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 writing is braille...

four is better than six or eight
you came like the morning, rising in the springtime;
 you came holding light that the world had never seen or cast it's eyes on,
clear and graceful,
setting halos around the angels you came to kiss hello with red stained eyes,
 torn heart...
meet with them tonight, call them stars without shadows,
 you came holding light that the world had never seen or cast it's eyes on,
 clear and graceful...
came accepting betrayal when all you carried was love and sincerity;
this time sunlit showers will bring a new awakening for us,
we will be saved in time...

blessed are the dreamers
is this day real,
 am i crying,
am i dreaming,
for their world, for their world...
to fall in my hands,
 to grasp them with love,
to see them smile,
 releasing their hearts in my hands...
is this day real,
are there blessings for those dreaming of my world,
of my world...
to fall in their hands,
to grasp them with love,
to see them smile,
 releasing their hearts in my hands...
is this day real? ... blessed are the dreamers.

disclose
i feel you everyday inside of me,
holding me close keeping me strong to fight for you,
and if i asked you would you show me how,
if you taught me would i try,
could there be something more than this?
never a step behind in what you show me,
never withholding the promises the freedom,
and if i asked you would you show me how,
if you taught me would i try,
could there be something more than this...
disclose, the feelings with inside me
disclose, the love the that you put inside me...

houdini
you speak to me and i ignore the clarity of your voice,
understand is what you are,
running from day to night, blindly hoping,
knowing i'm never beyond your reach...
you speak to me and i ignore the clarity of your voice,
how do i see past through myself,
running from day to night, blindly hoping,
knowing i'm never beyond your reach...
in a runaway, thought impediment
in a runaway, thought impediment
fallen, and ashamed am i
fallen, and ashamed am i
in a runaway, thought impediment
in a runaway, thought impediment
fallen and with my face down
will find the beauty, the beauty within your love
you will be coming back
never fall away
you will be coming back
as i stand  beautiful in your son.

evanescence
seeking when i'm down,
when i'm too far distorted and withheld from loving father,
welting skin folds scraping hands wish to climb
can i sing myself to sleep in your arms
can i sing myself to sleep in your arms
will you come holding grace in your hands,
will you bring a love overcoming that will
close my eyes to this world evanescent?
help me dream of your dreams...
drifting downward, floating softly,
through clouds forever bright
mountains that never fade and trees that never die,
glowing fields of joy is what place?  
...this place.
can i sing myself to sleep in your arms
can i sing myself to sleep in your arms
will you come holding grace in your hands,
will you bring a love overcoming that will
close my eyes to this world evanescent?
help me dream of your dreams...

jaded
you know me like no one else,
you see right through the painted image that smiles instead of frowns,
as i sit and stare and my thoughts remain silent
as they are unable to express themselves i felt locked out of my house that i knew so well,
 and my thoughts remain silent
and my eyes went to heaven
and my eyes went to heaven
so i crossed my arms and feet hoping for nothing,
when i heard you voice running through my head whispering clearly that i'm beautiful,
whispering clearly to your children to touch me and pray...
and my eyes went to heaven
and my eyes went to heaven

made of plastic
sometimes i wonder,
what we will become.
if we'll laugh with saddness,
or if we'll cry with joy.
if we'll feel alive,
or if we'll fell made of plastic.
if we'll be what you've called us to be.
and i'll try
and i'll try
to hold on to the sheild you've given me
i've seen the past through the eyes of the future,
i've seen the scars through the heart of my beloved.
can there be love without healing,
can there be truth without life.
and i'll try
and i'll try
to lift them up for you to bless...
everyday we're made out of plastic

the elephant boy
when will these things no longer haunt me?
i reply with asking thought of mind,
can i shake these mountains that i no longer repeat?
i reply with asking thought of mind.
i'm so afraid,
to take my past down,
from the framed,
shattered glass that you abused.
i can speak about the truth that happened there.
overcome everything that happened when.
i reply, i reply, with asking thought of mind,
 i now see the smiles
you've sent me
i'm not afraid
to take my past down
from the framed
shattered glass that you abused
it's over now
i can walk to you because i'm clean
you took my life
he brought me back
with everything i adore

building to nothing
how can change happen to me in a rush of wind?
when brothers are at hand,
how can change happen to me?
and are these things true that we say,
that forgiveness lies within the music of ego's?
that truth hides behind your betrayal
your perforated edges cut you deep within
and display your insides on the outside
they display you insides on the outside
and are these things true that we say,
that forgiveness lies within the music of ego's?
when will you learn?
my heart would bleed for you if need be,
but now has calloused to your actions.
there's been a tearing of souls between us
and i've felt love and it's comfort
will you ever repay your insides?
will you ever repay your insides?

tragically ever after
i see a frowing smile within you
a glowing innocence that shines as the stars
to give a thousand days for service,
for care,would only be a moment in time...
i bleed for you,
i cry for you,
i wish for you
i only clasp my hands to help
does my touch even matter?
does my voice even connect?
to see you suffer tears my heart and breaks my eyes,
as you struggle for oxygen and try to stay alive
i realize i have nothing
what do you feel?
do you feel alive?
do you feel joy?
can you feel my hands touch your precious face?
i'll talk to Him who can bring
if i could create a miracle i would,
and if i could switch places i would