Sometimes one photograph. Can make the whole world fade. You'll never be the same. You'll never be the same. . While silent words were read. The miles still divide.
Her, with her loving eyes. Her, with her open arms. A shelter in the night. As we drift into sleep. A soothing voice singing. River wide ocean deep. .
It's raining outside but that's not unusual. But the way that I'm feeling is becoming usual. I guess you could say. The clouds are moving away. Away from your days.
Look to sunrise man tell me what you see. The eagle has flown underground abandoned you abandoned me. Fifty two burning stars are burning up the sky. Blazing torch falls to the ocean bottom where black predictions lie.
From sleeping visions. Daily were torn. In waking hours. Hopes our forlorn.. Is all we do and all we dream. Doomed to drown in a hopeless stream?. . Wishing life were made of lasting visions.
Looking out on a familiar scene. There's no agreement in what we see. Your perception lacks clarify. And my perspective is blinding me. . Side by side.
I will give the secrets you request. And you will be the one to sacrifice. So lay your love arms across my breast. And sing the poems, free the butterflies.
I'm lying broken under jagged pieces. Of burned out bridges. Suffocating I can't breathe. No direction. I'm scattered in the breeze. Living on memories.
So you learn real hard, babe in the woods. Fight for your keep cause. Deep in the dark wolves rip at your. Heart as you lie asleep.. Endangered specie of the megahertz.
Just another face in the crowd. Wandering towards obscurity.. Driven by the dull desires. Of a worn out routine.. . Stagnant in the suffocating silence.
Staring, silent, naked and cold. Outside looking in. Peeling away this fragile shell. To face the fear within. . And the man in the mirror looks on. As the cuts begin.
Walking through a wasteland of words and memories. Looking for the person I used to be. Thoughts I don't recognize make me realize that. Times have changed and so have I.
Under the spotlight. I feel our world becoming one. Around me I feel. Everything we are everything we see. I'll take a part of you. You take a part of me.
Young warrior to the drunken galley slave,. Running with the wind running wayward knave.. I'm a vagabond with a maelstrom mind. My blood has left me behind..
I remember the endless longing. That called inside of me,. From fountains of expression,. Trying to break free.. Nothing left to say. When the walls give way..
There's a blind desire there's a drive. There's a need to leave some lasting feat. Something to hold, something to keep. A monument to complete. . There's a written page there's a book.
April thirtieth, the souls of the risen. are leading the way. The first of May.. Black magic night, witches holiday,. their torches glow.. Eternal evil, it summons.
Under brooding skys and watchful eyes. On convulsive seas of false urgency. We walk empty corridors in vain.
See the dark road that's ahead. Lit by memories you knew. Now the ghosts begin to follow. Let it all come back to you. . Chase that moment. Like stars our eyes have seen.