I need a cliff I need a precipice Somewhere high Between the stars and the sea So when I'm looking down My problems are far away Small and easily forgotten In the sea of colors, they fade Do I jump Would I fly It's worth the risk At the bottom, I'd end up alive
Canvas on Paper
Spending all my days Trying to get out of my head It's awful cluttered up here And I'd rather burn it all To start over again in the empty hall No one ever asks So why should I tell Nothing that remains Was here when I was discovered Now these breaths and screams are... Continue Reading →
Ghost of Elysium Past
I've got a half-broken heart She didn't say no But she didn't let it play where it lay I so desperately want that night back again Arrhythmia and flat-line Laughing for hours In a dark room beneath these stars of ours In a town time almost forgave and forgot Ghost of Elysium past The... Continue Reading →
Fingers in the Jar
Put my fingers in the jar In a way, so surreptitious, at large No one knows it yet but I already looked at the cards and in the end, I'll just pretend that I don't know who the Man is in charge but here's my secret - I ain't seen yet but there's not an... Continue Reading →
Imagination isn’t a number.
On the portico in the rain Here, each drop feels the same And I'm the one to blame Count them: one, two, three, four, blame I get so stuck on the shelf But you can't read a placid blue I can't decide what to choose Count the other books, too This... Continue Reading →
Catch Me If You Can
I have this saying: "The older I get, the younger I realize I am." I want the fairytales and I want green eggs and ham I want to sing "Mary Had a Little Lamb" And sometimes, for a snack, I get out my milk and grahams But sometimes, the world looks down on me And I... Continue Reading →
Let Me Love You
Where do we find peace? The peace that binds you to me And we to the way we can be Where do we find like-minds? I've seen the sands of time I've seen every mountain climbed They are all there We. Are. So why all the split hair? Why the lack of care?... Continue Reading →
Ordinary
Sometimes I feel a bit precautious not a bit precocious a bit expialidocious a little Sherlock Holmes-ish but I can't let anyone know this because I look around and suddenly notice my life is ordinary. And I have dreams to fly things to do before I die things I don't want to fade... Continue Reading →
Build Castles in Whispers
Teach me how to breathe What it means to blink Will I learn to see Does everyone always think? I'm not even sure anymore And I know I shouldn't care because that's what they say I'm not sure what skin is, or where And I know I shouldn't have time for today The tips of... Continue Reading →
