the clock is ticking
so ominous and looming
minutes pass so slow

in the waiting room
picking at lips in terror
my heart pattering

scared to make a sound
quite as death and just as still
then the door opens

The never-living
like rejected gifts
a whisper unsaid
The never-dead
like heaped trash
a broken thing

Like a young boy in love
I wrote a song for you
something sweet and strong
to play on my guitar
but when I finally finish
when chords and melodies
have become what they will
I try to find the lyrics
but that is there now
is an empty space for you
because while you were waiting
I tried to find a way to move you
but you were already moving on
I wrote my heart into this song
but now that you're gone
and my lyrics are left unfinished
I sit down to write them anyway
because you not wanting me
doesn't mean that I wont feel again
so for the next lonely lover
I'll sit down in this moment
finish what was meant to be your song
I'll write these lyrics through my sobs

Float gently down
Little speck of white
Updrafts push you round
Running through the sky
Roofs covered with you now
Illuminating the world with sparkles
Each inch of you reflecting sunlight
Soft gentle snow I watch you fall down

I don't remember how our faces look like
but I know yours was so beautiful
I don't know what our names are
but I know yours brings comfort
I don't know who I am
but you are here

cold heavy hands
drag me down
into the deep sea

i'm dragged down
into this oblivion
where apathy settles

down the road
driving away now
from the grey
the cloudy sky
in dark sun
an eye opens
and spills out
all the secrets
that we held
far away then
from the old
from the familiar
and be new
here with me

I know you're trying to help
and it's sweet and nice
but I don't want your advice

The walls will whisper
of what they witnessed
during the darkest night
of the man murdered

The roof holds dear
the soft hushing
of the young mother
soothing her babe

The graves soak up
all our fragile tears
that hit the ground
in the grieving sorrow

The grass will tremble
in anticipation now
at the bouncing step
of a new adventure

it burns on my skin
cold water from the faucet
rushing down on me

“Wow, you’re so polite!”
Thanks, I’m afraid you’ll **** me for any slight.

The sad couple in the corner
The girl over there all alone
The crying babe being shushed

Their all so sad, it's eerie

Meet me by the river
where the sweet grass grows

Meet me in the evening shade
where our bodies will lay

Meet me with smile and kiss
something gentle on your blood lips