Search For Song |
Search For SongWhat has come to be ISand is unable to be anything othernor may one choose the chime of their heart's jewelry boxresting amid the pounding of coal to ashbeating furiously upon itselfa r... Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 05:40:00 GMT |
Pleasure Delayer |
Pleasure DelayerMaking a living as a pleasure delayerGo out, gather some sunshineSave it for laterPut it in your pocket and leave it awhileBecause you believe in a truth, not a trialWhat goes around m... Posted by on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 16:16:00 GMT |
I'm Not Alone |
I'm Not Alone
No more secrets tonight, love
I've got a feeling I'm not enough
And it would be so much more simple
To leave it alone
But I'm not alone in my life
...No son of strife
I'd never reach for... Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 04:23:00 GMT |
Forget Black and White |
Forget Black and Whitepaint the portarait of a selfrunning, hiding, not forgottenno black and whitecolour outside the lines that cannot be walkedintensions of realism turn more abstractno black and wh... Posted by on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 07:43:00 GMT |
Running In Place |
Running In Place
It's ok to run away Running wild and free So run as fast as you can... Run away from me. Trying to break the pattern And tear yourself free From the sphere of mingling circuits And et... Posted by on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 01:21:00 GMT |
Between Breaths |
Between Breaths
The thinnest line
To walk in the present
Not in place
Evading facts and permanence
Those come to pass and future
Faith in or out
Is decision
Something to believe
So make your selection... Posted by on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 04:27:00 GMT |
Searching For Endings. They Burn. |
SEARCHING FOR ENDINGS. THEY BURN.
Facing rigid red
The intersection where florescent figurines
Walk frozen before the great ravine
Gaurded in green that breathes
In. Taking our curiousity&nb... Posted by on Tue, 29 Aug 2006 00:41:00 GMT |
Tick-Talking |
Tick-Talking
Time is not a potted plant
Not growing or changing
It is and it is not
The backbeat of our logic
Dependant on our wants
An inescapable prison
We build around ourselves
Our hearts had been... Posted by on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 01:59:00 GMT |
Fate's Feet |
Fate's Feet
Regret is born within the frame
Of self-depriving mirrors
Diplaying: full spectrum pretranscribed hopes
Counted on for constant contact
Forced reminders that point behind for prophe... Posted by on Fri, 23 Jun 2006 00:01:00 GMT |
Setting Sun And The Risen |
Setting Sun And The Risen
The sun sets
And I will rise...
Within the infant day
A day that cries when flowers die
Stowed away beneath scars
Skin sheds
I will...
Rise and be moved
Beauty that st... Posted by on Sat, 20 May 2006 14:45:00 GMT |