There were times I'm sure
that I should had listened more closely
Instead of hearing only what I thought you were saying

And other moments spent
not looking for you but looking farther
than the eyes in front looking at me so lovenly

In the end of all that did pass
At least I find peace in knowing that
Inspite of us and what not, we had the chance

To at least love and try to keep
the times from changing what we wanted to be

How many times I stood there freezing in that cold room thinking that just maybe one of you would ask how I was or be interested

Then the seconds became minutes, days, and years
Yet my shadow still is standing there, waiting and waiting

I keep thinking, maybe it was something I did or didnt do
But all I get in response is the same lurking shadow waving
and it keeps waving and saying, don't worry someday they...

I imagine when that someday becomes today then my shadow
will come back and be by my side. And then the cold will finally
go away.

But when hope is only left to imagination then despair also is just an illusion.

So I only hope to not despair for my shadow, which refuses to stop waving, and hoping that one day you will come...

Did you hear? What? That tree? What tree? The one that fell and no one heard. Oh that one, well no. I must had missed it.

If the falling tree hits you in the head, in the forest, then you didn';t hear it now did you?

watch  out! "For what!", That falling tree, oh, he didnt hear it!

Falling down in the forest when no one was around, I mean like what was he thinking you know...

All falling trees with no-one around must now obtain a permit from the local tax office.

There is now a self-help group for falling trees, now you don't have to fall when no one is around!

Did you hear? What? That tree? What tree? The one that fell and no one heard. Oh that one, well no. I must had missed it.

If the falling tree hits you in the head, in the forest, then you didn';t hear it now did you?

watch  out! "For what!", That falling tree, oh, he didnt hear it!

Falling down in the forest when no one was around, I mean like what was he thinking you know...

All falling trees with no-one around must now obtain a permit from the local tax office.

There is now a self-help group for falling trees, now you don't have to fall when no one is around!

Right is wrong and wrong is right
to those that believe no end in sight
**** the blind man because he doesnt see
but let the dagger make them bleed

to those who doubt curse their minds
because to think and be is not kind
so as the wise man hides in his thoughts
let the stairway to heaven be bought

as to all that suffered did it have cause
that innocent born, die for what was
As children can pretend to be free
only to find out that they cant be

So the world is backwords as gods word
to teach the evil to pretend to be good
And let the noble ones suffer their plight
as the fool who believes day is night

To all who fight to find value in life
only to give in to the devils might
should the one who surrenders live in vain
for all their intentions to ease the pain

If I whispered in your ear a silent whisper
    could it become
         something that grew bigger?

Or would it wither with a moment or perhaps stay longer...

Longer than the wind cries...

Longer than both of us could survive?

If I whispered to you a silent lie
   would you let it become true?

If I said I loved you would you let it be...

If I'd said, so many words,
  would you still hear them?

If I'd answered without thinking..
  maybe without doubting...
    maybe without hiding...

If the whisper now became more silent
  than the whisperer
would you still hear it?

Treasures within are hiding beneath
the shadow of the rules of the elite
No one should doubt why they were born
even if the reason has yet to unfold

Should fear control the lives of all
or doubt should hinder and fall
when a childs eyes cannot lie
to the truth unfolds the virtue of life

Give a moment to respect ones-self
for all the beauty that is without doubt
that one who lives has the reason
to live free of ones own treason

The will to live is above the pain
that fear and denial tries to  enchain
The reason to be outlives the shame
of not being the one who controls the reins

Smile upon the distance since traveled
because the journey only begins to unravel
nothing can stop the passion to live
because from it grows the power within

You are the life you are the love
You are all that Im thinking of
Oh Darling you're too much

I want to hold you to kiss you
I never want to miss you
Oh Darling you're too much

You are the flowers in spring
the birds that sing and sing
the fruit upon the trees
you are the world to me

So here is a toast I do propose
to the girl I love the most
Oh Darling you're too much!

in the day of our breathe
we look upon our death
to not shy away from why
we came to admire the sky

Should a coward hide
behind lies and more lies
they shouldn't now cry
that they didn't know why

a life given is a life divine
there is no reason to hide
from what is your born right
to live the gift to live your life