Time’s message not comprehended
Merely received
Before the clock stops ticking
We take our leave
I am the darkness falling
I threaten
Obscure
Then kill the sky
I am the black rain forming
I grumble
Scream
Proceed to cry
I am the old man fading
I stutter
Laugh
Then I die
Life’s cycle is not over
It’s just complete
Before the color’s faded
It’s at your feet
Time’s message not comprehended
Merely received
Before the clock stops ticking
We take our leave
Give and Take
I stepped into the night
Never knowing wrong from right
Sometimes you gotta live
Sometimes you gotta die
Sometimes you know the answers
Sometimes you wonder why
Sometimes you gotta leave
Sometimes you gotta stay
Sometimes you leave ’em wonderin’
Sometimes give it away
I leapt into the fray
Not knowing if I could stay
I see you
Lookin’ at me
Lookin’ at you
Seein’ me
I see you
Lookin’ at me
Lookin’ at you
Seein’ me
I came back from beyond
Never knowing where I’d gone
Sometimes you gotta give
Sometimes you gotta take
Sometimes get it precisely
Sometimes make a mistake
Sometimes you gotta rise
Sometimes you gotta fall
Sometimes get what you wanted
Sometimes nothing at all
I stepped into the light
Starting to see wrong from right
Anger
Driven on by hatred, fear and loathing
Escalating onward to the kill
Up through clouds of reason, doubt and wisdom
Cast it all aside for primal thrill
Laughs of pain are singing to the ocean
Raining down upon oblivion
Drowning all who answer for the madness
Pelted down on life’s forgotten son
Never reflecting
Never unsure
Always convinced it is so damn mature
Never expecting
Truth to be pure
About as becoming as piles of manure
Piles of manure
Nothing is Perfect
Nothing is perfect
Least that’s how it seems
Expect for visions in far away dreams
Or maybe promises made in the night
Without a thought for what’s wrong or what’s right
Nothing is perfect
As far as I know
’Cept maybe in some place where no one goes
Lost in some corner outside of the map
Where once you get there you find it’s a trap
Nothing is perfect
It’s so plain to see
Not you or him or her—least of all me
Seems imperfection is part of the plan
That seems to have been drawn-up by a madman
Time causes entropy
Always dissolves
Everything passes away
All just a big mess
A world that revolves
Spinning off into the fray
Nothing is perfect
‘Least that’s how it seems
Except for visions—
In far away dreams
The Crack Between the Worlds
I shatter the glass
Of ages past
I shudder now to think
The broken moon
Foretells my doom
I’m tossed into the brink
Like withered grass
On trampled paths
I die into the space
As I arrive
My fortune cries
Depart the human race
Returned again
On crimson winds
My consciousness uncurls
Never more
Shall I return
To the crack between the worlds
Blue Meridian
Slicing through the water
Just as soft as it can be
Like a gift that’s lifted
From the bottom of the sea
How could it be that heaven
Turns so swiftly now to hell
As seven feet from safety
Feel the surging waters swell
Echo of a scream
Within a dream
Blue water
White death
Sharp tingle
Gasp for breath
Blood thickens the water now
Blue water, white death
Gotta