I don't possess the same gifts as you, but I like you. I really do.

What you don't know is that when my heart is beating, I think of you.

The tears I've cried this early morning don't mean anything,

I would take them any day, to hear the words you'd like to sing.

I really do, yes I really do~dodo~dodo~♬

I don't have any cares or worries throughout the day,

If I just think to my self, you're just a train trip away....

and I've got to say...

I don't possess the same gifts as you, but I like you. I really do.

What you don't know is that when my heart is beating, I think of you.

The tears I've cried this early morning don't mean anything,

I would take them any day, to hear the words you'd like to sing.

I really do, yes, I really do~dodo~dodo~♬

When my heart is breaking, and everything is taking its toll.

There is just one thing that's nagging me and I really got to know.

When you're away from me do you ever feel the same way?

What made you decide to leave from here instead of choosing to stay?

I really do, yes, I really do~dodo~dodo~♬

I wish I were you...

I have a different one, it is sometimes that lives inside me.

I am just trying to survive with what is going on in life.

There is nothing that can't be changed in me. I am going to hinder the growth of the darkness is me to make it so small that it can't be invisible no more.

I don't think that withdrawal comes from nothing, it is nothing to be ashamed of.

If I was born again, I would have left with him. I would've allowed him to be stained in whatever color reality would've thrown. I would've been happy.

I know that one day I will be there with him, in some place that we both still see.

In just the recesses of our minds, our place is there.

What is it when I just listen to people who are struggling to cope with life, is my brazened energy enough to liven their spirits or is it that mine needs to calm down.

I cried, it was awful.

My mom wants there to be every pill in the world to pin me down to be something I am not. Something chained. I am not a demon in this body, I am not the mold that grows on trees to be chopped down. I am the leaves and seeds blowing in the wind, trying to find better homes than the ones they've been.

I need to go, but where is the wind?

Why so serious when the music plays

If it is not in the dance, it can't be in the days

Leave it to me in the white wings;

no body can sing it better than me

Oh I am curious, why I have a Dorito?

Thank you for that lovely back up and intro

When salsa across the room and feel the soul sing

There are so many possibilities as to what that can be.

Line up the applause and take the bows

You're dynamite, no one can stop you now.

What is it that binds the heart if not a promise.

A promise that there will be our tomorrow.

Ah, I guess it isn't even guaranteed, but I know that one day

some of our dreams will come true. And won't it be such a great day when we can see everything as a good thing?

What is in a thing, but its meaning?

You know that I never quite got it myself.

A knot, a band, a tie to something.

Ah, I know what it is. It is a happiness that binds us together.

Rushing through the thrush,

In a black out fueled fright

What you just for the rush,

Rather than a drive at night.

Keep it rather calm and cool

Make everything right and neat

Neither of us can be fooled

by the pains in our feet

traveling by the dew drops

that I disturb around this year.

When the hearbeat stops,

I will be reminded of that fear.

Winds rain down the many wishes hidden in your sorrrow

I feel them in the passing time, and the coldness of this season.

We wander as spirits do across this plain and know eachother as such.

Never did we ask the reason why, and it is the finger of blame that cuts the cord.

The wolves are howling in confusion, " What has the night done to me? "

Living in the passion of disscernment, the teeth are singing of the weak.

And as our boddies tremble, I ask, was any of this a lie?

stiring the dirt under me

would you call me filthy

or am I grounded in this land?

When I go searching

do I have a spirit that can ride the winds,

or is it a seed from a forgotten wish?

I clothe myself in a lost time that wouldn't reflect anything to you

I wash in the waters of reincarnation.

I birth myself a thousand times and in the sands, you will be a grain.

Look down on my humility from your exhaulted place.

There will be no virtue in my actions otherwise.

The walls of my heart close in a tiny home.

I looked to you to maybe one day fill it with more than I can spare.

and knowing that what I have is not wanted.

I still offer it to the sky and the many suns that dot it in eternal day.

shown to me the light of each and collected the stories of plenty.

Don't die by the axe of your actions. I won't have it any more.

You are of the only mind to carve your blame into my bones.

A soiled lamb sacrificed to the emptiness of your eyes.

My tears don't feed your lost fire, yet you still cut into me.

Toss me aside in the name of something better.

You seek a light that waned a long time ago.

And the light that still burns in me.

once more in this sweet embrace

I remember something sweet from my lips

I dance on the bodies with no life

the wedding of desire has left us as these

can you see what colors you’ve turned me to?

Tell the colorblind what you see.

Am I praying to an unforgiving moon this night

and peace was to never know me

I’ll dance on the bodies of so many trunks

knowing you won’t see the fire that sparks from me.

I continue this punishment because it is the scar you left

and I’ll continue this dream gleefully