There is a great poison in this la… All will taste it, most will withe… Who can say if the mystery holds m… But I will gamble on the flames o… Will you join me in the fight?
It was once said that were the meaning of life to b… laughter would ring from the rooft… And in worlds next to ours from subatomic to supernova
Shelter me in your sweetness And I will sing down the sun for… Too long have I watched this rive… And felt only the moist of its ban… For alas, I have been unsure of m…
Demons feed on me, their beaks dar… but after the dances of pain have… I look upon them with a strange fo… for they have killed what I am not and chewed away the ropes of skin,…
She’s had the wind blow against he… Since her first sunrise And now with one hand on the wheel Her hair dances behind like a rebe… To the wind of her own song
Surprising, but yet not at all That we orbit in again, after unkn… Yes, it’s YOU again! And we know through the familiar s… Or the same pure force that stands…
She laughs in flowers and when I am weary, I think of t… And the sun comes back There is a depth in her raven eyes that makes the ocean seem shallow
In the belly of my rebirth I am a journalist of purgatory The smells, the fear, the landscap… is my story and my very life the wager of this…
Tread softly my friend for what seems as solid as the oaks familiar trunk or the well packed dirt on this pa… or predictability
Your heart is a rock Beyond all the fickle tides And when the moon pulls the waves… And your lashing bites my sand I lay still, for I know your true…
I love how the wind plays with you… Strong, dark and full of mystery You truly are a child of the stars… You have caused a lovely confusion In the garden of my mind
Here we go Like the dust bowl families that w… Learning to stretch the bread and… And still found gritty smiles for… Here we go again
In the fertile bed of anguish angels drop new seeds and I see now that water for these… is made of tears and the passing of a drought
Did you know the wind is created b… And when the wolves are silent The moon howls?
Even in the passing flash of image… sliding, liquid, down the digital… I can see your eyes They are hauntingly familiar, hawk… holding the same fierce truth as C…