Sheís like a breeze winding through the headstones Bouncing off names of people she used to know And now sheís only 12 steps away From redemption or an early grave But the ghosts inside her frontal lobe Tell her where to step- where to go Just twelve steps through hellís different noises Demons on her shoulder speaking in friendly voices She always comes when they call The poor girl never had a chance at all
Somehow you forgot that Falling stars always leave behind A darkness where they used to shine. And thereís no such thing as a second try When the curtain drops to say goodbye. You chased the spotlight to the other side And stared so long and it left you blind. And no one really missed you at all- Just another star about to fall. How does it feel to be forgotten before you are gone? The last line of a song that no one sings along. How does it feel to blend into a crowd? Waiting for applause but no one is around. Oh how does it...
The audacity of the sun to set on a day like this. Surrendering to streetlights and to the moon's glow. Just a forgotten warm-up act who could have become the Beatles. It gave up too easily. Traded all of its gold for some nostalgia. Gambled that tomorrow would be an even better day.
Thank you for the silence So I could get lost inside my head So I could graffiti over thoughts With the different colors that I have bled Thank you for the kindness That allowed me to feel alone To be touched by the darkness From better angels that I have known And thank you for the pain And for the honesty that it brought The forgiveness that I needed And all the lessons that I forgot You never gave me what I wanted But you always give me what I need † You only saw my better self When my better self I couldnít...
I can hear the stars dance upon the water I can see †the breeze lie †inside her eyes I can feel the touch of †when it all got started And within a blink I come to realize It was only just a dream There was nothing real, only borrowed There were no todays and no tomorrows Nothing left †to keep, nothing left to let go For it was only just a dream For someone else to find She was never mine It was only just a dream
I watch ships roll along the water- they come and go They pass with faceless strangers Where they are headed- I donít know Thereís peace in not knowing, What they have left behind, Or the troubles they are leaving, Just stowaways in their minds. A piece of me sets sail with every passing ship. That follows every star, thatís heard my every wish And when they return from everywhere theyíve been, I can come back tomorrow- to set sail with them again
Even in the light things feel heavy Climbing along ridges of the upside Pulled by the taunts of two horizons Each having a different story to tell With different endings and beginnings But I feel good - not the same good I felt before I saw the second horizon Now, all the upsides carry the load Of downsides that wonít let go Even when I choose the right horizon
The end begins again Between the pause Of musical notes That drop from the air An orchestraís pain Too heavy to hold By the violin strings We held hands to Until we could not You are gone And became a prayer That starts and ends day Wishing eternal rest But in the end Tomorrow begins again
Thereís strange things in everything And we †got caught in the in between † Where prayers pray for the blind to see But no one really knows † Where weíre at and where we need to go Step back into nothingís stare † To feel only the orphanís glare Of a past we lived and just left behind † But then it †never really crossed our minds Our past would finally unwind From winds †from long ago How the hell were we supposed to know Where weíve been is where we need to go
I was born when the tide was in When time was broken And clocks didnít spin I was just a whisper Waiting to make a sound And then you came around Painting in all the trees Gave a song for the birds to sing Brought enough light for me to see We should get lost together But only if itís forever In midnightís bend Where time just ends And we are left to just wonder What if we met when we were younger Letís get lost forever