The silence of the night is broken
By the Dark Voices inside my head...

I'm a piece of literature
That no one comes to read...

I'm one-third to the good
One hundred percent pure...

Our days are numbered
As our time unwinds...

I'm drowning in this rubble
What my life has accumulated...

I am a green frog
I am not a toad...

I'm a Spider On A Web
I got my eyes on you...

Her petals glisten with morning dew
It's such a fine sight to see...

Like rain to a flower
And Sun to a day...

We don't know forsure
So we can only guess...

He sits on his throne high above
And his Mighty name is God...

When a family's heirloom goes missing
A long forgotten memory is lost forever...