The Silk Demise

What is it that you're thinking? Is it how you're going to explode into this world And be the envy of, well, you know Heaven is sinking underground Heaven is sinking under You're so simple You're so sad It's more of an afterthought It's like a heartb

Wake to this: Choking thoughts have blossomed flames Wake to this: A paper city falling, charred and grey I can't keep staring at the sky I can't keep staring at the sky Close my eyes, but I see the spark from inside It's the way I dream you Between

Some things don't seem too good to be true, they just are. I take it all for granted and then you take my breath away (maybe she asked for it) (you left it all behind) Don't you want this? (Suffering) I should be the way you want me to be But I just.

(going and going away) two steps back to the other side where I run where I try to hide what I've seen in spite (what I didn't know) two steps back to another time when the mind was a less divine disease to fight (what I didn't know) two steps back t

I stood on the sidelines Waiting for the chance To tell you I need I need a hill to rule over Don't be offended I only told the truth Don't critizes me My scars are much too deep I can't get passed the shadows They're following behind you Like histor

Even when the wound is gone There's still so much pain Even when the memories of tragedies are lost They just barely escape You put it all on display You put it all on the plate And now they want to see Just what you are I won't find you now Comfort

In the madness I am caught between what to be and what to mean "All the words lost," she says, "and I am tied and tortured. All the words left," she says, "hard, jaded and absurd, And when I say I love you, it's not enough to make

Leave me dreaming while the stars descend and fade Castoff wishes fill the void between the grade Heaven's an open hand Closed by a fiery touch Fear of the wishful mind Twists in the stars maligned Burn like a symphony Caught in comet's wind Still-li

I was taught the gospel by an engineer who designed me by example singing hymns of evolution in which children weigh their measure on scales that held their fathers and spend every worthy moment calling out their numbers to the butcher selling them b