I throw the bottle to the ground; it shatters just...
She don't know how it hurts me, she don't know how...
Whispers in the dark
You think no one hears...
His soul smiled as we passed him by,
And he whispered softly, please do not sigh...
My mind tells me one thing, but my heart feels...
How do I decide what to do when they are at war...
Life is like the ocean,
never still and perfect...
I try to step back
Every once in awhile...
I am weird and goofy
I wonder about life...
Come to order
Or is it disorder...
I repeatedly imagine,
the day we meet again...
Through my hair glides fire and rain:
the misery my of days, my cries for help...
I cascade
across tender roots...
There are days when the highway sure seems
like a safer place than the lingering four walls...