Late Night Prayers

A mask of happiness covers her pain
She's lying to herself at night
Hoping for a glimmer of peace
That comes with each nights ever so brief sleep
Her mind is racing to and fro
Trying to wrap her head around thoughts of God
She wants to believe, wants to give in
But how can he love a mess of a girl like her
She whispers up a prayer as she closes her eyes
Hoping tomorrow will bring deliverance

The Sailor's Funeral

There's a breeze in the air, a hint of sadness on the winds as they pass by
A momentary song carried on the air, sung by those lost at sea
No witness to their tragedy, the sailors have all moved on
Their souls ascend to heaven, forever to be with God

Your First Name, My Last

There are pages in my notebook where your pen has touched
Little notes you left for me, about the love we shared
I could rip out the memory of words you said to me
But your hand writing is the only thing left of you in my apartment

Missed Motion

There's a door of escape just outside these black walls
Screaming souls of the half dead cry for God to spend them straight to hell
An example of love shines through darkness and blinds the masses
So they all miss a chance to find your grace and redeeming love
Like sheep we keep on walking, right into the flame
All the while we miss the one who holds the keys to save

Romeo and Juliette Gone Wrong

What light through broken windows shows
Juliette you threw the stone that broke the window in my heart
I opened all the others wide
Hoping any future rocks would pass right through or land softly inside
Yet you found news ways to break the shattered pane of glass
While I sat quietly amazed

It was raining when I fell in love
And it was raining when you broke my heart
The weather never changed
But my thoughts on you had shifted
If I drank this cup of poison
Would you still plunge the knife blade to the center of your heart

I've spent all week roaming the streets
Looking for all the lost little sheep
I round them up into a corner of the barn
And lay my head upon the pillow to say a prayer for the fallen

Oh Princess I’m still here
But you’re out whoring around with all the cowboys and the queers
I understand I move to fast and I’m too old
And I understand he’s promising you streets made out of gold

But know my dear that I've been faithful and I've been true
And I'm standing with my arm still open wide

The Prayers of the Lost

I can feel a new way of life unchanging
I can feel a stirring of something better

We’re looking at the sun… to lead us home
To break us free from all this oppression
We’re heading north… Not straying from the path
To make our ways from death to freedom
We pray to the invisible God
Hoping for an answer to correct our wayward life
Waiting for the smallest glimpse
That better days are ahead of us

My Favorite Conversation

I want to talk to you for hours
I want to share the deepest depths of my soul with you
Tell me your secrets and I'll tell you mine
I want to hold nothing back
My fears, dreams, failures, and accomplishments
I want you to know everything
Hours spent in conversation with you bring joy to my soul
The sound of your voice brings peace
Yet recent leavings keep me held at bay
From sharing all I want with you
Can I trust you... Can I pour myself into you once more
Or should I find another to share my heart with
You are my favorite conversation
Despite all that's been said

Tu es dans mes rêves

Je déteste ce rêve, parce que je me réveillais et non à côté de vous

Moments

There are moments in our life
When we discover what we're looking for
When the clouds part and the sun shines
When rest and peace invade our soul
Life becomes freshly aware of beauty
Awed by all the miracles happening around us
Circumstances of no desire are replaced with great hope
The world seems new and full of possibilities
There are moments in our life
When we give ourselves over fully to love
To something bigger then our 9 to 5 existence
Finding meaning in our everyday nothings
There are moments in our life...
That we let slip by

Miss America is a Pyro

I want to burn Main street to the ground
Torch the buildings and watch the world go ape
I want to put safe existence to rest
Move the suits to panic and see the world dissolve to anarchy

I want a crown and recognition
I want the world to know my name and I want the money due me
I want to be told I'm the worlds most important, most beautiful

I also want world peace

The Lost Princess

The princess walked the streets with the whores
Not aware of her status in this world
Lost amidst the sinners and misguided
She wanders around looking for love
All the while her prince is looking for her
Knowing that she's lost her way and is so confused
Night and day his search is never ending
Hoping to find his love and help her find her place in this world