| The Writings |
| I'm in blind persuit of a way To stop chasing the next day Saw your face again last night It happened in a dream I kept you close, I held you tight Then I let out a scream What's wrong with me inside Why can't I be content with today The grass is greener on the other side It will always be that way I keep searching for a way To get me quicker to the next day I know I'll never find a way To make today the next day I guess I'll never change this today To what the future holds in the next day I'll be happy to stay... |
| The darkness looms like death A sick and morbid night Torrential downpours cease for no man Blood of the heavens rains down The prick of a thorn Condemn my pain Til sorrow flows no more through my veins Your smile can never soothe me The touch of your hand A cold chill through my body It feels so right but oh so wrong The paradox swirls in my mind As the rain comes down My heart's shred apart But it feels so damn good I smile, as the sky lights up Then the night consumes me I stand alone with you |