Late night walk.

Here's a plan for me and you,

Just something we can do.

We can walk down this road,

Find out what lies ahead.

Maybe search a little more,

Look for what we said.

I can do something for you,

I'll give you what you want.

If you promise not to burn,

Another hole in my heart.

Here's a plan for me and you,

Just something we can do.

I just need to say,

That I always mean well.

Even though I don't,

Find the right ways to tell.

So just once tell me,

What went through your head.

So that I wont make you sad,

And give you what you want instead.

Here's a plan for me and you,

Just something we can do.

And here we have come,

To the bend in the road again.

A chance to avoid,

The same mistakes and pain.

So show me the way,

That I can walk with you.

I can hold your hand,

Just the night, me and you.

Just something we can do.

Just something we can do.

Here's what I found.

I may not wear the right clothes,

My socks don't match,

And I don't know what is what.

If this lasts forever,

I'll be the last man,

Who's first to get out.

I think maybe its all for the best,

I worked so hard, I could use a little rest.

Been thinking its all written down,

Looked a little deeper and see what I found.

I'm just here right now,

Coz I find it hard,

To get ahead somehow.

And I don't wanna love,

Coz love keeps me down,

I'll never lose if I don't I know how.

I think maybe its all for the best,

I worked so hard, I could use a little rest.

Been thinking its all written down,

Looked a little deeper and see what I found.

Why would I want to move on,

When it's just so easy,

To sit and hold on.

Maybe you're right,

Life will pass me by.

But could I ever fail,

If I never try.

If this was the sea,

I'd be that one wave,

Thats just trying to break free.

I really do hope its all for the best,

Why does everything seem like a little test.

I think I have it all written down,

I lost a few pages, let me read what I've found.

Ezekiel 25:17

Is this just another day,

Are we known to feel this way.

How did we begin to change,

Eight years ago today.

Questions rise when answers fall,

We raise superhuman souls.

What was once said this day,

Can't be faced at all.

Innocence will pay,

For selfish deeds,

Of those gone astray.

Power craves its tyrants,

It's not the other way.

Vicarious, our lives,

In tragedy unknown.

Memories, and lies,

Infamy their renown.

The clock will turn,

As sky is going gray.

The sun will set tonight,

But it will rise another day.

Vengeance tests the hand of fate,

As we look for Him in vain.

Who can lead us now, away,

From this valley of pain.

Innocence will pay,

For selfish deeds,

Of those gone astray.

Power craves its tyrants,

It's not the other way.

Vicarious, our lives,

In tragedy unknown.

Memories, and lies,

Infamy their renown.

Outro:

"We are the weak,

They are the tyrants,

Yet we make them the shepherds.

Where is the righteous man?"

(In memory of September 11, 2001.)

War is taking over.

I heard her voice today,

It came from nowhere.

In the form of radio static,

I'll recognize it anywhere.

She asked for a little picture,

To remember my face.

Reading out from a molded scripture,

No hope, no saving grace.

How can you bear,

To live in the world today,

It's falling down and war is taking over.

Digging your grave,

On someone else's say,

What will you do if no one's left to hold her.

Run away, run away,

Run away while you're still alive.

Run away, run away,

You know we can't survive.

Children ran in all directions,

Bombs falling from paper planes.

Won't be long before its all real,

Can't hide behind all your fame.

Soldier follows mindless orders,

Medals upon coffin and grave.

Giving life for the highest honor,

Do you remember just one name?

How can you bear,

To live in the world today,

It's falling down and war is taking over.

Searching for,

A shining ray of hope,

Find some love or just a little flower.

Run away, run away,

Run away while you're still alive.

Run away, run away,

You know we can't survive.

Autobiopoetry

Adjectives from a type writer,

He moves his words like a prize fighter.

At the frenzied pace of the mind,

Inside a cell.

The man in the room might just as well be,

The man in the room might just as well.

Outside, yet inside the whirl,

Of the echoes and sounds from this side of the world.

He breaks in a sweat when you ask,

If he can see it all,

Yes, he can see it all.

He's so nervous but you can't tell,

When his mind is moving all can be well.

Through the hazy shell of the smoke,

Around his head.

The man in the room seems well read to me,

The man in the room seems well read.

He's outside, yet inside the whirl,

Of echoes and sounds from my side of the world.

He breaks in a sweat when you ask,

If he can see it all,

Yes, he can see it all.

Subtext to what he says right now,

Translation comes easy somehow.

Speaking in a tongue which you and I,

Find hard to tell.

The man in the room might just as well be,

The man in the room might just as well.

Outside, yet inside the whirl,

Of echoes and sounds from my side of the world.

He breaks in a sweat when you ask,

If he can see it all,

Yes, he can see it all.