

I’ve faced the fathoms in your deep Appease You I can’t go on digging roses from your grave All you have to do So may you come with your own knives
Withstood the suitor’s quiet siege
Pulled down the heavens just to please you
The wind blows and I know
To linger on beyond the beyond
Where the willows weep
And the whirlpools sleep
You’ll find me
Is run away and
Steal yourself from me
Become a mystery to gaze into
You’re so cruel
In all you do
But still I believe
I believe you
You’ll never take me alive
With all the voice of what is true
Is there nothing I can do?

I can feel the night beginning I believe that dreams are sacred All that I’m living for Guess I thought I’d have to change the world Should it hurt to love you
Separate me from the living
Understanding me
After all I’ve seen
Piecing every thought together
Find the words to make me better
If I only knew how to pull myself apart
Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby
Like a reason why
Like a play of my obsessions
Make me understand the lesson
So I’ll find myself
So I wont be lost again
All that I’m dying for
All that I can’t ignore alone at night
All that I’m wanted for
Although I wanted more
Lock the last open door
My ghosts are gaining on me
To make you see me
To be the one
I could have run forever
But how for would I have come
Without mourning your love
Should I feel like I do
Should I lock the last open door
My ghosts are gaining on me

I know the pieces fit The poetry There was a time that the pieces fit I know the pieces fit
‘Cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame
It doesn’t mean I don’t desire to
Point the finger, blame the other
Watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together
Rediscover communication
That comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance
But I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering
Strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow
And strengthen our communication

Innocence You are helpless Innocence You are helpless
Stumbling around
Holding onto anyone who’ll hold on to you
Innocence
Is hurt again
But is it really worth the pain?
You are selfish
You are hollow inside
You are hopeless…
Lost along the way
To anywhere or anyone who’ll hold on to you
Innocence
Is hurt again
But is it really worth the pain?
You are selfish
You are hollow inside
You are hopeless