Awakened by song of long distant v… a beam of light cuts the abyss. Serenades calling, the lost and th… sneaking into lives gone far amiss… The sound of strings breathing, em…
Into the dark corners of desire, long left standing upon the un-swept floor of secret yearn… have I strived to press your memor… Which over time of endless days
Will Heaven help me through this… will it be there in my need? How much is mine to do alone? At which point should I plead? Is it there when my head is down
They struggle to know how I feel, yet each question they ask only ma… And they search for a way to get i… Hell, the door isn’t locked, it ju… They remember the way that I was.
The state of the worse. The state… Is this the sad state where I fin… The evil inside me who long dwelt… I’d given him home for he felt lik… But then cast I did he out of nec…
It doesn’t matter how the sun sets… nor how the clear streams flow. There is no joy in waves of grain or brilliant fields of snow. This world in all its glory
I one time dreamed a dream wherein… where every step a memory was, and… I saw each day I ever lived, they… Each opportunity to give now stood… I saw each thing I ever owned and…
Standing at the mirror someone I no longer know. Standing there, staring back, looking all alone. Says he wants to be like me
Each day I run, each day I hide from the me I’ve locked inside. The me I made in younger years. The me reflected in my tears. The me my mother warned me of,
Naive enough to believe that it’s… the world spins around the old red… God set it up, and so surely it’s… He’ll keep it forever, I’m sure h… to return some fine day and then n…
Always searching for the next good… and what the world can bring. Always looking for the next big de… and what it’s offering. Never thinking very far ahead
There are a lot of mysteries, anom… things that seem to have no explan… One of these (above the rest) that… is how the foolish crowd is made o… from being foolish on their own. Y…
I’ve not been one to take it slow, just like the tulips break through… in eager haste to taste of Spring. So likewise I want everything. Each day more warm,
The petal of a rose once fell then drifted slowly through the tr… Upon the wind it tumbled long until it drifted up to me. At first, I saw no value there
As lightening shone and thunder bl… I danced the dance that dancers do… They danced it back and asked if… would mind them dancing through th… I thought no harm could come of th…
