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I wish that I held your words more dearly
Like they were the last words
That I would ever hear.

I wish to be
Lost in your arms.

I'm wishing I could be forever in your arms

All that is beautiful
will not be beautiful to me
unless its perfect
ourside of these walls is an awful place
as far as I can tell

we are not the enemy we are not the enemy inside

All through the night, I'll be awake and I'll be with you.
All through the night, this precious time, when time is new.
All, all through the night today, knowing that we feel
the same, without saying, the same without saying

We have no past we won't reach back,
Keep with me forward all through the night
and once we start a meter clicks,

Remember all the things we wanted
Now all the memories they're haunted
We were always meant to say goodbye
Even with our fists held high
It never would have worked out right
We were never meant for do or die

Like wildfire
It starts in my chest.
The silence grows louder
Ringing out in my head

I feel the earth shaking under my feet.
I feel the pressure building until I can`t breathe.
And it takes everything.

happiness is somewhere i have been before-
a blurry photograph that i have since ignored.
i'll carefully adjust the aperture once more,
until i set the record straight.

i'll brush aside the dim, make room for the bright.
i'll be an editor, no, a curator of light.
i'll let my better angels always set me right,

I close my eyes trusting you
With every desire to balance now

The air is perfect, tonight

The rain, like tears, falls upon my hands
Carry me
The rain, like tears, falls upon my hands

who i’ve sworn to be.
a promise in pencil
that years have made so hard to read.
i’ve spent my life building walls
brick by brick and bruise by bruise...

a birdcage religion that whispered me to sleep.
but time is spinning silk

A feather is a ton of bricks
Or maybe I'm too sensitive i don't know
All I can say is this from now on
I'll try to listen to intuition

There's magic in our bones
A north star in our soul
That remembers our way home

(this is such a beautiful place, this has got to be the closest thing to Heaven)

c bright sunrise through shattered glass,
c fountain of youth slipping through the cracks.
I drag my feet through perfect sand
Toward a future i no longer understand.
But my daughters' collection of broken shells
Teach me: i can still learn lessons if i let myself.

So close,
Yet barely breathing,
My responses are weak.

Though my eyes are shut tightly,
May I see you brightly.

Handshakes and fake smiles

"Careful Hands"

Put your coat on, this city trembles.
Keep your chin up, as you untangle God
From cold blood and bruises.

We are X-rays of something broken.
Cursive bloodlines write every forecast:

when all of the pieces align
when the balance is clearly defined
we'll sigh and we'll settle down
for the first time

but held in museum display
time pulls us further away
and when we rebuild it

Стеклянная стена отделяет меня от тебя,
Призрачные остатки прошедшей любви…
И на самом-то деле, я так напуган тем,
Что мозоли глубже, чем поверхность нашей кожи,
И у нас занимает вдвое больше времени, вдвое больше времени,
Чтобы излечиться.
Мы поднимаемся над землей, чтобы увидеть
Корневую систему под землей.

In this sea of change, understanding is our shore.
I disappear… with no control.

The current is strong, my arms are weak
But you are the branch within my reach.
Though I cannot catch my breath…

Pull me back to shore

If only you knew
The sunlight shines a little brighter,
The weight of the world’s a little lighter,
The stars lean in a little closer
All because of you.

I want to see
You lift your chin a little higher,

Dear True Love
A writer without any words
I'm a story that nobody heard
When I'm without you
I am a voice
I am a voice without any sound
A treasure map that nobody found
When I'm without you

Death is promised to the bee who's sting protects the colony.
Was it's life worth nothing more than honey for the queen?
Life is a branch and it is a dove, handcrafted by confusing love.
Sign language is our reply, when church beels make no sound.
In hollow towers and empty hives, we craved sweetness with a fear of heights.
Was it all just a grain of sand in and hourglass?

The smartest thing i've ever learned is that i don't have all the answers,

What have you seen?
What have you felt?
Your lips are closed, the curtain's shut
All that we can see is on your sleeve
All that we can see is on your sleeve

I know from time to time
That hope seems but a foreign land

If you listen just right, you can almost hear it.
The symphony of secrecy, love and fear.
(Search for love, but finding fear.)

Like a moth to a flame, we become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts
That true love sheds.

This could take some time.
everything waits on assembly lines - but not here.
in the emergence of plan,
we'll be surrounded by hands.

the storyboard outlines our escape
and second guesses will be erased;
on the cutting room floor

I am short of breath
Standing next to you
I am out of my depth
At this altitude
Like the world makes sense
From your window seat
You are beautiful
Like I've never seen

We're taking turns
At shattering apart.
At least we're taking turns.

How did we get so good
At dismantling these hearts?
How did we ever get so good?

Hurry, hurry
Come quickly
And leave all logic aside
Don't say a word
Just listen carefully to me...

"The world is ours if we could only let it be"

it is the calm water
in the middle of an anxious sea.
where heavy clouds part and the sunrise starts
a fire in the deepest part of me.
so i let go and in this moment, I can breathe.

the clumsy start of adolescence,
the glue that mends our broken remnants,

God, let her listen
With ears to the ground.
Let voiceless approval
Turn into sound.

In death there are hidden, invisible keys
That only when swallowed
Reveal where they lead.

One day we'll wake up and realize-
To make any difference one must simply try.
Try to use words less than our hands,
For change is a direct result of our plans.

We've got no stakes in the ground.
We've got no anchors tied down.
Land or sea, there are no guarantees here, we know,

I had a good dream-
We built a home.
It was far from perfect,
But we made it our own.

We lived a good life,
We gave and we borrowed.
It was far from perfect,

It began
With a whisper in my ear:
"I think it's time."
Suddenly all we held dear was on the line.
As your heart measured in mountains fell and climbed.
You're okay, you're okay, you're okay, you're okay.
Amen.

may these words be the first
to find your ears.

the world is brighter than the sun
now that you’re here.

though your eyes will need some time to adjust
to the overwhelming light surrounding us,

Oh, God, when I ask you
"Why do you love me?"
I will try to understand
The silence that whispers reason.

I can never comprehend
Your love.

we laid our names to rest
along the dotted line.
we left our date of birth
and our history behind.

we were full of life,
we could barely hold it in.
we were amateurs at war,

Goodbye. I'll miss you.
Sleep tight. Goodnight.

Goodbye. I'll miss you.
Sleep tight.
A mended heart
By a thousand stitches.
A mended heart

Rows of houses,
Sound asleep.
Only street lights
Notice me.
I am desperate,
If nothing else,
In a holding pattern
To find myself.

First, the ground rules get established
Memory is historically inaccurate.
But repetition, repetition seems
To find the melody's secret
Rooted, unchanged

Patterns form and feel important
The starting lines of a living blueprint

Pitch black, pale blue
There was a stained glass, variation of the truth
And I felt empty handed

You let me
Set sail, with cheap wood
So I patched up every leak that I could
Till the blame grew too heavy

I feel the light upon my skin,
Like fingertips
Reminding me that night must end

Be brave
Like bridges underwater,
Keeping strong beyond their time
I feel the light upon my skin,

Like starting war,
Like spilling ink.
Like the empty street
You swore you saw
Before you blinked.

There's no second thought,
There's no turning back.

We will call this place our home,
The dirt in which our roots may grow.
Though the storms will push and pull,
We will call this place our home.

We’ll tell our stories on these walls.
Every year, measure how tall.
And just like a work of art,

Hold on for a minute
Cuz I believe that we can fix this
Over time
And every imperfection is a lie
Or at least an interruption
Now, hold on, let me finish
No, I'm not saying perfect exists In this life
But we'll only know for certain if we try

If I could rearrange my words,
I'd say what I mean.
If I could learn to count the cards,
I'd risk everything.
Imagine how brave I'd be
If I knew I'd be safe.
If I could only know the end,
I'd be a prodigy of faith.

Have you read the script?
Could you picture it?
... is it worth the risk?

Everything I love
Is on the line,
On these neon signs.

I woke up from the same dream
Falling backwards, falling backwards
Till it turned me inside out
Now I live a waking life
Of looking backwards, looking backwards
A model citizen of doubt

Until one day I had enough

There are wires in between
Human heart and machine.
I will wait for mountains
To tell me you're okay??¦

On paper my future will lay.
I'll fold every failure into a crane.

Generations wait
Like the river sways,
For a father's blood,
For a mother's love.

Though not the promised land,
Nor any perfect plan,
Along our neutral path

You better stop
And try to think
Look what you're doing
Oh, Ruby

You never get to give it all you got
'Cause you forgot to
Take it to the top

You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down

Say what you really want to say
and the truest of forms will show
finally you'll find your soul

they impose the endless fight
to always be perfect
it seems they have been chosen
to be above the rest

I fell asleep to the sound of the snow
Brushing against my window
With thoughts of you, my dear

And how you were so gentle with my heart
Just as you always are

When I see your face then I know

A single voice
In an ocean of constant noise,
But somehow our ears were trained
To recognize when we hear you call our name.

Side by side,
Every movement was memorized,
Choreographed before

I see God in symmetry
I see God in our make-believe
I see God in our grand attempts
To make something beautiful before life ends

I see God in irony
In fragile heirlooms within children’s reach
And I see God in our damaged goods

You wrote your name in invisible ink,
For you were so afraid of what they might think.
But the scars they left, they were loud and clear,
Weren't they? weren't they?

When it's too much to bare, memories erase.
A disappearing act, deserving of our thanks.
When it surfaces, just hold your breath

Sing to me a prayer of hope and strength.
I will sing to you
As if my chest is glass.

As we build, please give us solid ground.

When the rain becomes a flood,
I believe that we will find

Just when we think
There is a chance...
There is never quite enough time left
To prove our beliefs,
To prove we are strong.

We just need some sleep.
We just need some time to clear our crowded minds.

Is this the part when the brain scans show where memories reside?
Some ambiguous shape in me suddenly producing light
Triggered like a tripwire, every time I breathe it in
Isn't it strange that a Lilac tree is what unlocks where I've been?

Like a time machine rebuilds the past, our memories return
Like remembering the ashes before we burn

There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that she turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the woods
I know I could always be good
To one who will watch over me

We were married by the ocean
We were tethered by the sea
We tied strings around our fingers
To remember our ideals

I'll be brave when you are frightened
You'll be strong when I am weak in the knees
I'll be calm when you have had enough of these rushing waves

Thank you for every smile and for every memory

Oh, I miss all the times
That we could just laugh
At the way we were
And how we maintained a smile
In the worst of times

We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
Cause your friends don't dance
And if they don't dance then their no friends of mine

We can go where we want to
A place where they'll never find
We can act like we've come from out of this world

Only the eyes of owls can be seen here;
they are the stars, they radiate.

and every constellation
is a fraction of God's DNA
that we were made to notice and navigate.

as the moon commands the tide

Friends tell me it's spring
My window show the same
Without you here the seasons pass me by
I know you were not new
That looked like May and June
All the same I miss you
Today has been ok
Today has been ok

I've waited a hundred years
I'd wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for the privilege of being yours my dear
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how you smile when you blush
Or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough
I would have known what I was living for
What I've been living for

Sweetheart, you look a little tired
When did you last eat?
Come in and make yourself right at home
Stay as long as you need
Tell me, is something wrong?
If something's wrong, you can count on me
You know I'll take my heart clean apart
If it helps yours beat

I’ll make you mine,
I’ll make you mine if you would have me.
With a silver ring that will hug you tight,
Our life begins.
Our life begins with this.

I’ll prove my love,
I’ll prove my love if you would let me.

You knew my tears though I couldn't cry

I rest my fears in your hands
Day breathes
And falls across the ocean
You know my fears

The stars in the sky seem to notice your serenity

you were carved out of the sea,
watermarked by our ancestry.
in a tug of war
between the tide and me,
what felt like loss was a victory,
as you were swept ashore
like bottles holding prayers.

Dear wilderness, be at your best.
Her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress.
I know the rules: the weaker trees bend.
But make her immune
When your temper storms in.

When she gains her balance,
Be as still as you can be.

Carefully cut the wire and wait.
Life is a series of narrow escapes.

A chain reaction,
A loose thread that we must pull.

The birth of religion
In the challenge of the unknown.

When we woke up the world was figured out
Beyond the beauty we've dreamt about
This brilliant light is brighter than we've known
Without our darkness to prove it so
Still, we can't help but to examine it
To add our question marks to periods
At the foot of our bed, we found an envelope
You're enough, you're enough, you're enough, you are enough

There's a war inside of me
Do I cause new heartbreak to write new broken song
Do I push it down or let it run me
Right into the ground
I feel like I wouldn't like me
If I met me
Well I can't stop talking
For fear of listening to unwelcome sound