(1998)
What came out, Went within, And from that Which went in, Came all those
I saw you in your grave, my love, Clusters of daisies left my hand, I saw, as swift as the grains of t… Someone releasing a dove in memori… So white and pure, as she soared a…
We live in a society full of words… With much useless things to say, Not caring whether good or bad, We say them all the same, Cause in this world, there’s power…
There is a joy that’s full within That flows from me from day to day… I feel no pressure or heavy burden To push me down with evil worry, I take no joy with sinful sources,
It happens at such a time as these… A pain and loss to feel, To escape those thoughts, I seek… From those I want to heal, Of us that loss, go sit and cry,
I’m back to the place where it all… As time progresses on, Each lasting memory holding still, Those least, forever strong, As I lay down, I start to go,
Enlightening ever is the fact, the… Though many come and go who judge,… I’m the one, the one you love, the… Invisible at times it seems, but a… Is daunting ever is my grasp, of e…
As I walked through the paths of… I once sat myself to ponder, and as I did, two scenes passed ov… The first of the two came on so fa… I closed my eyes in pain,
No matter how it looks or sounds, Whatever comes, I write it down! See as a child, now this is true, My mother and I, we made a truce, The things I’d want to say or gro…
The struggle comes only in glances… a life floats over me. All is quiet, a baby slips into a… so, I slip away too. They, our little angels fall, so…
With two so strong, they walk this… As others, pass them by, The good and bad they’ll share and… With each, to helping and guide, But while they have this, I fight…
Of all the splendors in the world: The dawn that brings the Sun alof… To show God’s beauty to us all, For the Spring so buds can open, For the green of grass to grow,
This girl I once knew, hitched a… And with the Solar System to her… She thought of the thing one shoul… Is a text to invite her best frien… Now this comes to most as a shock,
The progression of one who’s least… Stands and takes his aim. Resembles of that the ones before, Quite nice. Then states his claim… Confusion spouts before a court,
Picture will you, the Summers, Of gardens with roses outside, Those left to nature start growing… The flowers and children alike, Picture will you, the children,