Side-Effect of Silence

No conversations
No lax routine or hang out scene
Just you and I
Just us and the tv screen

No apprehension?
That's a lie to begin with
Your eyes are glazed with tension, and I -
I am amazed that I'm still here

Your hands are cold
Did you really think this was old?
I think I could have told you
I could have said that it would be this way

Your looks, your stares
It's just not fair
You read my mind and I can barely care

Your lips are pursed
My heart's a hearse
You keep me turning like a curse

No hesitation?
No sneaky sighs or glad goodbyes
Just you and I
And the side-effect of silence

Breaking and Entering

Don't look in my direction, oh, soul-searching eyes
The demon I can't evade, nor run from inside
The brook, the leaves, the wind blowing seeds
That grow in my heart while I can't breathe
Avoiding attention to grip what you won't mention
Your touch, your blade to the ill-bloomed fate
But all that I ask is for you not to mask
The face that captivates, and I have yet to ask
If the tallest of trees still don't sway in the breeze
Does the speed not move too fast?

Oh, soul-searching eyes, to you I give what is mine
All the life and the love till the end of all time

The crooks and the thieves beneath the falling of leaves
Rain down to the heart and slyly deceive
The whites of your eyes - more so than the snow
Glistening like diamonds under the sheak moonshine
No longer lost, but captured, enraptured
Enclosed in tight arms; the embrace of a loss
Clear in sight, we're counting scars like sheep
I wish I'd put up more of a fight
Because the image reflected doesn't seem quite right

Oh, soul-searching eyes, to you I give what is mine
The life and the love till the very end of time
Here we both stand
Yes, here we both stand
All which I give was once mine

Muck or Coast?

A dirty hole beside a path
Miles west of the east coast
Anyone with a tainted past
Can redeem themselves with a toast
'Cause there's a fight, there's a fight
There's ten reasons to be right
To taste the sun, taste the sun
There's no reasons left to run, yea
A love centrifugal to my heart
She speaks her words like a timid orchestra
Maybe we fell into the hole at the start
But didn't know until the light was cast on us
'Cause there's a hole, there's a hole
There's a million silent holes
Sitting ducks, we're sitting ducks
We're fighting trapped in the muck
'Cause there's a chance, there's a chance
That it's a trip-wire romance
A wet blanket beside a path
Miles east of the west coast
Symmetrical story to the past
But the memories have killed their host
'Cause there's a soul, there's a soul
Who's trying to let me know
That there's a place, there's a place
Where I won't have to hide my face
And there's a sea, there's a sea
With treasures just out of reach - they are
Hiding beyond these holes from me
By the coast

Her Hidden Claws

I knew my thoughts had become scattered,
When each line I spoke was entirely different.
Like strata in the earth,
The stages of our ships grew and changed.
An apprehensive glare now gleams gently,
Upon my face,
And I wonder if I had ever stood a chance.
I was a toy mouse and you were the graceful feline,
Slinking away and pawing at me.
Soon I felt porous and discarded,
My clothlike skin torn to tatters,
And my catnip scent couldn't lure you in anymore.
Better toys come along,
But couldn't I be your Raggedy Ann?
Have I been replaced with more astonishing,
More compelling,
More plastic and porcelain,
Improvements?
I sit unmoved and unremoved about my window,
And I look out to see the sun.
Surely if I am blind I will not see,
Those sharp glances and fond, flirtatious gestures,
Towards any other toy with a face.
But I am criminally wrong.
My senses are aware of all I cannot see.
Those touches and dances are all that I can breathe.
My lungs are filled with bittersweet laughter,
And I can't seem to exhale.
I try to cough you up,
I try to spit you out,
But more and more like a poison,
You suffocate me.
My skin is growing tighter and the walls are closing in,
And all I can do is,
Sit and grin.