Hiding in a beautiful cave
Listen to the twinkling lights
That he made there
Pupils wide and skin pale
Blind though he knows
his home
by the feel of the stone

In the shell of the land
Hiding from the shadows
Of light outside
Listening to the twinkle
of water drops

To hide from shadows
is to live in the dark
Smashing stones for sparks

I used to go to class
And now I'm sifting through Smashed glass
with my hands

I told my dear boys
I would stop buying more toys
And try to get in with the band
But now I'm trying to prove my worth
By Smashing Mother Earth
And proving ****** work will still stand

I want to tipple topple over
And burn it to a smolder
As I watch this shitropolis expand.
We put them in the cubicles
To try and make them feel more full
But all that ever fills up is the air And the land.

I hope when all the years go by
I'll look back and wonder why
I Chose not to care About my time
and the thoughts
That occupy my mind

During all of those days
I chose To be blind Left behind
To remind me that

Days are numbered
And when we slumber
They slip slyly by
Waiting for a meaning To which I sigh. What is the meaning To the bleeding
Of our short lived reality?

To except and expect there nothing more to be?
It's all we know And all we ever will
And a thought like that can make you Ill So you spill Evil Into the world

I want to tipple topple over
And burn it to a smolder
As I watch this shitropolis expand
I want to roll it all over
With a steady stream of boulders
A victory for the land.

I'm afraid of the way your looking
I'm a man who won't back down
you should know that I'll be waiting
with  your wedding gown

the valley of a mountain
with thicker forest thicket
dangerous youthfull fountain
gave us two one ticket

climbed so strong my legs
were burning trunks of fir
carrieed coloured flags
you far behind a stir

I'll let you down
before you find me
don't turn around
there's nothing to see here

I've never found
what it is you see inside me
don't turn around
there's nothing much to see

5 years and your eyes may see me
as I can not recall
your eyes they do complete me
I've never felt so tall

don't turn around
let's only look ahead
don't turn around
till just before we're dead

look at my eyes
I've always been so real
look at them now
this world is how I feel

theres mountains in the distance
there calling us back home
and there will be a Day
when both of us have gone

your wedding gown is waiting
just beneath the sky
so let's only look right here now
in case we both should die

your heaven love is waiting
on tops of mountains high
steady steps were taking
we will live to touch the sky

Here I am devoid of trauma
Waiting for it
All my troubles
The smallest part of anthing
That is real

The things that I let
Hold me from the strain
Would hold water
But not hearty broth

We are afroth
With simplistic hinderence
We are alive
Cultivating anger, passion
From small discrepancies
In our superiority

This word and not that
Ascribing universal truth
From a devided
One planet species

Thinking true and high
But still arguing
As if the two were
simultaneously possible.

Do I feel you when I'm in the car?
Do I feel you when I gaze at stars?
How do I know if it's you or not?
Always cutting corners you won't get caught.

Did you call me here to dissappear?
Did you call me here to dissappear?
Closed my eyes, I'm not seeing much.
Put my hand on you face to see by touch.

Did you call me here to disappear?
Did you call me here to disappear?
All you want is my money, my blood and guts.
My mind and my breath until the beating cuts.

Do I feel you near when I play guitar?
And all the other things that give me scars?
I'm running over pages and my heart is tired.
Is it just an app or should I be rewired?

If I got down on my knees
and called your name
Would you promise me that
it's the truth your saying

If I go out swimming
With the holy man
Would it be only then
I could understand?

from the golden tree
That apple of which I bit
and then tossed down hill
rolled down along the pit
got scuffed with mud and spit
our minds forgot
our bodies ought not
control our thought

from such beacons
do we all depart
trying to find our place,
our very own part
feeling for others souls
with are hands, without heart
to such depths all must go
getting filthy just to know
when we find a convenient answer
upwards we to flow

we take it up, hold it high
figuring that if it touched the sky
amongst us would the beacon live
free for all to share and and give
our jewel, blissful humanity slays
for amongst our rivalry is it lain

we all fight the good fight
some haven't been able to take a bite
and hide away
thinking they missed the last good day

When nobody is looking
She moves with ghostly grace
Haunting the house she still lives in
Phantom of her own soul

Breaker of her own mirror
Shes picking up the pieces
One shard at a time
Making them fit, making it right

When I look away, away she glides
To perch herself high on the cliffs
Wind playing with her hair
Her face tense In beautiful contemplation

Then the colours she can't define
Seep from her mind
And paint the rock around her
She stairs at the water below, the mountains above

It is a great sight
A beautifle struggle
It all unfold and work out
I know it will