Some people frame the game On the basis of a name A genocide of shame They slate your personality On the faux causality
As the morning clouds disperse Birds come out to quench their thi… A river washes off the city’s curs… Cement breaks up to reveal rebirth The current flows over former stre…
Sunrise? Or sunset? It all depends On how you color it
I want to be your comfort I want to be your freedom I want to soothe your deepest trou… If you just let me in to see them I feel like a thorn who longs to b…
If you only knew My life up till today All that I’ve been through Through the depths of dismay Feeling lost and feeling blue
With nothing to do There is nothing That can be done With nothing to win There is nothing
Our corner of existence is diminut… But chaotic Every other level is essentially Harmonic From the smallest of the tiny
Everyone tells you What they think Half give good advice None of them agree
You cannot teach What you do not know Yet all man’s heroes Have left their mark By doing so
Billions of hearts stop beating Never to beat anew How can we pull them back And save but a few? Tread with care and skill
Dystopian nightmares depict A world of totalitarian control With freedom as the virtue lost Sending civilization down the hole But perpetual dissent and rebellio…
A full moon rises in the night Its shadow cast in dreamy white Placid waters bathe in light Time is paused to laud the sight As ripples scatter the moonlit glo…
When freedom enslaves The way you behave Becomes a free-falling game Liberating your name From dignity’s shame.
How can I say 'I’m fine’ While this fire scalds the heart You used to call home? How can I say 'I’m well’ While your absence burns a hole
We live in a time In which no light is left to shine That which ascends Is always quick to decline Fortune with destitution
