Paradise painted on a wall, deceive
Media nation, the wall of sleep
Machine gun cut down wall of sheep
While my guitar violently weeps
MSN, CNN, Fox News
World Stage clues
Church is just a skeleton
We are all the aliens

We made love,
in flickering candle light,
we made love,
but she doesn't love me,
because only for a moment,
and the moments gone,
as if we are dust in the wind,
I wonder if anyone,
can love the monster
Ive made inside,
I wonder if anyone,
can love the soul
of loneliness,
drowning in sorrow,
I know we made love,
but she doesn't love me,
maybe she once did,
before she fell into my agony,
after we made love,
but she doesn't love me now
lonely I weep,
I catch my own tears
as I fall through my
memories
of
love
*lonely
is just
to balance,
in the end

I think we've met
yeah, we've met before
I know you, I've seen you around
13 times at least I bet,
I know I've seen you around sometime,
sometime before,
the day or night
the sun or moon or soft starlight
I've met you before, maybe thousands of times
I don't quite remember everything
but I've met you before,
you might have been the person walking
across the street
when I was last sunday,
Maybe it was friday saturday or wednesday,
I am not sure but I've met you before
I'm sure I think,
Maybe a thousand times
but at least 13
I think
but I don't always remember
Just know where I've been,
Where I'm at
But not sure,
I think
I've met you before
II

Ive burned all my bridges
                       Im stuck on an island
all by myself
the sun goes up
                        the sun goes down
sometimes birds pass
        maybe stop n sing
I pretend they are singing to me
cause Im stuck here with just me
no one to act cool for except a couple trees
they don't care
so I'll just be me
cause only god can judge me
           now its just me
i forgot what was normal
i havent had tv
Im stuck on island by myself
Ive burned all my bridges by myself
I can act like an elf
cause Im all by myself
Im not god I cant judge myself
theres no opinions to worry about except myself
Im stuck on island with a ukelele
singing love songs
all to myself
maybe a boat will pass
and I can sing love songs
to people in mass
to the lovers tonight
and the love thats past
and I can play that one song
my dad showed me as a kid
and the birds will sing with me
because
*I can check out anytime I'd like
but I may never leave

As planets orbit
changing
carrying the present
growing old
forgetting and learning
on board
my sinking ship
bedded in my living casket
frozen in the world
victim of time
memories we had
good and bad
time lets us be
happy and sad
time lets
the seasons
change
not happy and sad
but
different from that
struggling
to climb
the mountain we have
in our living caskets
that roam earths land

struggle and hell are part of life
happiness and heaven are part of life
heaven and hell are life
and if you feel like your in hell
and hell is real to you
then you have to believe heaven true
and the journey through hell
is the struggle we do
the challenges we face
and decisions we choose
a journey of yourself and your world
that is deep inside you
whatever your hell, your strong enough to fight through
but to give up, heaven wont find you
rather to not look behind you
to find love in the journey
and let your pursuit of happiness guide you
time brings the new seasons
time brings new emotions
time brings heaven inside you
time brings hell inside you
time is the journey where love will guide you
time is the struggle that strengthens you
time holds lessons that will grow you
to love your self and your time,
to love your time you share with all

I wonder where a piece of me went
The piece that holds my thoughts
The piece that holds my secrets
The piece that holds my love
I wonder where she went
with a piece of *me