

Morning ReliefShe's standing at the edge of a building, Axe in hand, beckoning to me with those eyes, Come a little closer to the edge,Morning Relief
Listen, try to hear the hymns of death
How she wants to guide me into more and more danger, Each night she comes, with different masks- Holding out a new costume for me to try on Trying to make me akin more to her own
My mind, it's a little off-center, not quite right, But not quite left, as she grabs hold and twists- Drawing me deeper into the mystery, drawing me
Away from the edge into a more dangerous place
Through trees and g


Night of TrialsClosing my eyes, The images turn from shadows into shades; This constant haunting, turning me afraid- Feeling so alone, yet so watchedNight of Trials
Another night is another trial, For these spirits, energies won't let me rest Sleep is not an escape but an experience, And I don't know how much longer I'll survive
Sitting on a rock in a simple setting, They come, wandering, meandering- These images, glowing eyes and hearts. Never a simple trip to wonderland, but the aftershock
I'll never find the queen, there's no ace, I can find a trail of broken roses, but s


Sea of BlackWalking out on stage, Not all eyes can see just yet Her in her performance black- Just like her instrumentSea of Black
Clutched in one hand,
Music in the other, she takes A seat, a deep breath As the baton rises, no one suspects
In a sea of black, The flutter of a dozen flutes, Low hush of rising clarinets, And that golden tone floating above
A double reed, drawing in Pairs of eyes all through the house The performance hall sighs Opening eyes and ears to her song.
Guiding the audience deeper, Into the performance, into their


Rusted shutStaring at the starless sky, She only has one wish tonight; Too bad it didn't come true, it's So sad, all she'd do for you, for meRusted shut
But never for herself, she sees this
Empty shell looking back up from The lake, it tells her to work harder, Earnings are still always the same
She knows you, how she knows But you've let her go, run rampant Free to love you all she likes, but Your words fall on closed ears, deaf to hear
Because she'll never believe what The people see, these unreciprocated Feelings say you're different, but not Enough t
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If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say that the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little.
- George Carlin
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If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say that the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little.
- George Carlin
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