(2013)
Fathers the son Mothers the daughter We are all Lambs to the slaughter Mothers the daughter
Transcending Below A friend A foe An Adonis
I need to learn restraint To be calm To step back from the throws, and… Lavender days And roll with the waves
That boy is on the breeze He does not suffer fools Care for rare jewels He’s kind Never cruel
Nothing ever dies Things only reside In me I am just a host I receive a daily dose
Two creatures Softly seeking Love’s kingdom Sadness leaking, from our minds Helpless wonder
don’t stare at them like clowns with a blank face or kick a person when their down anyone can fall from grace It’s a light that in time
what would teenage jesus do? turn the other cheek or leave you black and blue He said, I’m gunna grow my hair hes an adolescent host
In a strangely familiar land In the not so distant future Veiled war-lords using Valentine… Make puppets of the third, second… The great eternal war on love
Take a hand Run with it Save as many as you can I strain to see My fading faith
When the night has gone It makes way for a brand new dawn When Forehead is blessed and talk of death is said in jest I am your son
The powers to be Are telling me To take myself to bed But from where i stand The grains of sand
Silence is impossible In the quietest place alive Endless in its journey Through a wall of noise it drives echoes laugh together
Crooked Thieves Tricks up sleeves Mass belief Lies through teeth Bribe your mind
God, Help a drunken man find his way ho… Push the gust upon his back Guide the rolling stone May the unseen forces