what happens now?
1. A Soldier For The Miss's
This old scar makes it way back.
Scratching its way to the surface.
You have made your way back.
My heart bleeding in the palm on my hands,
though I try this life still tends,
to break me in two.
Again I cannot seem to black out my eyes.
I am open to all.
A full-headed boy.
A soldier that must be blown away.
I cry my lungs to sleep
I found I am in too deep.
I smoke my eyes alive to red
she kisses the night, i'm in my bed.
My heart has been on this buliding so long,
its jumps its last jump and must sing its last song.
I am hopping, looking for another leg to walk,
they all die for a new tongue to finally talk.
Tremble, tremble sweet prince your so controlling,
if you only the knew the truth of what she was really holding.
Go woamn, go ahead and flash it good,
dear sweet momma you know you should.
Love flew away from you long ago
and now you have nothing to show.
Destruction in the form of absolution.
Alone on a beach.
Sand is your only comfort.
So rough.
But thats how you like it.
Inside and out, you got the perfect tone
deception of a lie, so full of stone.
Maybe, just a little hint on light
so many men stumble at the sight.
Such beauty.
Flaunted in the way death.
A touch, a hand to grab
strives her to stab.
So many but still so you few you have.
Wanting more like always.
A fly that bothers.
Leaving your scent,dooming us all to fail.
Rise high and take your prize.
a trophy to prove all that dies.
2. The Disassembly of Things To Come
Its hard for me to speak in ways that could make you smile,
so I guess alone I will sit, pondering the beating of my heart for awhile.
In some ways you make me feel so weak,
like I am caught up in the never-ending wake of our destiny.
But at the same time I believe that you make me,
you make me so much stonger than ever,
much more alive than before.
Such feelings are part of this bond
a link that severs if we split,
do not suffer Great, sit and stay a bit.
Talk of things that only I could enjoy,
the things that only I could destroy.
A persistant whisper that could break,
such a transgression that I am willing to take.
Consequences for leaving could make these waters run red,
so many thoughts that decieve the soul, it is all in your head.
A love so pure that would frightened most weary opponents,
we are yet still here, living long thanks to the moments.
The future might freak some out, but we welcome it with open hands,
the greatest love of all ages fails, ours still stands.
The occurence of these two souls have brought forth a perfect combination,
though the antics cloud us, we set sail to our destinations.
We are riding the wings of angels,
perfect we are not, tied by the tangles.
We accuse no one, all have such a chance to fly,
but they refuse to move, they let time pass them bye.
A beautiful funeral, the love of loss to be free.
yes, but at what cost do you mean to me.
A honest mistake of false advertisement shoved in your face,
mercy you cry, your angels chastisement of his grace.
" You never meant to hurt me, did you dear",
only do I wish your voices were so clear.
3. A Little Less Compared To Some
It seems to me that constant love could drive a man insane
that forever thinking of what you are doing and where, it shouldn't be filled with pain.
Its not just a punchline of some rhyme,
but just my song to past the time.
My straight forwardness points a finger at you my love,
too bad i'm too scared to hold, I must wear a glove.
There I am comfortable, just like a butterfly,
my wings have burned away, nothing left but to die.
Sitting all alone in my little space
I am gone away with the ashes,
blown without a trace.
No memory of where I came from or how I got there,
no thought of angst nor did I even care.
Together with one voice I sing aloud,
only to be embraced by an empty crowd.
Dream of reality of what may come
truth of the matter is,
i'm a little less compared to some.
Actually to all I grab my chair, I fall,
to you I seem not so tall.
But I do reach for the sky
but only to be destroyed by questions of why.
So scrap me up off the ground
and act like I didn't make a sound.
Such a crash that broke hearts, even to mars
to be reminded that my life was filled with scars.
So as blood seems to stain the floor and your very hands,
now that my love will carry throughout all the lands.
Little yet a Giant and I have become, please remember,
that i'm a little less compared to some.
4. Dreaming For The Past
Such a thing as finding ones self
losing all sense and feeling,
always being left.
Time is of the essence here
when faith grabs ahold and takes us near.
Two things that could make this poor boy move,
an incoherent thought that I must prove.
A look that could cost me a dear substance.
Like air we breathe, but so much more pure,
struggling to have, I believe I have found a cure.
Only stars could bring such a sensation
comfortness beyond imagery,
a fight within, striking down temptation
that would sever misery.
Clean shirts hate bloody daggers,
though I try, she still staggers.
Off and on the edge you stand so close.
Just an inch could be her last step to be,
maybe within this death, you'll finally see.
That a ghost town we live in, we scream so loud,
just the fact of living forever, you'd love the the smile, you'd be so proud.
Heart felt handshakes can't replace my burning sail,
drowning to sick, I barely have breath to tale.
A story of the old, who held each other close, warm till death indeed,
even love of all, kiss to touch, can't prevent your wicked seed.
5. No Name, Just Think What You Want To Think
So this is how we breathe
comfortable and complacent.
Do we not need the air.
So troubled with the thoughts of moving or staying,
running or walking when the truth is were laying.
On the ground we will stay till it is time.
Only ourselves are in are way
until fate has time to say,
get up my child and walk for the first time.
Will such things as love come to us?
Never will you truly see until you completely trust.
So you say this is what were up against,
when the best defense is the greatest offense.
Sit back and watch glory reveal itself.
Stop wasting tears on things that belong on a shelf.
Quit pushing forward to see some sort of worth,
when your beauty inside smiles uopn the earth.
Much like a letter, you get passed around.
Stand up for yourself, get off the ground.
You are folded perfect, tragic yet beautifully,
but you only open once for all to see.
We will miss and you will blame,
like we don't care, its all just a game,
I promise you i'm worth the change.
Please understand that he's just a man.
He falls down like you do, he'll do what he can.
Something makes a star out of you
so the whole world knows what you've been through
and still you rest upon your feet.
Why, you are not unable to walk
deep inside heartso full, your just all talk.
Run and run till the time to shine
when you forget that your not all mine.
Immature you are, such a faith you do lack
when the world comes around you stab me in the back.
Such a soul that could make a city crumble,
but when the time shows, all you can do is mumble.
I'm not begging, i'm just pleading
I just want to keep your heart from bleeding
from things other than my love.
Do not read into things such as deception of lies
its all just a charade, a mirage of who truly dies
for those to live on forever.
On your knees you beg for greatness of mercy,
but on your fett, can't even give me common courtesy.
I will love you even though death you do deserve,
you will stay opon my rock, your life I will conserve
cause I know you will be great.
When my name is shouted from your lips
you will bring forth such a revelation
that will shock your home, maybe even a nation.
I will not leave, i'll stay wrapped around you,
in my hands I hold all you have gone through.
Now you have heard my voice
all is up to you, your choice.
Open your heart and feel my love.
Until we truly meet
it pleases me to see
that you won't except defeat.
6.
Fighting Leaves To Biting
My soul has been shot by my own gun
all thats left spread across the floor, no more fun.
He tells me to go and fight, to protect her
give it all I got, to save her.
No, you love her, your heart will be destroyed
but love can save it all.
Take the dirt from within my soul and wash it away.
The water will run through my veins, then will I be clean.
Ha, water only runs through the blood of the innocent
you lied, cheated, and stole your own heart.
You have nothing left to fight for.
Smoke runs through your eyes and all that you see
you've died so many times, you'll never be free.
You can't escape the monster
you rip yourself apart.
Remember the time you forgot to breathe,
now it consumes you.
No, I will pick myself off the floor
I will not take this any longer, no more
of the running.
Go, go ahead and run
you'll find yourself running into traffic
of dull blades and burnt cigarettes.
The hospital bed, you are confined, so relentless
injecting the smoke even more.
You can't win, your tired of trying to make it through the dark
light consumes you, it will be ok,
unless her blade leaves her mark
eventually you will stop running oneday.
The burning overtakes the fact of loving someone
you try to find a way at last but
death stabs you in the back with past.
Now you bleed out your soul
and it latches itself onto her.
This old scar makes it way back.
Scratching its way to the surface.
You have made your way back.
My heart bleeding in the palm on my hands,
though I try this life still tends,
to break me in two.
Again I cannot seem to black out my eyes.
I am open to all.
A full-headed boy.
A soldier that must be blown away.
I cry my lungs to sleep
I found I am in too deep.
I smoke my eyes alive to red
she kisses the night, i'm in my bed.
My heart has been on this buliding so long,
its jumps its last jump and must sing its last song.
I am hopping, looking for another leg to walk,
they all die for a new tongue to finally talk.
Tremble, tremble sweet prince your so controlling,
if you only the knew the truth of what she was really holding.
Go woamn, go ahead and flash it good,
dear sweet momma you know you should.
Love flew away from you long ago
and now you have nothing to show.
Destruction in the form of absolution.
Alone on a beach.
Sand is your only comfort.
So rough.
But thats how you like it.
Inside and out, you got the perfect tone
deception of a lie, so full of stone.
Maybe, just a little hint on light
so many men stumble at the sight.
Such beauty.
Flaunted in the way death.
A touch, a hand to grab
strives her to stab.
So many but still so you few you have.
Wanting more like always.
A fly that bothers.
Leaving your scent,dooming us all to fail.
Rise high and take your prize.
a trophy to prove all that dies.
2. The Disassembly of Things To Come
Its hard for me to speak in ways that could make you smile,
so I guess alone I will sit, pondering the beating of my heart for awhile.
In some ways you make me feel so weak,
like I am caught up in the never-ending wake of our destiny.
But at the same time I believe that you make me,
you make me so much stonger than ever,
much more alive than before.
Such feelings are part of this bond
a link that severs if we split,
do not suffer Great, sit and stay a bit.
Talk of things that only I could enjoy,
the things that only I could destroy.
A persistant whisper that could break,
such a transgression that I am willing to take.
Consequences for leaving could make these waters run red,
so many thoughts that decieve the soul, it is all in your head.
A love so pure that would frightened most weary opponents,
we are yet still here, living long thanks to the moments.
The future might freak some out, but we welcome it with open hands,
the greatest love of all ages fails, ours still stands.
The occurence of these two souls have brought forth a perfect combination,
though the antics cloud us, we set sail to our destinations.
We are riding the wings of angels,
perfect we are not, tied by the tangles.
We accuse no one, all have such a chance to fly,
but they refuse to move, they let time pass them bye.
A beautiful funeral, the love of loss to be free.
yes, but at what cost do you mean to me.
A honest mistake of false advertisement shoved in your face,
mercy you cry, your angels chastisement of his grace.
" You never meant to hurt me, did you dear",
only do I wish your voices were so clear.
3. A Little Less Compared To Some
It seems to me that constant love could drive a man insane
that forever thinking of what you are doing and where, it shouldn't be filled with pain.
Its not just a punchline of some rhyme,
but just my song to past the time.
My straight forwardness points a finger at you my love,
too bad i'm too scared to hold, I must wear a glove.
There I am comfortable, just like a butterfly,
my wings have burned away, nothing left but to die.
Sitting all alone in my little space
I am gone away with the ashes,
blown without a trace.
No memory of where I came from or how I got there,
no thought of angst nor did I even care.
Together with one voice I sing aloud,
only to be embraced by an empty crowd.
Dream of reality of what may come
truth of the matter is,
i'm a little less compared to some.
Actually to all I grab my chair, I fall,
to you I seem not so tall.
But I do reach for the sky
but only to be destroyed by questions of why.
So scrap me up off the ground
and act like I didn't make a sound.
Such a crash that broke hearts, even to mars
to be reminded that my life was filled with scars.
So as blood seems to stain the floor and your very hands,
now that my love will carry throughout all the lands.
Little yet a Giant and I have become, please remember,
that i'm a little less compared to some.
4. Dreaming For The Past
Such a thing as finding ones self
losing all sense and feeling,
always being left.
Time is of the essence here
when faith grabs ahold and takes us near.
Two things that could make this poor boy move,
an incoherent thought that I must prove.
A look that could cost me a dear substance.
Like air we breathe, but so much more pure,
struggling to have, I believe I have found a cure.
Only stars could bring such a sensation
comfortness beyond imagery,
a fight within, striking down temptation
that would sever misery.
Clean shirts hate bloody daggers,
though I try, she still staggers.
Off and on the edge you stand so close.
Just an inch could be her last step to be,
maybe within this death, you'll finally see.
That a ghost town we live in, we scream so loud,
just the fact of living forever, you'd love the the smile, you'd be so proud.
Heart felt handshakes can't replace my burning sail,
drowning to sick, I barely have breath to tale.
A story of the old, who held each other close, warm till death indeed,
even love of all, kiss to touch, can't prevent your wicked seed.
5. No Name, Just Think What You Want To Think
So this is how we breathe
comfortable and complacent.
Do we not need the air.
So troubled with the thoughts of moving or staying,
running or walking when the truth is were laying.
On the ground we will stay till it is time.
Only ourselves are in are way
until fate has time to say,
get up my child and walk for the first time.
Will such things as love come to us?
Never will you truly see until you completely trust.
So you say this is what were up against,
when the best defense is the greatest offense.
Sit back and watch glory reveal itself.
Stop wasting tears on things that belong on a shelf.
Quit pushing forward to see some sort of worth,
when your beauty inside smiles uopn the earth.
Much like a letter, you get passed around.
Stand up for yourself, get off the ground.
You are folded perfect, tragic yet beautifully,
but you only open once for all to see.
We will miss and you will blame,
like we don't care, its all just a game,
I promise you i'm worth the change.
Please understand that he's just a man.
He falls down like you do, he'll do what he can.
Something makes a star out of you
so the whole world knows what you've been through
and still you rest upon your feet.
Why, you are not unable to walk
deep inside heartso full, your just all talk.
Run and run till the time to shine
when you forget that your not all mine.
Immature you are, such a faith you do lack
when the world comes around you stab me in the back.
Such a soul that could make a city crumble,
but when the time shows, all you can do is mumble.
I'm not begging, i'm just pleading
I just want to keep your heart from bleeding
from things other than my love.
Do not read into things such as deception of lies
its all just a charade, a mirage of who truly dies
for those to live on forever.
On your knees you beg for greatness of mercy,
but on your fett, can't even give me common courtesy.
I will love you even though death you do deserve,
you will stay opon my rock, your life I will conserve
cause I know you will be great.
When my name is shouted from your lips
you will bring forth such a revelation
that will shock your home, maybe even a nation.
I will not leave, i'll stay wrapped around you,
in my hands I hold all you have gone through.
Now you have heard my voice
all is up to you, your choice.
Open your heart and feel my love.
Until we truly meet
it pleases me to see
that you won't except defeat.
6.
Fighting Leaves To Biting
My soul has been shot by my own gun
all thats left spread across the floor, no more fun.
He tells me to go and fight, to protect her
give it all I got, to save her.
No, you love her, your heart will be destroyed
but love can save it all.
Take the dirt from within my soul and wash it away.
The water will run through my veins, then will I be clean.
Ha, water only runs through the blood of the innocent
you lied, cheated, and stole your own heart.
You have nothing left to fight for.
Smoke runs through your eyes and all that you see
you've died so many times, you'll never be free.
You can't escape the monster
you rip yourself apart.
Remember the time you forgot to breathe,
now it consumes you.
No, I will pick myself off the floor
I will not take this any longer, no more
of the running.
Go, go ahead and run
you'll find yourself running into traffic
of dull blades and burnt cigarettes.
The hospital bed, you are confined, so relentless
injecting the smoke even more.
You can't win, your tired of trying to make it through the dark
light consumes you, it will be ok,
unless her blade leaves her mark
eventually you will stop running oneday.
The burning overtakes the fact of loving someone
you try to find a way at last but
death stabs you in the back with past.
Now you bleed out your soul
and it latches itself onto her.