There are emeralds in the moon glow. And storms raging through my mind. Just a whisper in the shadows. And I fell into the night. . Won't you let me out?.
I was out there missing steps, when you swung around to me. Best to land, not to crash, pulling out too late. Call on everyone you ever knew, and plead.
At a fork in the road Given one more chance. On the cusp of love and circumstance. When you're standing still. Does it make sense. To stay here and wait for someone else.
You stopped. Dead in your tracks. A ghost from the past. Had come back to play. To fuck up your day. . But. you spot an exit. A door standing red lit.
I do most everything wrong. Even on the day you were born. My husband's been lying and cheating. And I turn my cheek and reason. I change my tune everyday.
You burn me. With only heavens voice. You scatter my ashes. To the wind. Embers. For. A moment I swear. You scared me. Just to scare me. The water. Will rise above you.
I found a way to let you know. I can never let you go. But by the time you heard my words you'd left. I found a way to say to you. The world to me you mean you do.
Say your prayers little one. Don't forget, my son. To include everyone. Tuck you in, warm within. Keep you free from sin. 'Til the Sandman comes. . Sleep with one eye open.
Just so you know, every single day I think of you. And if you don't, I don't wanna know about it too. Is it too late to think it isn't over. And if you go, to the region of the endless fire know that.
Brother do you believe in an afterlife?. Our souls will both collide. Some great Elysium. Way up in the sky. . Free from our shackles, our chains, our mouths, our brains.
Imagine you could tear the world apart,. Lay it all out like a weather chart.. Take your time 'cause you're up against space,. Sweep up the tears running down your face..
Every age has its turn. Every branch of the tree has to learn. Learn to grow, find its way,. Make the best of this short-lived stay. . Take this seed, take this spade.
Skipping like a stone,. Across the bluest pools of what I know.. Don't know where to go.. Each one leaves a mark,. Circles through the dark and sinks into.
My room has a big white bed. Pictures on the mirrors. Books that last a year. Everything but sleep. Don't you know?. . Nothing won't fit under there. The Dowmaker's ghost.
Congratulate my friends. on the birth of a healthy son. take him quietly and hold him in my arms. It will seem so violent. crying on each others' shoulders.
Dear Diary. . Mood: Apathetic. . My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert.
I suspected for some time that you had other lovers. But I didn't know that those men in your room. Weren't really your brothers. And I was working in the ice-rink spring and summer that year.