(2013)
Somewhere between my stumbling fee… And my dusty compass Somewhere between the sunbaked cro… And my shriveled map Somewhere between my faith and my…
Facing different battles Dodging different arrows Yet the world couldn’t shield us From the aimed daggers of truth Victims of poisoned rose petals
every gaze into the night sky yiel… each glint a reflection of your dr… for every night and day you were b… so let those dreams continue to ta… as the universe reveals a spectrum…
find yourself in the chaos and soar... don’t let the madness around you cripple you
Is this how Patricia felt Standing on the sidelines Watching her man Love another woman? Watching what once was
If there is a chance Even the slightest of chances Even though as small as dust parti… Twirling in the light If I could wrap my fingers around…
Temperamental hearts colliding in… Split open like rift valleys on A… Bone marrow cut clean from rotten… Unable to feel fear or pain Leaving reason rested in pieces
Different kind of heartbreaks, sam… For death knows not its murderer a… It’s all the same in the end The sunken eyes and the drooping s… Like drying tear drops
Why does your heartbeat sound like… In dark empty alleys every time I… I’m here listening as you breathe And I try to keep my breathing in… It feels like oxygen masks on high…
i will crawl into you soul, plunge into you like a force of na… i will haunt your daydreams like d… i will coil in your bones and fall… i will dance in the blueness of yo…
Shortly after sunset When lovers the moon gaze, darknes… A celestial rose held in an eclips… Draped in blood as its orbit linge… Witches shriek, farmers wail and o…
Are those tears I see in your eye… Are those band aids I see plaster… You hold back tears because he wou… Would never hear you when you scre… He shows no signs of perfection ev…
Confused snowflakes hitting the gr… Lonely white skeletons locked out… Freezing out in the cold Deserted on polluted highways Wrapped in insane degrees
I chain my thoughts like fire brea… but it does not stop me from thinking about you I cut my wrists and watch as blood… like waves on tired shores,
If I promise to be your easel Baby would you paint the world? Would you leave traces like footpr… Of all the things we swore never t… So that we can always find our way…