I sat today midst the happy smiles of a children’s song, and for just… I was happy too, for what else sho… from a happy day and a happy song. But, it came again just like every…
Into the dark corners of desire, long left standing upon the un-swept floor of secret yearn… have I strived to press your memor… Which over time of endless days
My heart aches with no reason why. Though things are fine, these tear… Those I know don’t understand and half the time I’m just like th… I’ve searched and sought.
What do the heavens think of me? When God looks down what does he… What things run through his mind a… Beholding one who once was there, now forging through this world of…
A road begun, so distant. A masterpiece, insistent. Divided rolls at parting, provided each a farthing with usury demanding.
You can buy land and home across this world made of stone, gathering more into barns than the… You can travel and see every sight there may be
Oh, why so many dreams bestowed in young and tender years, fall into drifting dust decay then sadly disappear. Are dreams to blame for broken hea…
Always searching for the next good… and what the world can bring. Always looking for the next big de… and what it’s offering. Never thinking very far ahead
Once in a while I hear words that… Most times I let ‘em go by, but s… Seconds turn into hours, so I liv… Dive deep into words, words as dee… Things I’ve wanted to say since t…
It was a beautiful story, I wish it was my own. It makes me think of you, so every now and then I turn it on.
What in the world are we doing? Who are we trying to beat? It seems like we live our lives ru… as if we are losing our seats. We never stop building up towers.
Inside I cry behind steel eyes. Against the wind I feel that I am all alone,
The petal of a rose once fell then drifted slowly through the tr… Upon the wind it tumbled long until it drifted up to me. At first, I saw no value there
There’s a purpose in the way that… There’s a reason why things will b… But we tend to only figure it out.… when we come to the end of the lin…
Have you perhaps, held on too long to the place you call home? Have you let too much time slip by… avoiding the unknown? It’s hard not to be scared of chan…
