Mine to live
Mine to buy
My hello
My goodbye

I’ll think about it maybe
Where’s this coming from
Tip toe around broken glass
Hoping this will pass
This has got to pass

Time to talk
Do not run
Pain brings me smiles
Melancholy fun

I’ll think about it maybe
Where’s this coming from
Tip toe around broken glass
Hoping this will pass
This has got to pass

I don’t know
Pacing at the floor
Sweeping up the glass
Time just goes too **** fast

I’ll think about it maybe
Where’s this coming from
Tip to around broken glass
Hoping this will pass
This has got to pass

Look out
Search on
Find me
I could be anywhere
In the frozen ever glade
Or in the sheets of your bed
Or on the beach in the shade

And I’ll try and find you
Until were together again
I swear I shall find you
As every day passes by, I lose my mind

See
Touch
Know

A beam of swirling light in the heart of the city
As families flee for their lives
Lightning, fire and explosions
Cars being flipped, debris everywhere
Lives taken just to be taken
Evil has consumed the city
And its flame seems ever burning

Love
Creation
Understanding

A shock to the corrupted nerves of the city
Goodness and virtue battle the tyranny
But are put in the ground
Left in the rain and forgotten
Why must there be good and evil?
It only causes pain
The division, the knowledge, the temptation and the fear

Holy rain fall on me
On these skid marked streets and grow a rose
Red as the blood we all hold
Push my whispered wishes toward your ear
They're full of desperation and curiosity
I trade you the morals, my honor and all I hold true
For all of this evil to be drained from my home
For without the darkness there’s is no need for light
And the ever spirit can rest and the world can flow as intended
So fly high red rose
Gather energy from the land and sea
Chant the sacred words and flush this place

Flashing implosion of energy silence the streets

The sun in the eyes of the saved
The children can sing once more
And we can all be as innocent as the children
May the sun forever shine

Guilt free and enlightened they give thanks
Their lives renewed and cleared
Praise the rain drop, praise the rose it has cultivated
Hold it high, in the highest power

They give their lives for the flower
The live their lives for the flower
They only know it to be the truth
For security they go to the perennial plant
But now their freedom belongs to it, instead of their own fears and temptations
Freedom taken
Dreams broken
All hope gone
The flower promised to delete all evil
But the flower itself is wicked
Draining lives and giving false hope to those in dread of the world and themselves
Ignorance is all I see
The love of being able to create something and understand it
The hate of being unable to destroy everything you don’t understand
Cry life!
Look at today you’ll soon know
With out the darkness we wouldn't need light to see
Without the light there would be no darkness to hide what must be seen
Without both there is nothing to see
The universe over my head
I see Life grows, flows and goes
Good or bad it pushes through
The pre-approved righteousness should not be your guiding light
Neither should hand-me-down precedents of malevolence  
You yourself must chose your own path for it is your choice and yours alone
And that is what life is about
The choices we make cause the earth to spin and balance perfectly
Do not let anyone or anything dictate your life or the decisions you make

Look at yourself
All *****
Blackened with a sour demeanor
Rip the top off

Take a look inside
An endless carousel
See the stars
And be thrown to the next page

Never to come back again
The stories for the next chapter
Clenching to previous excursions
Remnants, recollections of once new beginnings

Once you start you can’t stop
Can't turn and have second thoughts
Once you’re out
You’re gone

Falling to pieces
Smoking, dangling
A mental spasm
A lapse, relapse

Push them away
They speak too loud and bright
A half baked scheme
It’s something to pass the time

Hedges of red
Busted fence posts
Inconspicuously
Punctured shell

To the roots
Vibrations to my brain
Purple furlough
Roofs fall

Pedal till they bleed
Bleed dry to the bone
Till the bone breaks
And the pain grapples me into submission

We ignore the fruits in front
Of us for the mirages
We pretend are real
Putting In hope and taking out lies

Riding the ignorant air of pride

Crawl in desperation to continue

It wouldn’t lie
Stick to the plan
Raise the voice
So they hear and believe

We won’t stop till it’s found
They won’t stop till I’m in the ground
Buried, out to pasture
Fresh fertilizer here

I hear his deceit meshed
Deeply in his voice

Yet I fool myself to
Believe due to my denial of doubts

It won’t let me continue
Smile for no reason

When I think about it
Disorientation follows

Don’t utter another word
The grass is dead on both sides
So let’s make them equally green
Plant the seed
Pack a lunch
As we walk, we remember
The lesson we were taught to never
Tread here

I can feel the blistering heat on the back of my neck
I look at the ground and contemplate letting go of my tears
Instead I walk away
The clouds float over head
Calling my name
“Where are you going?”
The sun turns red and the night comes
Traveling to the cavern, the caves
Watch your step
Ancient mysteries linger here
As do snakes and lizards
Let go of everyone and everything they will be fine
But do hold them dear
The medicine man looks me deep in the eye
I know what is coming and so does he
A period of darkness and insanity
Insanity is the outcome of being blind and not knowing where to go
All security and assurance dissipated
All homes and relationships dilapidated
And I, alone in a dark cave in the desert before this huge wave of pain crashes on to our shore
What am I to do?

Blinded by iniquity
Being guided by unexplainable certitude
I can’t predict where the pieces will fall
But I will remember where they stood in the sky
They say I’m not at the point of grasping it all
Saying I’m a follower who needs to lead
I’m just attempting to find peace of mind
And a silent breeze of tranquility
I’ll still be there when the atmosphere fails
When widespread panicked screams break the barrier of sound
The cadence of the populations of hysterical cries match the racing beats of their hearts
I’ve tried hoisting my pressures and trouble over my head
And unburden myself of them
To put them in front of me instead
And dissect them all so I might comprehend
The hour glass goes against us
We have such ample time
So many paths we can walk
Full of laughs, pain and love, you take yours
I’ve found mine
 
      -Tommy Johnson

As we sat side by side
Belting out a terrible
Scream for relief

Straight is striped
Soft is solid

There are many a things
That are used to see the truth

Standing there nabbing
For the truth for the truth

Eyes torn open
For thirty some odd hours

Left soulless
To face the dawn

Clubs smash against their skulls
War drums pulsate on and on

Crawling on my leg
From the floor

The morning sun rising
Cross fading darkness diminished
In its radiant beams of shimmering brilliance

Dust clouds
Rock formations
Out in the desert
Outskirts

Cupping your hands
Sipping from the water hole

Dance, jump, flail
Friction
Of my thoughts
Spark a flame of action