I used to see you as a shining light
Dazzling at sight, notoriously glorious
I knew I wanted to get closer and closer
Until we stood victorious

Now I see the outline of your body
A silhouette with your back to me
Getting smaller and smaller
Until you fade away

Some call themselves lions
Some call themselves wolves
Some are like rhinos
With long sturdy horns
I am a sheep
I am a deer
When danger tries to creep
I steer clear
I will wait patiently
For the prophecy to come true
When all animals will lie comfortably
Amidst the morning dew
The wolf will eat plants
The lion will eat sod
And all will understand
The glory of God
Then I as the deer
And I as the sheep
With laughter and cheer
Will no longer weep
There will be no fear
Cause with my hooves in the soil
I will gallop above the heap
Of the dead evil souls

I feel so tired, I want to sleep so badly
Question is,
Will I be sleeping, or hiding?

Get away from me
Get out of my head
I'd rather the problem be before my eyes instead

I am sad and sick
Tears to my eyes it brings
No one will speak to me about important things

Surely somewhere out there
There are those who understand
How to live in peace and love, hand in hand

When I was young I used to see ghosts and take fright
I couldn't go into the basement by myself at night
They appeared as faces and bodies before my sight
But not like humans; some would fly at me and bite
Others, insane, would cry and lament their pain.
So I learned to fall asleep to music and TV to help my fear
To stop the voices and visions, to make them disappear.
This went on, year after year
But one day I grew up, and made it my mission
To face and defeat these apparitions.
Yet to my shock and surprise, they grew wise
Instead of frightening me with deformed grins,
They now accuse me of all my sins.

I lie in bed as the shadows creep
Across the wall, as I fall asleep
With closed eyes, I drift away
And let go of the memories of the day

Next thing I know, I'm in a new place
Where angels are happy to see my face
Where my wishes come true and I smile
If only for a little while.

"What have you done"
Is a question I run from
Ever since that fateful crime
I committed on a dime
Then my conscience turned on me
And the darkness covered me
So in shades is where I am
Blackened, *****, little man
What once was a lamp has been put out
Blank minded as I walk about
Protect yourself; look, and see;
Don't become a man like me.

When will compassion come to fashion?
When will life become valuable,
And death be unfashionable?
Images of death should make you short on breath.
But we don't feel their pain,
We look after our own gain.
When will humility excel stupidity?
If you're humble your feet won't stumble.
Certain things should give you the shakes
There is no shortage of mistakes.