For those we loveWhen did those eyes discover me?More Like This
When did that truth that I longed to keep
deep inside come out?
When did you realize that I was hiding?
Perhaps it was always that bond or place
that kept you knowing precisely what I was
running from.. Or perhaps you just feel it as deeply
If I could turn back time I would change only a few
things.. Things that should be changed
Not that you'd agree.. You'd disagree
quite strongly, you always do..
If I could change one thing, it would be...
It would be the things that you know and see
I would give you back a world of black and white
I would take away the scars and the pains that
haunt your psyche
I would burn away and heal the pains that you carry
That you pretend don't burden you..
No, I would do more then that, I would give you
Even though I am not part of them.
I would give you back that innocence that you
crave that you long for..
That feeling that keeps you hoping
For that hope inspires me even when I wish it didn't
I would free you fr
Streaming the thoughts comeJustified in my thoughtsMore Like This
I reach back to a time where
I once believed in and trusted
Those days were so long ago
I often wonder if I could change
If I could rewrite who I am?
The contract in my soul that keeps
me from expressing things and from
fully letting others get to know me..
That anti-trust inside me that builds
whenever I feel things are getting to close
to "real" to understanding
If I could reach for a moment in my psyche
that could break it free and let me walk
past the door without it slamming shut
I'd find a part of me that I forgot existed
but the things I must do prevent this
I have to be something that I wish not to be
We all find places and things that we do not wish for
But sacrifices are made and sometimes we are the sacrifice
So I make them
I guard, shield, protect and forget...
Perhaps someday I will be capable of fully being
The MelodyI could be your melodyMore Like This
help you write a symphony
succumb to the memory
live out the fantasy
like a song inside my head
remembering the dreams
folding into everything
As we rewrite the rules
I could be that melody
won't you write me that symphony
succumb to that memory
dreaming a fantasy
As reality repeats
Scared to approach
but I break all the rules
folding into you
I could be a melody
write for you a symphony
succumb to my memory
find my own fantasy
I'm on a roller coaster
The music pulls me closer
There's nothing left to say
better out of the way
I could sing a melody
backed by that symphony
broken that memory
created my fantasy
I could find that melody
a whole new symphony
let go the memory
I am that fantasy
So many fatesI'm a fire burningMore Like This
in the night
A flame that will consume
every piece of you
till there is nothing left
No raw emotions
just lost controls
Nothing more then sensations
as I pull you close
Eyes entrance you
draw you further in
till I've taken all you can give
As the fires consume you
You'll wonder if I have a soul..
I did once
My heart burned with real fire
But those days are done
the scattered pieces blew in the wind
as I became ash
So here I stand a prisoner of my own disgust
dragging you closer to the abyss
Don't run, it won't hurt too much
Don't cry.. Your tears will freeze
I feel nothing
I am the flame
I feel nothing
I am like ice
Join me in this dance
Take my hands and follow me down
As I try to lead another
to my fate
I see a face
those smoldering eyes
try to call me back
as I turn away
those smoldering eyes
the touch of that skin
dragging me back within
In those hands my heart
The ashes made whole
Why couldn't he just let me go
I try to disappear
but he pulls me
Keep it all awayKeep the heart away.. Break it, shred it, descimate it..More Like This
Easier to tolerate a heart that doesn't work.. Right?
I am bitter inside.. Angry? No.. Just bitter..
Anger left me so long ago
I've almost forgotten what it feels like
White hot wasn't it?
No that can't be right...
Perhaps you could expound on it... No..
Wait.. Did I forget to care?
Hollow the words resonate inside me
That's all they are.. Words.. Actions speak louder
Words that I once believed in... Gone
I burned up and burned out..
I keep the spirit alive.. On a respirator.. Grounded
Longing to find some place to finally give it all up..
Maybe I'm waiting for the gunshot.. The broken bottle.. The knife..
Perhaps I'm just waiting for someone to take a shot?
Break me from the monotony
No.. Yes.. Uncertain.
I can never fully decide.. Sometimes I fear it and others I welcome
I wonder if I will ever understand.
Loneliness.. Fear.. Parts of the puzzle that make me whole.
The Broken Patterns in my headI have broken patterns in my headMore Like This
Fighting between living and wanting to be dead
I win the fight every single day
No matter what, I choose to stay
The burning pain that sears inside
The emotions that I try to hide
I wear a mask to keep it all away
Keep the horded masses at bay
Faking the the smile I hide the pain
Close my eyes and wish for rain
Standing up straight, I am strong
Refusing to cower, fighting against what's wrong
Wish that I could break free
Find a new way to be..
I talk of renewal and change so much
But I've only ever felt the softest touch
The circles I follow, they come back around
The same arguments, the same things I'm bound..
So when I say that I long to be free..
Perhaps what I mean is, I don't want to be me..
I do what I have to, I try to survive
The pain lets me know I'm still alive
So when the bitterness piles into a wave
I drown myself, I no longer wish to be saved...
But someone always comes along
And once again I have to be strong
The rock, I hide so many crac
From God's glory... to here.From God's glorious heaven, where for all eternity He is worshipped by angels...More Like This
where His perfect Will is done in perfection,
where He is glorified forever
where there is no pain,
a little whisper of prayerMore Like This
Just a whisper prayer can still be answered,
to bring Heaven and Earth to it's knees
For it's not the volume that counts, it's the motive.
If our Lord God can hear our thoughts,
how much more He can hear our whispers!
It is still good to cry out to Him,
to shout to the Lord, all the Earth, let us sing!
But God can still hear us,
whatever we bring.
Our thoughts become One,
when we pray to our Heavenly King
for a whisper of prayer is all we need.
hey boy your tight electric...hey boy your tight electric shoulders doMore Like This
not suit you- tailor-suited just to fly
like dust for dust we are and we Will too
watch church films Saturday and you and i
might laugh at inquisitions-
THAT will be
like dust in mouths and copper trophies love
is this too bold although you'll never see
the Kalamazoo of dreams and morning
my boy are you quite well your shoulders tense
forget about the lights of failure dear
dear boy forget for me-