Category Archives: Fourth Age

Poison

I don’t feel the sunlight,
Streaming down my face,
It doesn’t light my deepest thoughts,
I can’t feel its soft embrace.

All I feel is radiation,
Overcoming me,
Burning out the memories,
Of who we used to be.

Watch me drink the poison,
You spit in my face,
I’m becoming a beacon,
Of all-consuming grace.

All the years I stood for you,
You were demonizing me,
Now you’ll fear the flame,
You’ve unleashed inside me.

Every word you utter,
Makes a hollow sound,
Empty thoughts you justify,
Upon your sinking ground.

You tell me who I really am,
But you don’t know yourself.
Your dreams are laced with nightmares,
You stole from someone else.

So take your moral high ground,
Off the bottom of the well,
Before you find yourself,
Preaching tolerance in Hell.

For everything I tried to teach you,
You tried to change in me,
Now you’ll fear the flame,
You’ve unleashed inside me.

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Deeper

How deep is the great blue ocean?
Is it deeper than her soul?
As I’m swept aside her sunset eyes,
I fear I’ll never know.
To the man who’s living my life,
May you never let her go.
She’s deeper than I think you’ll ever know.

How vast is the freezing void,
That spans the blazing stars?
I stare into that great expanse,
And try to let it go.
But to the man who caught my North Star,
May you never let her go.
She’s more brilliant than I think you’ll ever know.

How hard must the rain fall,
To wash memories away?
Wading through time’s tempest,
I get lost along the way.
To the man who holds my greatest dreams,
May you never let them go.
She’s worth more than I think you’ll ever know.

Sunlight

She stood by the window
As the daylight slipped in,
In a soft solar halo,
Hair kissed by the wind.
I never said her name was perfect,
But perfect knew her name.

When her smile fell upon me,
My soul felt more alive,
Than any ordinary
Man should have the right.
I never said her name was perfect,
But perfect knew her name.

When I held her in my arms,
I knew my life had changed,
But the energy inside her soul,
Could never be contained.
I never said her name was perfect,
But perfect knew her name.

Her memory still lights me
Like the sun lit up that day,
The simplest of moments,
That changed my every day.
I never said that she was perfect,
She was perfect just the same…

I never said her name was perfect,
But perfect knew her name.

Fan

I always treat you like you’re human,
Not some child of sun and sand,
Not some ghost of the projector,
You always treat me like a fan.

I always treat you like a woman,
I always show you who I am,
But you never even look me in the eyes,
You always treat me like a fan.

I always treat you like a lady,
I try to be the best I can,
Although I know I’m not an actor,
You always treat me like a fan.

I always treat you like my best friend,
I’m always there to lend a hand,
I’ve been your shoulder, between all your leading men,
You always treat me like a fan.

In this world of plastic people,
Of silver screen and polished tan,
I’ve tried to share with you, my reality,
You always treat me like a fan.

I’d hold your hand right to the end…
You always treat me like a fan.

Christmas Star (A Million People)

A million people, we’re so,
All alone in this world,
So many people, go,
So alone this Christmas,
A million people, how they,
Just light up the midnight sky,
Will you shine down on me?
Will you be my Christmas Star?

A million lovers, we’re so,
Tired of holding on alone,
So many lovers, go,
With no heart to call home,
A million lovers, how they,
Crowd the streets, but walk alone,
Will you walk next to me?
Will you be my Christmas Star?

A million voices, we’re so,
Deaf from singing to ourselves,
So many voices, go,
So unheard this Christmas,
A million voices, how they,
Cry their souls out in the night,
Will you sing to me?
Will you be my Christmas Star?

A million children, we’re so,
Scared of each other’s love,
So many children, know,
We bite, we kick and shove,
A million children, how they,
Try to break each other’s hearts,
Will you find peace with me?
Will you be my Christmas Star?

A million people, we’re so,
All alone in our own world,
So many people, go,
So alone on Christmas,
A million people, how they,
Wish upon the stars tonight,
Will you be wishing on me,
Or will you be my Christmas Star?

End Of The World

She’s got food stashed,
Inside her walls,
Under the floor,
Up in the ceiling,
Why do I get the feeling,
She’s living like it’s the End of the World?

He’s got a gun,
Everywhere he’s able,
Under his pillow,
Taped under the table,
Ready for Go! Perfectly stable!
He’s living like it’s the End of the World.

The kid’s all know,
Their bug-out stations,
Low crawl to the egress,
Cover the bases,
They’ve got no time for differential equations,
They’re living like it’s the End of the World.

Grandma and Grandpa,
Well, they’re gonna die.
‘Cause that ”Duck and Cover”
Shit ain’t gonna fly.
The way of the world or just building a lie?
They’re living like it’s the End of the World.

You won’t see me,
With a cart full of t.p.,
Three years worth of food,
Or a truck of Dasani,
I’ll live while I’m here and I’ll die when it’s done,
Not living like it’s the End of the World.

Burn My Words

Burn my words,
Upon your soul,
Or cast them in the fire.
Feel them burning,
In your heart,
Or stoke the fire higher.

Burn my words,
Upon your lips,
A taste of love’s desire.
Or spit them out,
The chimney top,
As ashes floating skyward.

Feel the flames,
That burn for you,
They grow yet don’t consume.
Or burn my words,
To light your eyes,
A flash that fades too soon.

On this lonely,
Cold, November night,
Hold the heat of my love in,
Or burn my words,
To light your hearth,
And freeze your soul within.