(2013)
Shake away, little boy It’s the stress trying to escape Even your problems want away from… There’s no innocence to rape Fall to the floor, choking for bre…
The winter leaves are falling To the ground; last of the dead. Spring brings out a new revival To the life on Gaia’s head. And you know, it’s a trip
Every night I find myself in the… The floors below the banister Whisper words of peace to me, That I might escape this crazines… And as many times I resist; I’m n…
What do I want? It’s funny you ask; I never really know, you see. It changes with the day And every which way,
Hello; What all do you like to do? Would you like to come and play? I’ve got an interest set on you; You’ve got a whole lot more to say…
Where’s my time; Where’s my baby? Where has she gone? What power’s taken her from me? It’s a rainy day;
A warming pervasion In the night and your head Sends you slipping through the hal… And leads you back to the bed. Your garden in twilight;
The barrels filled to pockets with… We’ll make oil, and you’ll buy it… Let’s set you up a schedule, Rome… It rose and fell to it’s own pride… Come now, slip it down;
I have walked through fire; I feel it burning proud. I've fallen in water; And sat there while I drowned. I have built of bridge
Familiar scents of a coming storm; The grey and rain pass time away. In our solace do we drown For affectation of our moods. I wait and blink and think
There was a sadness in your voice; It’s strength still echoes to me. You’re a seasoned veteran Of things you never wanted to be. The quiver of your eyes
There’s a bright star in the sky,… Heaven’s passageway, like what the… At least I can sit back and stare… An orange sunset that makes me ref… On the delicate life I’ve led.
Tools to each other’s problems, We’re just supposed to know What to live with and how to solve… Lighten each other’s loads. Goodbye; I’m coming home.
Such thresholds that we dwell betw… laying open the relationship of man and woman; husband, wife, m… And the consequence of love, that… that we simply have too much to gi…
Frozen over, warm-graced again; That feeling of beauty Fragile, fleeting Like the storm That sees me fall upon this mounta…