You hold the reins I wear,
I feel my skin blister in tear;
My heart lies in your hand,
My breath escapes your palm like sand.

You tied the reins that hold me back,
You didn't believe that I'd follow your track;
My love succumbs to cold despair,
This loneliness you can't repair.

I'm distorted here beside you,
I can see you're afraid of whats inside you;
The beasts ate your heart,
*With mine ruined, now we'll never part...

the storms may come, let them come
change the color of the sea, let them come
the face may darken, toss and turn
the moon laughs
the creatures that live so deep
they rest soundly in their beds
without concern
this Love vibrates along the ocean floor
untouched

I have a luck dragon
and, he flys me through the sky
I have a luck dragon that never says goodbye
he flys me on his wings
high up in the sky
through storms, and rain
through all my trauma, and all my pain
I have a luck dragon
he's here to stay
he always wipes
every tear away.

The sun hid among the clouds;
The rain kept pouring down;
The mood had lost its light;
The stars forgot to shine

I try to run from the pain I'm feeling
But I find no place to go
I keep looking and thinking for you
'Cause my heart knows it belongs to you

Why do you have to leave?
When all that was left for me was you
When all that was worth waiting was for you
When I had nothing but you

I wanted to be with you forever and always
But it seems you have closed your heart
Your love was the closet thing to magic
But you took it all away when you left.

doctors in the old days
did more than read a book
they made house calls on the cold days
just to have look

they brought the medicine
they gave you what would heal
they didn't work for big business
they didn't work for a pill

doctors in the new days
call it medical care
they drive mercedes
they don't have much time to spare

they sell the medicine
they give you what is next
they work for big business
they work for a check

Life is a paradox, you can not live till after death.
Only after the fall, shall you will rise up here.
Just as the King was born in a Manger here.
Living as a homeless man, healing everyone.
While knowing his outcome here on the cross.
Dying a death of sinners, this here sinless man.
To the cross he went, beaten and abuse he was.
Freely he went knowing that he was the open door.
For you and me, for he rose up again saving us.
From the death that we deserve by his sacrifice.
Now he sits at the right hand of the Father above.
Giving true life to all that believes in his gift to us.