She's a beauty
I am her breakdowns.
She smiles,
I turn it upside down.
I am a force that can't be taken down.
Yes,I lied.She cries
Broken necklaces and rusted rings.
I tell her we'll be all right.
Broken, yet she sings.
She's a beauty.
I am her breakdowns.
When the world's screams,
I will drown the sounds.

There’s a time in the heart
where all things go to rust
and to forget
is not the path
to forgiveness.
When one hand claps
the world falls down.
Little strings
old sheer tissues lob off and peel away
creating a raw clean mess
that can only be healed by a new love.
So for now
the heart only feels what it wants to feel
empty as a plastic cup.
Clear clouded calamity.
So far away is the future
murky as the waters that puff in the wind
away they go, singing out into eternity.

There's a needle in the drawer
The shakes move through my knees
When I see purple lights I know my mind's playing tricks on me. I thought I was old enough to know better or just don't care.

Around every corner there's somebody there with long blonde hair , she walks a stride behind me.

When I greet the sea she kisses my face We made the San Andreas fault line shake.

Never know where you're going,  or you'll get there too soon. With yourself all alone in a room fit for two.

Was it the same silence that October brings, that broke your speech, and left me crumbling. You snuck out of the house on the yellow brick road, then killed two of your friends and left their bodies to mold.. Now I'm back on the arm where you used to lay, the touch of your hands send the chills through my veins. I'm not over it, just older, and holding it closer.

Until the storm in my head explodes and shoots my ink on the walls, or I spend the nights scribbling in bathroom stalls. I've seen you dance above night a number of times, but never disappear so unexpectedly

Kiss Me,
Oh won't you kiss me one last time,
Before the night time fades away,
And all the stars, turn to grey,
Before the clock hand hits midnight,
Before the first rays of sunlight,
Wash away, the magic of moonlight,
So kiss me, before your pumpkin carriage turns to dust,
And buries our memories in golden rust.

A misunderstood mind,
A heartache of mine,
My main frame covered in dust.

A good clean long overdue,
Awakening when I find you,
Helping me to vanish the rust.

Sweat and fire, tears and anger, hear the gears turning, hear the earth dying
You **** the river so the machines won't rust, the only red you want is from the heart
Taste the iron in your mouth, steel yourself for for the metallic rapture, sell your pain for a dollar!
40 or 40,000 hours, all that matters is that your labor is sold
All that matters is the soles of your feet and your soul are the same