I'm gonna write...
I'm gonna write like its all I can do...

Standing at the entryway...
Waiting for the next calm...

Man, don't you know it takes me there
With all I worry about...

The wars of my fathers father,
kills in my sons battlefields...

I killed her with kindness
it started simply with the opening of doors...

The Day St.Gabriel
blows his horn...

Scattered Leaves paint earth
Bending to winds mere motion...

If you have never heard the story of little boy...
Please take a seat and I shall explain it to you...

She told me that she had to go
and leave she did that very night...

I'm your Mr your my Misses
It anit always been hugs and kisses...

It calls out to him, yelling his name
Pleading for the sensation the rush in the veins...

She can't love me
Cause...