I caught the sun with my hand
Kneeled down and put you in
you were lost like the winters wind
that the birds flew south breathe in
you were found in a garden like a gnome
a queen without her throne
now we watch the sinking ships
in the water where the mandolin flows

yes, ive seen a fish swim backwards
up stream from Pompeii
luckily for you and me
we are paperwieghts
theres a cloud oversight
with no water to fall
we were lost in a cyberswamp
where puddles are in debt to the rain

do you can see the strings hang
from the tallest building in sight?
feel these chords I play
and hear these words I say
when theres a leak inside our minds
the walls start to rot
and when the dam gives in to the rain
it's all that we've got left

A young body with an old soul
my heart is trapped and I don't know where to go
My spirit hurts like a sunburn
but stuck in this world I got to learn
that you gotta yearn,
You gotta strive,
You gotta fight
just to stay alive
Demons won't leave me alone if I don't fight back
they got me trippin', I'm under attack

From time to time we all feel like this deep inside
but whatever you do,
don't hide,
Lord will be your guide
You just gotta trust
and you will be blessed with a holy dust
As the title says,
I'm deep,
but this world makes me shallow
I should probably just
go to sleep
Tomorrow will be better
they say,
I hope they are right
and that it stays better
4ever...

Yours Truly
Vaso

You can label me the names you like
You may mock me and say I'm ugly
or feeble-minded
But make no mistake
I'm proud to be an outcast,
an honor you will never break

Push me over the cliff
Break my limbs and wreck my head
But my soul you will never shred
And make no mistake
I'm proud to be an outcast,
an honor you will never break

Don't look me in the eyes
or shake my hand
Tell twisted lies
and point a gun at me if I withstand
But make no mistake
I'm proud to be an outcast,
an honor you will never break...

Born in this world full of
hatred,
material things and lust,
no place for love, cry if you must
Sadness fulfills the hearts
of those who trade their souls,
for fame and funds;
You know, there's a skill called 'liberating your soul'
and it's crucial if you are
eager in seeing yourself as a whole
Move away from this wicked world
and free your beautiful soul.

If you don’t write it,
It won’t come.
That spark of madness
Devoid of need for the tongue.
If you don’t write it,
It won’t come.
That hidden power in your tone
To bring you visions into the world,
A form of alchemy that pales to none.
If you don’t write it,
It won’t come.
That jewel in your belly that glows brightly
That seeks to find you day and nightly.
If you don’t write it,
It won’t come.
The spark that you find,
The visions you define,
The power you cannot hide.
If you write it,
It will come.

To love you comes as an unconditional force that I cannot explain.
You touch all the parts of me that I myself cannot see.
They look to you as you make them that much better.
I love you in the full extent of every chance I get.
And every single chance after that.
There is no such excuse as to why I cannot.
We converse through action more than lips.
Make no mistake in the way that I use these words or the way my body reminds you.
I love to color you in not just the ways that I see you.
But in all the ways you see yourself.
To teach, encourage, praise and inspire in all the ways of color.
For without you this emotion that dictates life or death would have no reason to exist.
To respect your existence with every smile.
To reach out and grab your hand reminding you that you are needed.
You inspire me as unconditionally as I inspire you.
This thing, love
Blossoms in deep shades of red
Outside the boundaries of lines