forest town
in the darkening of our lives
you and i sparked;
found light in each other’s impending destruction.
in the final rays of blinding
you and i sparked;
found darkness in each other’s fading kindle.
again and again, this world
did not want us, did not
take us for what we were;
again and again,
we faced the fire for what we did.
we are the magic
were the magic
that gave this town life.
and we were left as nothing but footnotes
in the pages of dusty, forgotten books.
Bet (gimel)
An old friend called me yesterday
Reminded me of my past
The past I chose willingly
To rip away from
The professional prop player
A life very few were willing
Or able to scratch from the skin
Much like a tattoo
The gambler
Over 20 years in the asylum
Now I walk through the desert
To the promise land alone
They still don't understand
They think I will be back
But I won't
