What’s of the eyes if not to see - a darkness on the land, perpetuated by a world that will not understand. What’s of the ears if not to hear…
Don’t thru to pour me into a mold. I’m not made out of plaster... I’m made out of stone.
Once crashed the waves in tempest’… and blew the wind as sails were to… Once drove the rain against frozen… as darkness took the vessel in. Once void of any hope at all,
A song, a rhyme... just to spend a… I always wonder what you want from… Perhaps an act to show I care, a word, a touch, a longing stare. Oh, what I’d give to know what it…
It seems evil flourishes time afte… Men follow cycles of hate, greed a… mixed in with apathy, jealously, f… I’ve wondered the cause but it’s r… For the war rages on betwixt Sata…
Alone I sit upon this throne, alo… The meat I have, the clothes I we… none in the land has such as I, no… Yet not a single one of them can c… I do recall oh yes, the time when…
I wish I could teach the world on… then pray that they grasp it and s… Because it would change every outc… dispel all the darkness and set th… ‘Twould make everything we do unde…
He did it because no one else coul… Hands raised in praise, yet so few… I guess it’s enough just to know t… but there’s more I wanted to under… I sought for an answer, unwritten…
Bah ratcha tas contavalaz you rase-neflapher’d wagicaud! Condaver haufin polysnip! I’ll tell you just where you can s… your pi-calogin traginine!
Most people have a lot, most have a list of gidgets and gadgets and trinkets to buy. It’s just human nature
Now, at the end, looking back... what else have I to do but reflect… in a sleepless round of ever mounting despair. Despair born and thereafter bred
The further I go the worse I get at what I do and what I let destroy my peace
As lightening shone and thunder bl… I danced the dance that dancers do… They danced it back and asked if… would mind them dancing through th… I thought no harm could come of th…
Blind keepers, mind readers, throw them in the pod. Make them think they have a way to see through all the fog.
There’s a magic to the moment when you’re alone at night and a song d… playing soft and sweet in the still of the midnight air. Then whatever the day dealt fades…