Heaven. Are you really waiting outside the door. Never thought I'd hear the words before the road. Sever. . It's the simple things that are so hard to grasp.
Chain. I feel the words falling a rhythm. I see the wind bearing it's decision to never give in. I'm amazed. . I hear the words from some kind of silence.
Carry you in my breath. I'm going nowhere. Waiting for the future to begin. . Every single step is just another reason. To forget who I've become. Carry you with all my regret.
Prince. Miscellaneous. Witness 4 The Prosecution. I am a witness 4 the prosecution of a hate in this love affair. I who am guilty of nothing but always wantin' 2 be there.
The future holds a mystery. We talk but don't know. We hope but can't tell. We share but not all. . The mystery holds fast. The future, scary. It eludes us though we try.
Warning, danger. There's. something happened.. We're in danger. There's. something that's gone wrong.. . Hang on!. . We wait too long.. . They're in danger. There's.
Once again you stand alone,. This was exactly like so many many times before.. And all you figured out is that everything's the same,. But this time you cannot take it anymore..
this is so awesome. I can hardly believe it's true. I finally found something. and guess what. this song's not for you. . on the bottom of this bottle.
This is my key. And I have seen. This is my cup. An eye on the land. . This is my house. By the river. And a lonesome pine. Sighs resign. . This is my land.
Silence to regain composure or rather music to soothe. Maybe a little magic could help things, could turn around. Freeze this mood for now, hold tight till it thaws.
the first cuss. it bust the rust right off the padlocks!. sprung the cells as well. wrung the bells on the alarm clocks. . raymond's paintings stating faking is the shits.
me. the night. my compadre Raymond. we were jumping fences. jumping for freedom. Ray says, "Hey Watt. stop here a second.". I said, "Hear her. out in New Haven?".
With the message comes pain. With the dreams come sadness. With the emptiness comes reality. Staring me in the eye. . With the contact comes questions.
How many words are there to say?. But I still can't find a way. To tell You how You've captured me. And turned it all around. . I want to write it down.
A political contribution. Like the weeds in a garden. Eyesore for the future. Can you take my pardon?. . Savage or a saint?. Automation has trances. In my working state.
The waves are crashing down on me. But I know this cannot be the end be the end. Right now I feel like copping out. Will You hold me up If I just say that I will stay?.
Fiction and reality collide. Faceless and so busted up inside. You've been searching you've been crying out. Will you be destroyed by all your doubt?.
Is this the whole picture. Or is it just the start?. Is this the way you love me?. Youre capturing my heart. . I used to try and walk alone. But Ive begun to grow.
I've got this passion. It's something I can't describe. It's so electric. It's like I've just come alive. . I feel this freedom. Now that my past is erased.
God protect me from myself. I search for life finding death. God heal me. My broken heart it longs for You. . I'm waiting, I'm waiting. To hear You call my name.