I know who I amThey say that I'm a coverup,for who I wanna be.but the truth is,I'm just being me,I'm being free,I'm spreading peace.
SkinsBeneath the tatteredtoiled trend,beneath the appearanceof all skins,quakes the coreto the questionof life,what do wetruly sacrifice?Whether it bea friendor a foe,beneath the surfacethere is a low,the low stretchesfrom your heartto the thoughtsin your soul.Beneath the torn,scarred skins,we all carrypainful, lowsins,although,you may notunderstandthe pain,the regret and shame,this is you,the who,the are.these skinsare yourstarnished,torn,split andraw,these skinsare yoursuntil you're deadand gone.
Into The DarkWhen light fades to dark,a hush comes over the world.The grass no longer sways,the world no longer praysThe birds no longer sing,the dreamers no longer dreamand I no longer believe,when light fades into dark.
ClearlyWhen my world crashed down,My heart fell with it,and it became clear.When your arms reached out towards me,my hands returned the favor,and it all became clear.when my lips met yours,I became enchanted,and it all became clear.when your hugs blanketed me,my broken heart was mended,and it all became clear.I love you.
I can'tyou hurt my heart,you disappointed my soul,You broke my trust,I just don't knowif I can love you,anymore.I tried to care,I tried to improve,I tried to be perfect,I just don't knowif I can love you,anymore.
HIGHworld flippedlike a dimetopples over andover againthrough thegalaxy racingthrough the starsand pastthe moon,kind of high.
Remember when I said?in the depthsof my mind,I don't worryabout little things.I will alwaysthink out loud,I will preachlove and peace.to be happyyou must venture,always keep yourhead up high.and when lifefalls down hill,never forget i'mby your side.
Be asBe as aware of the darkas the stars in the sky,Be as strong as a knotas the shoes that you tie,Be as caring as a motherwho nourished you to life,Be as calm as the oceanwith a low summer tide,Be as creative as a childas you go on a life time of rides.
A Pre-DreamYour arms wrapped around mestretching for what seems like miles.You grip the flannel around meI search deep into your soulas I lay a kiss upon your neck.Your hands now rest flaton the small of my back.Chills dance to the tip of my spineas you kiss my lipstime stops for you and I.we hold eachother closewith hearts so weightless and light,I dream of drifting far awayas you whisper these words,"I love you, and good night."
DownfallAnd in this dark harvest of seasonMy life has completely lost reason,For which or against to decide.All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tideIn sadness and in kindnessIn light and in darkness.In a boat made of hopeI shall sail to tomorrow,In a winding hurricaneMade of treachery and sorrow.There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...Piercing, slashing though my head.Starting somewhere in heaven,Ending somewhere in hell.Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.Are the armies within.In my head they are all thrashing.On the heaven's and hell's whim.To be light or to be darkness.A perpetual array.It's not merely my choice,But the choice of the way.It's an option of the voice,It's a thin line of gray.Is it a choice forced by fate,Is it a pre-set time and date?Or a choice to which I myself sway?But here's our story anyway
."Nothing that I do will matter.As all things will merely shatter!"All my hopes thus darkness scatter,As it shoves me a decree.As it si
Is It Love?If I hugged you,would you never let go?If I kissed you,would you cherish that moment?If I reached for your hand,would you take mine gently?If I needed a shoulder,would you let me cry on yours?If I needed to talk,would you really listen?If I needed to scream,would you do it with me?If I needed to go,would you come with me?If I fell for you,would you catch me?or just let me hit the pavement?
CultistOne day, we’ll worship rustand marvel how it claimedthe world of industrious metal,leaving nothing but slowingreddening struts, half-heartedangles reaching outward.We’ll dive into the wreckslooking for half-sparking wondersthat, when properly restored, gleaminto sputtering song or splittingpictures of different worldsand the faces of old Gods.
TapestryThe morning is a tapestry...tripping over last night's grace,I watch you weave your skinand shake out your hair -soft teal and jonquilshadowing your cheekas the curtains part between your hands.Threads tangle as you turn,telling medawn is a gentle lover,and the tumble of birdsplaiting their soft noteslingers on the pillowswhere your smile is my undoing.
I think of youAs suns set afar and mountains flameAnd eagles, turning, turn to fireAsh cold, alone I lieAnd think of you.
Dragon at HeartThere is no place that I can go.There is no road for me to travel.I blaze my path from nothingness.I am a dragon at heart.My future lies ahead of me.My past, so heavy I cannot fly.The friends I have help bear the weight.I am a dragon at heart.Fear does not elude me whenever trouble strikes.Despite my desperation, I stand brave and proud.I am a dragon at heart.
PapercutA cut-out of a jagged heartCuts deep into my finger.Why must doing nice thingsbring me pain that lingers?