smoked together
rolling in a haze of pleasure
endless dreams, without measure
I wish it were like that forever

it was such a care-free feeling
knowing that you were always willing
so high, we were on the ceiling
the magic of a plant so healing

we weren't young, but we played the part
taking adventures in the dark
girl, you really left your mark
you'll live forever in my heart

bound

I found the key that opens the door
to what is to be and what is being for
bound to see a hopeless open sore
I'll never be free from seeing more

I saw the light that shines so dim
onto the monster that lives within
bound by visions of who, what, and when
I'll never be free to be happy again

I found the path that leads the way
to where tomorrow meets with yesterday
bound to see the black through the grey
I'll never be free from thoughts gone astray

winter heart

Goodbye to the summer sun
light has played the biggest part
its ok, what's done is done
I am ready for an autumn start

hello to an autumn chill
discolored leaves fall apart
its ok, what was is still
as cold as my winter heart