(For Ukraine)
She laughs in flowers and when I am weary, I think of t… And the sun comes back There is a depth in her raven eyes that makes the ocean seem shallow
Like mango Spilling into the sky And the gasp that follows, our sur… And under the brown skin of this t… Currents whisper deeper than we ev…
In the beginning There is only breath In the end, there is only breath In between, world exists, and is g… All that is transitory, all that i…
They say every sunrise comes again and the mandarin blossoms of the A… But in the marsian haze of this sa… all I seem to see are the red shad… and the echoes of a laugh made dis…
In the turn of the storm As the birds race by The dark clouds of confusion seem… And even the silver knife of the s… We squint through the stinging sle…
To the lies that tore down my life Thank you, for you have crucified… And the pain that hangs me here, i… I never knew I had And the death of all I was, it wa…
I release you There is no need for pain or guilt There is only the Tao, rightful f… We are still share the same waters… And I am glad
When your World is Ending, go cra… it’s going to happen, because no m… and not writhe and scream and do t… But then, after the rush of agony,… Give it your cheek, for this is yo…
On a golden someday When new gods walk upon the sand o… I will know a peace beyond laughte… And haloed in the halls of Atlant… I will see you again
So close Came I In the neon pain of newer days So close as I stood, cliffs edge Turning a ravens eye on potential…
In the whale grey morn the sky silvers, kissed by rain And everything IS
GO AHEAD, LIFE HIT ME I BLEED BEAUTY
Surprising, but yet not at all That we orbit in again, after unkn… Yes, it’s YOU again! And we know through the familiar s… Or the same pure force that stands…
Leopard in a snow white dress, you… Soft as a lotus petal and strong a… The way the sand moves, and the mo… These are your fellow dancers And many are the feathers that sha…
To each his albatross Or so it seems That fickle in our fast pursuits We run from babe to grave, our boo… Are thin as gruel