Wake from my rest. Open eyes face a new day. Battle to get out of bed. The spirit far from my head. A life wasted sleeping. I don't deserve to rest. I
With your father's blood on your lap and your young hands at the wheel, You drove your father to safety after he made such a messy mistake And your mother
Step into the snow. Seeking Your starry eyes. Glisten white with purity (blind me.) Shine brightly. Blinding beauty with no words (a painting of my senses
I wanna dance and I want to see blood. Dance and we're going to see pain. Written on the face of my innocent child (as he discoveries the mysteries of
You have to be kidding me It must be buried three inches deep and no one is here to help dig it out And, I am not suprised because they will no doubt
Can you still be moved by song or are you too far gone? It's all there but I refuse to believe the negativity will tear away you life Unanswered questions
Remove your hand from my throat My heart is too secure for your insecurities Your pathetic attempt to be mine and his has failed But only by my words
Where is the man who came around? I pulled him down, I pulled him down Where is the man in grave and around? I pulled him down, I pulled him down, I pulled
Lay your burden aside. Put your hand in mine (and pray that tomorrow will bring sunshine.) For no one can overcome alone. Hands of hope touch no fear (
Break out the best china Another one passed on today and his contribution is now etched in time But I wonder... What were his last words to his family
We could have had it all in our studio on 4th street Every morning we rose with hope that we could change the world or at least one mind The songs came
way to you. Salvation, Salvation. Ignore all my destiny. Signals are not clear. Go on the way I am burning pit of sin. I held no power on my knees as
The very idea of beauty died so long ago But sometimes I catch a glimpse At the call of your name or the touch of another's hand I see this place as
What did I doa?¦to you. To you, what did I do. My brothers through and through never meant to do you no harm. All I wanted was to be your friend, until
As the first leaf fell I felt nothing and as my pieces were stripped away I felt free. Nothing the world offered me held importance and nothing You gave
NO LYRICS TO IT'S GOING TO BE OK, IT'S AN INSTRUMENTAL SONG.
Awoke today with no new ideas But that's nothing new And as I grow old only one thing does not For love you are the one I choose So I wish you would know
Pull the syringe away from my arm and watch it fall to the floor (I have decided) My tomorrow does not need you All your talk and all your ideals run
