Sands of Time

She spoke words like remedies
Dust in the wind
And pointed out to me
Love is not a round-trip ticket
Of love comes a dancing glory
Hung up on details
Swirling the possibilities
A macabre of self-impression
She dreamt of spaces between lines
Her eloquence so graceful as poetry
Spoken from a rhythmbox of finesse
Both of us hidden in the fallen leaves
Brought together in a parallel universe
Eyes shaped like stars
Her intentions were clear
As in perfectly refined symmetry
A simple task and fate shared with me
Like a shattered, cancerous note
It rang out screaming in the air
My god I've been hit like a drum
To the barrel of a gun
Innocence proclaimed and sketched into darkness
On a cold horizon stands the sands of time
Trickeling into your hands
As you placed them in mine
Whispering once again into my ears
"My love, beauty is shattered tranquility"
We both broke down and cried
Staring down at us was a river filled with blood
My hopes and passions fleeing like moths
Unfolding before me in a desperate way
Carving into the dust
A hopeless cynic left for death
Cities built with the bones of our children
When I wish upon the stars in her eyes
I gaze into the unknown
Hiding all alone, in her arms
Basking in the embers of satire
We reach our destiny in remorse
Turn and face regrets, reborn and alive
Very much so alive, you see
The sands of time have come back for us
Like cinders flailing in black holes
Dismiss the patterns for coincidence
Breathing in the ashes of the weak

What Will You Do?

Watching the world turn its back on you
Just what will you do?
Turn into something new

While reality is crumbling
The new past is faltering fast
Just what will you do?
The dust is waiting for you

Do I trust or should I withhold?
A web of fog distorts my words told
A fading vision of your outline
Disguised by all of my lies

Just what will you do?
When I stand here staring right back at you
I wish this pain would subside
So I could find the truth that's inside

Quickly wield a cheap facade
Cleverly leading the masquerade
To shield yourself from the thoughts
And the debts you will one day pay

Just what will you do?
When the battle is gone and through
And a knife left in your back
It's hard to hide from what you lack

With your whole life redefined
I truly am the next in line
Just what will you do?
I've turned myself into someone new

Pretenders

You say that I am just a flick of the wrist
By an impressionist artist
I laugh it all out now

Cathartic, my dreams were lucid every night
Until you walked into my life
Let's hear you cry it all out now

I say hello, you shoot a smile on back
I'm covered in your angel arms tonight
And hello to the lovers traced in flames
They were just pretenders compared to us
They were just pretending

You say that I am your iron core
Once melted you crawl back for more
I can't stand it at all now

Magnetic, both negative and push away
Metaphors for you and me
Let's hear you scream it all out now

I say hello, you shoot a smile right back
I'm covered in your angel arms tonight
Hello to the lovers traced in flames
They were just pretenders compared to us
They were all pretending

Never met a light much like you
Never met a love much like you

You say that I am wrapped in stretch plastic
So clear with bones of elastic
I take it all in now

Colliding, our bodies crash together
If your eyes weren't so weathered
I'd take you with me now

I say hello, you shoot your smile on back
Covered in your angel arms tonight
Hello to the lovers traced in flames
They were just pretenders compared to us
They were all pretenders

Foreign and New

I can't resist the thought of being untouched
Like a child in a world where everything's too much
Foreign and new, especially you
I'm asking a lot but I can't get enough
And I can't pretend to be what I'm not
Staying inside 'cause the heat is too hot
But no sweat, I'm far from done yet
You ain't seen the last and it's not coming fast
So just wait, patiently wait
There comes a time when the best arrives late
I'll ask again, is this really what you want?
Running in circles looking for the start
I'm at the end if you ever figure it out
My thoughts are simple, my speech is comprehensive
I tell you how I feel, your response is apprehensive
To be the very first to chart new land
Intentions are clean, how come I barely stand?
But I will rise, I will rise again
I can't resist the thought of being untouched
Introduced to a world and everything's too much
Foreign and new, especially you
I'm asking a lot but I can't get enough
One look at the future and I know what to do
I'll trade it in for something with more style, more class
More class leads to living life a long while
But now I've had enough, the new is just too tough
I'll take what I've got and be what I'm not
'Cause the truth comes in waves
I'll say, "Thanks a lot"
The problems just get bigger when you count the days
But I know you hate the game more than the player
If I ask for love I just may get a prayer
I can't resist the thought of being untouched
Lost in a world where everything's too much
Foreign and new, especially you
I'm asking a lot but I can't get enough
I'm asking a lot 'cause I don't have enough
I'm asking a lot but I can't get enough

Broken Jaw

I'll call you back once I stab you there
Like tongues of flame to the open air
Shouts, of a great army
Fighting against the grip of yesterday
Mighty, maddening, swaying sunsets playing across your face
Down on your knees to pray but you hate the taste
Free to forget about September yet you remember
All about the struggle, modern mental tug of war
I'm up on the score against the mindless dissonance of an
Ill-matured orchestra, take my hand, let's dance
Under a star scattered, paint splattered moonlit chance
Static medication has never been more endearing
It's painfully strange to stand alone in the rain
Watching night fall, and all your life's stalled
Breathlessly admiring the brilliance of the perfect crime
Thinking 'it's time', never been more right

Crash

You don't belong in my arms
Found myself on the wrong side of life
Deserving more than being ashamed
Deserving more than being afraid

I'm still writing songs about you
Raking my mind for memories
Struggle to release hope
For there's nothing I can keep hiding from you
I still ruin every moment
If you were right there I would hold you
Close to my heart
They say I have a big heart
Just more places for you to hide in

Hands in the sky, I let go
I gave up a while back
Just thought you should know
Just 'cause it burns it don't always mean fire
I still run from every moment
If you were right there I'd push you away
Far from my heart
They say I've got a big heart
Just more places for you to hide in

Because it's just nothing
Ignore the crashing sounds of glass
Ignore the crash
'Cause you can still see right through me
Each day you awake
You're afraid you might live
Turn off your mind
Feel with your heart instead
Crash, crash, crash
Because it's just nothing
You could give, give, give
But I'll give up nothing
Crash, crash, crash
I will take, take, take
Everything until you are gone
I'll keep moving on
Because it's just nothing
Because it's just nothing...

The War Will Come

Don't respond right away
I need time to compose myself
Spending and wasting life
Under stars that could care less

Breaking bridges and burning towns
Pillaging homes of the homeless ones
To disregard all the strife and pain
Is tragedy - it's tragic and in vain

The war will come to you
The dead will come
The war will come to you
In time, my son

Hours pass as days fade
Bursting fruits boom in the sky
Leaders leave questions open
For us to ignore and belittle

Swiping with lead reapers all the young
Holding music in burning palms
To wish upon God and call his name aloud
Is tragedy - it's tragic and in vain

In vain I say
You need no one else to complete you
Realize the fire inside

Peaceful sleepers won't wake
They pray in sleep and stay that way
Problematic poster child
Take your medicine today

Stealing organs, harvesting souls
Revealing secrets where no one knows
I know the path and so do you, but
It's tragedy - it's tragic and in vain

The war will come to you
The dead will come
The war will come to you
In time, my son

The Magpie

Ten minutes suspended in outer space,
Could not compare with what comes next.
One word that alters even gravity,
Will either infatuate or vex.
The magpie enters the breathing world,
Without a selfish bang or boom.
Yet gentle tears still trickle down,
To celebrate a spring in bloom.
Will the bird's song be heard by all,
And unite the Earth with grace?
Or will the tune be lost to us,
Neither welcomed nor embraced?
A stolen future pursued by regret;
Covered in plastic, pangs, and guilt.
But a silent love persists throughout,
Restoring joy - a reason rebuilt.
On blue wings does a life approve,
With virtue in flaming eyes.
The sensitive heart and kinetic soul,
Revive their purpose with surprise.

Passing of a Dam

Passing impatiently through the rolling hills that,
With grazing keepers, endlessly float in green.
Bubbles in the sky and bullets that shower.
A coiled snake that lurks in thunder and
Lightning, its bite as a fallen tree.
Stripped of power – is this Earth intact?
Above the ditches, I gazed over canopies,
Covered in dreams and sly nightmares,
Red lights between brown trunks,
So I wonder.
In a boggy slumber I sleep as a secret.
With no promise of safety the vessel plunges forward
And I, as the passenger, long for land.

Her Love Like a Pistol

Her love like a pistol;
Her heart like a tense catapult,
That lunges and leaps like a track star,
Enfolding within its blood-working,
An inky finger.
Why I had not seen the pistol prepping,
For the intimate intercourse with my dreams,
Was lost on me like a pebble spinning in the dark ocean.
Darker than all of the skies on primitive earth.
And with its definitive blame,
It struck down upon me in a rain of paper weights.
A long, narrow plug with a ball point made of plums.
To spill and fill each vein with liquid metal,
That only hardens in the harsh winters...
I wait, still and frozen, until her sun soaked touch revives.