Sit in a desk
draw the Straight Line
pick the Right Answer
write the Right Sign

Negative, Positive
Black or White
that's what we learn
Day and Night

Plan out your life
be the Straight Line
pick the Right Answer
flash the Right Sign

Negative Positive
Day or Night
that's what we learn
Black and White

but then some ******
gets you fired
'cause he's hired
his girlfriend's son
and you get sideswiped coming home
and you fall in love
with--no one,
what makes you happy is the Wrong Choice
the call alluring you -- the Wrong Voice
you want to color outside the line
and-- actually...
if you can be brave enough...that's totally fine

There are many paths to happiness
You only need to find one
but it might not be in the Straight Line
the Right Answer
the Right Sign
But if you can be brave enough
It's totally fine

She's stuck within the ice of space and time
She's paralyzed by threats of yesterday
Leaving her coldblooded and cased in ice
They stole her warmth but she still has to pay
Steel she seems to feel makes up her walls
but you approach her, warmth within your hands
You feel she's frozen.

Unfreeze! they say as if it worked that way
Just melt! dismiss her as a drama queen
But there's a reason she wants you to stay
She shivers but can't shatter the cold screen
But there's a reason she wants you to stay
Because of your hands she feels.
She feels less frozen

I don’t believe in fairy tales
But if I did, I think that I
Would unfold wings
Of light metal
Learn to fly
With glinting rings
Of gold upon my brow
Writhing ‘round my ankles,
gilded snakes eternal.

I’d imbibe my blood
Which would decree
If good or evil I would be
Watch the fates a circle 3
Weave the thread that makes me, me.

And when I died
I’d have been brave
My ghost would dance
Upon my grave
Before seeking salvation’s solace.  
Never to be soulless.

And maybe with this world of
Witchcraft ingrained in my mind
Would be that feeling others find
So easily; the leap of faith into
An embrace
A rush upon
Seeing a face
Anyone, everyone, true love
for the One--
another Holy Grail...

But it'd take a witch’s brew
To make me “fall in love” with you.
For I haven’t believed in fairy tales
Since once upon a time.
When heroes become monsters
Loving is a crime.

My hands they glitter white
They haven't touched sunlight
within the week

My skin's surface is tight
The blood does not feel right--
am I a freak?

In colors bold and bright
My pale shell could ignite...
what do I seek?

To feel free flying fright
Unleash the silver night
And hear Her speak.

they told me "reach new heights and you'll feel tall"
I climbed the clouds and all I felt was small

they told me "do what's right and you'll feel strong"
I did what I thought right but was I wrong?

they told me to find happiness in friends.
I looked, found shallow laughter, bitter ends

they told me just to find myself within.
I opened up; found only empty skin.

we learned the same words but
not the same language

we sing the same notes but
not the same song

we walk the same road but
not the same paths

we didn't do right but
not the same wrong.

Each flicker of the heart
        Is one less before death
Each time you exhale--
        One less living breath
Potential becomes reality
        The candle drips in flame
And though it burns the bloodshot eyes
        They are both the same

Each flicker

    Each breath

Running wax the candlestick
Feet flailing forward, fleeing fast
Flickers bicker tock and tick
Drip drip down the candlestick,
Running down the sheer sides, slick
With the immolating wick
to fire

Running from the past
So sprinting towards the future
Running through the blur of now
Running out of time

Out of breath
Out of flickers
Hear is