Try on for trying. Cry on for crying. Die on for dying. Fear not to fear. Hunger’s deep burning.
Have you ever come to the end of t… and can run the clock back play by… and can add it up that supposedly it was the day it was suppose to b… but somehow it seems that no time…
Standing here tonight. I’m tied to this, emotionless, looking at the sky. A million diamonds shine,
I woke up this morning to the drip… then lie there just thinking how p… Wrapped in the moment, reflecting… how totally different my life is b… I long ago finally came to myself,
Seconds tick as years go by, both the same to me. Time and space be mere illusions..… nothing’s as it seems. Like the wind, we’re drifting on
Balancing midst them both, two liv… Split down the middle and torn at… Tiptoe the balance beam, pleasing… who know only one side of things. Confliction, a way of life down to…
Blind keepers, mind readers, throw them in the pod. Make them think they have a way to see through all the fog.
I tried today and failed again. I’ve tried so long I don’t know w… it ever went the way of which I pl… I’ve given up on wondering why. I’ve learned it doesn’t help to cr…
The words have fallen silent now a… The pills have taken over and I d… My bags have all been packed for m… Not car nor driver fits this mysti… The hallway doors each filled with…
It doesn’t matter how the sun sets… nor how the clear streams flow. There is no joy in waves of grain or brilliant fields of snow. This world in all its glory
Living every day, wondering why I… never really knowing why I’m here. Singing every song, always going w… feeling like I always live in fear… Hating what I see, wanting more t…
You wished upon a star and got left out in the rain. You gave it all your heart and it just got broke again. Oh... It just got broke again.
Sometimes love is easy, so natural… but often it isn’t that clear. Like fog in the morning makes trav… not knowing which way you should s… For what comes the day you must ma…
Holding all I hold that’s mine. A modern king. The gifts of time. Allot no grip nor means to hold. Today in grasp yet drifting old. Begotten days become as sand.
Sandstorm churning in my mind toni… driven by the wind of change. And I know... it’s not that easy. Drove a million miles and it is al… spinning through the circles of my…