(2013)
Gathering, Gimmicking, Frightening, Mimicking, Making the urge Of the march go away Symphony, Melody,
I’m having a feeling But don’t understand I look at the ceiling And I cannot stand She used to be torture
In you and I There is a war That will not fly Without a sword You wield in hand
Against my will I act like me I am not who I pretend I am only a humanoid on the inside I am a human on the out I see something in me
Perhaps it’s best to go other ways… You don’t feel as I do, Juat me, All of you, You all, me alone. And even with you all
Whirl our way, dearest deceaser! This is your time and ours to fly! The time to fly nears, The deceased thrown in fears, While the living await death!
As I make my way to the metal Where the flames burn my desires, I drop my newly found petal, For it keeps me warm. I do walk my way to my sack,
I lie on my bed A pen in my hand My brain does not stand I cant use my hand I don’t understand
There once was a man Who played sweet as honey And when he played songs He played for no money He had won it all
Question told me as she spoke Answer now for Question’s sake She knew that she would provoke Messy questions Question made Question rode her Answer horse
Am I blind or deaf? Am I seeing right? A so beauty sight A sound like a breath And eyes oh so bright?
My head was of metal My heart was of straw My bones were of twigs For those who did not know They scarred each one
Milady, may I have this dance? And in this number will we stay? May we forever form a stance And leave our masks on ‘till the d… I cannot say I’ll happy be
Four seats empty, six seats taken. And I had one with a view Making sight seem lesser blue. But for those who seem mistaken, They would tell me stories too.
I write to you for I am alone And you are my last resort My time I wrote on a stone Of the moldy and broken sort I lost the hammer I used