Through An Eye Darkly

She closed the door
She seems a million miles away
Just standing there
She's only nine years old
But her eyes read seventeen
I guess she's seen too much
I guess she's lost herself
Today

I met her in a Mirror
Seemed so curious to see
Standing there
Just looking back at me

I met her in a Mirror...

I saw him bow his head
In anger or from grief
On his knees
He speaks with candle flame
As blood runs down his cheek
I guess he should've known
I guess he lost himself
Today

I met him in a Mirror
Seemed so curious to see
Kneeling there
Just looking back at me

I met him in a Mirror...

All now
Where you go,
Mary dear?
Gone to find my soul
Oh no
Where you go,
Mary dear?
Gone to wear my home

I dropped my eyes low
Felt the thunder fill the walls
As I stood there
I tried to wish away
The worst of my bad dreams
I guess I think too much
I guess I lost myself
Today

They saw me in a Mirror
So curious to see
Looking back at me

I saw me in a Mirror...

More Than You've Known

I don't write
But I write for you
This cozy little dismal narative
Colidescope of burnt out truths
I don't write
But I'll see you soon

I don't sing
Like I did before
For the choir's unattentively
Wrapped in old Metaphors
I don't sing
But I'll sing once more

Locked inside her hours
Painted faces like clocks
Standing there shaken
Cast upon the rocks
Silenced by visions
What cannot be, is set
The only reality I'm facing
Hasn't even happened yet

All that's left

If, all else fails
We still have the
Last moments
Gleamed from a corrupted youth
Like silver drips on a spiders web
All that's left
Is not left up to us

When, things ran dry
The peace was held
For awhile
Inside the hope you had
For another chance tomorrow
But all that's left
Is now gone

Leaving again
Come back with me
And we'll be
One more time, we
Will stand as one
In time

So simple a thing
Playing all fall
Down we go
Till we rip apart at
What seemingly kept us close
And all that's left
Isn't right

Know this...

In the minds
And on the tongues
A thousand lines
And verses hung
Of simple words
And those made wrong
Of bitter silence
Growing long

Trippin'
Trippin' day to day
Run along,
Run along and play
Yeah, go and play
Sometimes it's the things you don't say

Construction of a Flower

Lines and passage
Through the night lights burning brightly
Stars and figures
Along the summit's edge

Kept and holding
Stark reminder of thoughts worth binding
If for only
A moments peace

Running
Trace the coridoor
Fingertips along a cool walls edge
Falling
Trace the figures
Kneeling in a trance

Slender shoulders
Graceful movements in earthern casing
Folded petals
Dripping fresh rain down

Hiding under
The vestments of parchment housing
Stilled beneath
The quiet ground

Seeds and struggle
Faith that grows in the ground up rubble
Eyes turned upwards
Faith turned in...

Yes

And yet I love you
And yet it seems I have no choice
The controls
Are switch heavy
And I've been wrestling against currents
That want to direct me true
Come again
I want to go with you

I left you
And you let me leave
The choices
Are all empty
Longing only for the could've beens
With nothing left to prove
Come again
I want to go with you

My dearest feeling
Fresh with truth
Come again
I want to go with you

How it is

I find it hard at times to understand...

How the music fades into the sunset
How the clouds burst in unrest
How the laughter lingers still

How the ground gives up
To the harvester a full cup
How just going through the motions
Can be more than overkill

Most of all I find it hard to understand
How it truly is that the music writes the band

And in the silence wonder still...

How the movement foreshadows
The Chaos that follows
How the air we breathe
Turns to liquid in the lungs

How the skyscrapers manage
To paint a lovely garden
How the smallest thing
Can make an old man feel young

But most of all I find it difficult to understand
How it happens that the music writes the man

Ice

When the last vestiges of bitterness betrays
The feelings you can't repent
In the stillness of your heart you feel
The coolness in the rent
Destroyed and never full again
Broken and fallen apart
You used up all your second chances
And finished your restarts

Track 4

Something soft to lay on
Something sweet to drink
All the lights turned down
And I listen for you
In the scratches of old tracks

I lay back
Eyes closed tight
The fire mellowing down
And Hear you call
From the scratches of old tracks

Falling deeply
Into the old familiar
Dreaming of falling down
Joining you there
In the scratches of old tracks

The Undoing

Well, I tried
And no one can say that I didn't
I tripped the day
And set off the night
Now the fires
Burning backwards
Are a worry
And the headaches I have
Don't leave without a fight

But that's alright

Well, I know
The greatest trials hang the jury
When they judge not
The failures of monsters in men
Still I falter
Should I stop her?
In the shadows
Drinking in the music
Of way back when

Or let it all just end

I saw you laugh
I heard you sigh
I felt you felt
You wanted to die
But we're both just the same anyway

My Spaces

On the street, next your 'next to my street'
Is a house that is ancient in ways
It has grown from the feelings I once held
In my dead end days

In the driveway you can see me driving
In a car that was once ours but mine
You can come along if you'd still want too
To go back in time

Under books
An edges of carpet
Beneath shadows
Dusty and worn
Lays a token
I once had worth stealing
In my dead end days

In a picture that's hard now to picture
My reflection is there under book
You can stare into me staring back out
If you dare to look

Hero

Drinking back the endless praise
Of memories that never fade
Youth and tirless ambition
Casting tall
Over used ammunition

Your heart broke at age 15
When you first began to see
That all you were dying to hold true
Didn't hold
To what others saw as you

Now the moments pass as days
AS does does glory wrapped in haze
They broke your vestiges of youth
And condemned you
To living out their truth

Unappreciating

Can't just accept
Can't feel

Sleep so far away
Offerings
Beckoning
On the altar of relief

Can't take it in
Can't accelerate

No smiles
No laughter now
I deny
I

Deny the only happiness

Can't accept the hope
Can't and possibility