(Lyrics)

You're the music
To my song
You're the chorus
That moves the verses along

You're the rhythm, the beat
Got me tapping my feet
My melody

And I may never get
To right all my wrongs
But at least I got
To write you a song

You're the sweet words
In each line that I write
The inspiration
That brings it all to life

Every night when I pray
I thank God for each day
You're here with me

And I may never get
To write all my wrongs
But at least I got
To write you a song

I want the people close to me,
to read my poetry,
and tell me honestly,
what they think.

I want the people close to me,
to read my poetry,
and truly,
understand how I think.

I want the people who I want to know me,
to read my poetry,
or else they'll only,
be as close as they think.

Radiant
She kissed the star
Off my shore
And hid tidal waves
Under her arm, laid
Promises in store.

She grasped
The lips of the sun
And suckled the night
Until sleep crept over
The horizon, along the coast
Bathed in red day’s light.

She searched
Deep in my eyes,
Reaching for a star to mold
Only to find a waning light,
A candle-spun flame
Glowing fluorescent gold.

She saw
Her face in the flame,
Shrouded in purple midnight.
It spoke of love and wishes
Of dreams and hopes
That have long since faded out of sight.

Both directions make me want to run to their opposite sides,
So where the hell am I supposed to go?

I’m still staring into space,
I’m looking into another place,
A place where life is fair,
A place that isn’t anywhere,
It’s a different time that I see,
A time that never was or will be,
I feel things that I can’t feel here,
I feel things besides sadness and fear.