Spin spiral,Oh darling here we comeFloor first face,Losing lost first place,Sight no mission missiles missingTarget but so far away,A missile so far gone, it’s gone astrayAnd the crowd applauded with sirens of wails, and still we hit sea no see with torn down sailsWhile we watched men sink in laud, we traced with grafter,Building up…

Where are you tonight; asks the rocking chair?I await you, in your timeless days. What colors we saw when we were blinded, and vague shadows we’ve seen since, Where have you been:Asked the handle on the door?As I’ve been here waiting your ‘turn The sky has been blackened five times in-between our darkest days Where…

It’s late and I’m early for a dose of your love,So pray me back to sleep, oh GodHow close to glory have I been brought?I ask you to bring me to the life I need,Anxiously I withhold saying three simple words, but it’s only eight letters. Tell me no,As the beautiful sun you portray light,The…

Note the way looker before you leave one last time,Is the fan spinning,Or is the ground collapsing under your feet?What happened to our paradise?What happened to this place we called home?Are we empty bottles,Crushed under the pressure of barreling circles?In this stampede, the circus tent ruffles for the jubilation of the crowd as they see…

Oh how you pull it off,Eyes wide closed,You wake for me and as I sleep I find a burrow of all the things I couldn’t find a home for All I can think about is how somehow you pull me closer every single time; with a hug and a smile I fall into my dreams…

Try to always keep them guessing,Leave them like glue,After you’ve waited,You can see straight through, I guess it’s a simple matter of relying on the way you’ve crossed me,Hunger and greed have sinned from your perception of my future I live in no boxes, but I put everything I had in hopes you will move…

Glued open eyes, with blacked out torchesFalling to the ground,The lake awaited our tendency to not comprehend when to stop We kept spinning, like a spider feeding it’s last meal,Still can’t find our way to the top I’m no mountain, I’m just an anthill, constructed by hard work,Keep your guesses comingEven if we are falling…

I’m run down like the walls holding me backThese cages or boxesCan’t hold back the inner child I see coming forth,So with hand prints at your ankles,Hold on to dear life,Because the dead will keep tugging onto your heels Crowd begging for more,Little do they know –The shows been long overMirrors keep us screamingAfter all…

Whatever happened to the lines we drew at the beginning of battle?When the guns are pulled we turned our backs and keep on walkingSo you say, I’d rather be scared than deadSomebody save me now For all the days spentI was looking down the barrel of those gunsThese words we say,Forever shooting for dreams Well…

While you call me, I’m over and outThe constant buzz continues,And the lines blur –While there is no sun to rise or fall,My shot has been blanketed in text,Scaling these impossible fences I have no clueWhat I’m holding on to In our town, superheroes are dawned of darknessAnd their counterparts are so close I can…