(2013)
#Knowing #Life #Losing #Loss #LostLove #Regret #Remembering #Sorry #Thinking #Time
For all the innocence they were gu… Head held low All the gone wrong The down trodden He pleads with the moons
In the shades of bruising. I was there for your portrait The day was beginning. The frame of your face was breakin… Away like sand castles waiting for…
The Clock Maker’s creation The Vessel of Flesh The body of a soul It must not be taken The world will weather it down
Once the embryo was in growth The stars promised salvation Mother of Nicho sang her lullaby Notes in minor chords Drifting in between worlds
Howling at the moon Young and full of lust and love Will this road hold home for good The only teller is time itself My dear Joanie made of stars come…
The Guide of the Blind He cares for his foot steps to com… Haloed his way of protection Faith in fasting this tide of then Steeped in the best of him
Your teeth are chewing out my hear… My sweet falling from the stars Dancing secrets in the dark All the lashing deep seeded scars Another day in the way of return
We were young and it seemed fine Till the day arrived at our door The wash of the Ashes were in blo… You stopped your whisper Never saying those words again
The day has fallen on the sight of… Aimed true for the resolve it’s me… Cock the hammer engage She is the sniper waiting The Nest
She dances on the moon’s of Jupit… Casting shadows through out the st… Galaxies witnessing the grace He felt his world fall The spinning life of body
Loving faithfully the running ange… A house of the flesh was never He… Drawn lines between those broken t… The Sprinter runs with no loss no… Can this love be the Hive and the…
The battle field is littered with… Alone he stands the victor The shallow graves bare no cross The kill shot had just missed her The war has just begun
My Jodi Anna Softly I walk in my sleep You are always there waiting Another day for living Anything I’d be giving
The Nest in The Black Tree Did the Sprinter make the Watch… Her gears were at God’s Speed The Clock Maker made the vessel t… The Wretch is the Nest
Soiled memories of the broken Push-Pull from the get go, I’m cr… It was you all along Lets not pretend anymore I was the one who missed the mark