"Did I Say"

Did I say love? For that does no 
justice to the depth of emotion 
in my heart.

Did I say beautiful? For nothing
seen, no heard, nor felt, could in
it self match your grace.

Did I say desire? For nothing so
simple as a word, could ever sustain
such a passion, from the start.


"Bet You"

Bet you, there must be more here.
'Cause I've heard plenty, on a silent day.
I used to read just the vowels and consonants.
'Cause they won't tell you that there's more
meaning in the spaces there.

Bet you, there must be less to fear.
'Cause even monsters need flashlights, in the dark.
I used to dot all the i's and cross my legs.
'Cause they won't tell you that only the road with 
snakes and stones will get you anywhere.

"240 Seconds"

11:37 with a moon in the sky. I’m feeling claustrophobic in my own skin. Torn again, between where I am and where I’ve been.

One day down, another on the rise. I wish I knew what to do. It’s always wrong, the way things are between me and you.

11:39 and there are footsteps in the hall. If those footsteps were me, I’d walk on out of here. But I’m jaded, less by experience, more by fear.

One day down, another on the rise. I wish I knew what was right. It’s always wrong, the way we seem to pick a fight.

11:41 with a moon in the sky. I realize that I gave up on my dreams. You walk in, roses and a smile, but nothing is as it seems.

"Backseat Girl"

Play the victim, ain’t nobody
going to martyr you, Backseat
Girl. In and out too fast to feel.

Play the angel, ain’t nobody
going to pray to you, Backseat
Girl. Asking for the losing end
of the deal. 

Play the hero, ain’t nobody going
to save you from your demons,
Backseat Girl. Drive it hard and
way too far.

Play the genius, ain’t nobody
going to answer you questions,
Backseat Girl. Down and out in
the dirty car.

Ain’t nobody going to care what you
do, Backseat Girl. No excuse, for the
self-inflicted abuse. 

Play the vicitm - ain’t nobody going to
martyr you.

"What Is True"

Blew a strawberry red, hot air balloon and took flight. Caught a cloud in the palm of my hand. Sailed on strings of moonbeams, all through the night. Found solace in a place of no demand.

And in this place, I was never cold. Only a sweet honey breeze blew through. And in this place, I grew wise not old. Only a sweet sigh away from what is true. And in this place, my happiness was bold…

Touched a star made of silver dust and light. Shared in a secret, which is forever untold. Knew that in eternity, all is right. Floated on waves of azure blue.

And in this place, I was never cold. Only a sweet honey breeze blew through. And in this place, I grew wise not old. Only a sweet sigh away from what is true.

"Broken Promise"

I left the lonely hospital
room, on the corner of 
the second floor.

I swallowed my stale coffee
and tears, praying not to 
feel anymore.

I'd promised my father I’d
come see him again, as I 
watched him wait to die.

My promise was broken
when I waited too long and
we never got to say goodbye.



"A Wind Like December"

Deep in this cold space, I breathe in the breath of a wind, like from December. It runs through me, yet I can’t claim it as the gravity that lies in wait… My cross to bear. No, it always remains the fear that consumes me.

And I could set forth this pain, through these wanting lips. Wanting you ‘til nothing remained. But do you? Do you hear that, too? That ghostly echo of the place I came from? It’s still calling my name, saying, “Things just never will change”.

So, I’ll tell you—all the vacant, the full, the shadows and light, there is about me. All the freedom and the slavery, to the ghosts of my past. Too opaque, in their translucence, for you to ever grasp.

There I could lay out all my life’s sins, ‘til my insides are hollowed. As barren as the trees of winter. Meanwhile, you could stand holding my hand. Telling me how you will love me forever… And I know you, you’re so amazing.

So, I wish I could claim that the echo doesn’t remain, saying, “He couldn’t speak those words, if he really knew you.” But do you? Do you know it, too? When you’re telling me we’ll always be together? Because I can’t feel you, here…

Deep in this cold space, where I breathe in the breath, of a wind like from December.

"She Told Me"

There’s a ghost in the
mirror on my wall.
She told me that even
the dead don’t know it all.

There’s a phantom’s reflection
in the wishing well.
She told me to forget heaven
if I keep treating myself like hell.

There’s an angel who keeps
vigil by my side.
She told me to be true to myself 
and I’ll never have to hide.

"The Connection"

Here amidst these mountains, there are words. There are sighs, wisps of knowledge—spoken from mouths that my eyes cannot find. 
Yet, suddenly, I know. I have a glimpse of the connection. 
There were some here, who have come and have gone. In order to come to this place, where the silence is sung.

"End"

Roses

Grass

Say

Goodbye

Past

The 

Moon

I

Will

Join

You

Soon.