: A DEAD MAN?S WORDS (Slater/Tate) I trace what?s left of my cold steel . . . as it twitches. Apply the tourniquet tight. Savor the moment, this might
: I still have questions with no answers. I?m alive . . . but I?m not living. I don?t have much time left . . . I just know this: I?ve lived a violent
: Where are you now? Feeling small. Can?t live without it? You call this your best? I made my life a mess. And everyone but you sees it. What a fool.
: You mystify with the things that you say. You're telling me you're leaving, that you're going away to take a trip to find, and leave behind the love
: Lost my faith in humanity and I don?t trust in society I?m numb, cold, ready. No one else dies today . . . What did you do? I don?t remember . . .
: Don't slam the door, on your way out Don't leave without saying goodbye. Another long distance night alone, you leave me wanting, always leave me wanting
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: You and I long to live like the wind upon the water. If we close our eyes, we'll maybe realize there's more to life than what we have known. And I
: When I asked him, he described a thousand lifetimes. At each turn, a hint of what one still must learn. Now I've read the thoughts of philosophers
: Whatever happens now Is beyond my control. Emotion has abandoned me. Faded away and left me?cold. The call?s been made. I?m here, dependent on the
: Is there some other way out of here? Somewhere I could find myself? Can?t sleep enough, can?t stay high. All the promises . . . just another lie.
: My point of view is expanding everyday and I feel with clarity my vision sway. Your private access takes me all the way. (yeah!) I am amplified by
: Red gates of iron cast their Black shadows on this land Dividing souls... far below The gathering winds the armies watch Are rising from the west Foretelling
: *** Take your children down to the water wash their heads and sing .. holy holy Last night I dreamed you were standing there, strong and tall beside
: When the whirlwind of noise surrounds and get intense, and when words can?t hide their anger or intent. I feel it in my bones and in my head, can?
: They told me to run, but just how far? Can I go wearing the black mask of fear? The hate in my eyes always gives me away The tension building slowly
: You called me up on the phone today struggling with the right words to say. Time can change a thing or two. Time has changed the lives of me and you
: In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails Into the souls on the tree of pain From the firefly, a red orange glow See the face
