it's torture to remain silent
a pain to restrain what I feel
it's tempting and agonizing, in an attempt to deal
all I want is to speak
and to reach out to you
to create a buffer between this life and that
you blur the lines best
so while you're here,
I'll get this off my chest.

ashamed for an irritable disposition
your queen has her hand high
and you don't know what it's like
to be condemned

Awakening to a senseless breath,
a breeze takes over; a simple stroke
as yesterday's misfortunes fall back into focus

One fork in the road,
a choice, I suppose
And she reminds me without fail
to treat others with ease

Yet it seems quite unfair to me
Sunlight seeps into the sheets
Despite what's been done to me
She's always right there for me

A reminder of solitude
and grandeur and grace
A stable foundation for a lowly race
to keep me on my feet
to master the art of restart

I trip on her roots just to feel
a sense of belonging, she sings to me
Appreciate the chills, the message, the thrills...
Bringing me back to myself.

My mother, my ground, my home.

staring at an unmoving object, my head makes it leap and bounces around
to lay on the ground I'd listen to you
don't speak with your mouth but I hear it from you
dishonest and brilliant
breaking rules all for fun and I'm scorched in the sun with a man on the run
letting your guard down
staring at a wall, unsure of it's position
perception and depth fly past my eyes and I'm waiting for you to be the one in disguise
don't tease, you won't get what you want
a juvenile, a standardized woman
with her arm 'round your neck
stopping the moment I hear the early bird call
calling for me, oh please, set me free

leaving on a sunny morning
as the people arrive
I'm out of the drive

overwhelmed and under pressure
heels overlooking a fence on the border
behind an alibi

starting fresh for the thousandth time
how could this be life-changing?
continuing the search
mastering the art of restart
no one can hold you down
or let you fly,
better than I can, my lovely

just one! I promise I'll stop!
ruining lives one voice at a time
starving for a fun night
where did my mind go?
where did the sense go?
why did my love leave,
and now how can I show?

tip toes outside my door
sensing movement
a single breath, at best

I'll meet you on the other side
where the sun never rises
and the boys never cry
I'll be there at dusk to say
things you'll forget the next day

to a place where blue is the only color
and you're always ready for another
where drinks are spilled
and love is pills