(2013)
If there is a chance Even the slightest of chances Even though as small as dust parti… Twirling in the light If I could wrap my fingers around…
Shortly after sunset When lovers the moon gaze, darknes… A celestial rose held in an eclips… Draped in blood as its orbit linge… Witches shriek, farmers wail and o…
lead me to where our journeys reve… and the turmoils in us never speak… lead me to where footpaths are wor… and the stars shine bright like si… lead me to where the jungle gives…
Temperamental hearts colliding in… Split open like rift valleys on A… Bone marrow cut clean from rotten… Unable to feel fear or pain Leaving reason rested in pieces
Standing under grey skies Stinking open sore swamped by flie… Patience from within listening to… But you’ve been down that path You’ve felt desert winds and life’…
I chain my thoughts like fire brea… but it does not stop me from thinking about you I cut my wrists and watch as blood… like waves on tired shores,
Somewhere between my stumbling fee… And my dusty compass Somewhere between the sunbaked cro… And my shriveled map Somewhere between my faith and my…
i will crawl into you soul, plunge into you like a force of na… i will haunt your daydreams like d… i will coil in your bones and fall… i will dance in the blueness of yo…
every gaze into the night sky yiel… each glint a reflection of your dr… for every night and day you were b… so let those dreams continue to ta… as the universe reveals a spectrum…
Is this how Patricia felt Standing on the sidelines Watching her man Love another woman? Watching what once was
find yourself in the chaos and soar... don’t let the madness around you cripple you
i love the way you pretend like the darkness inside doesn’t s… like the bitterness you cradle doe…
you with eyes like cosmic dust from exploded meteorites hauled ac… with a smile of a thousand galaxie… make my knees buckle against empty… when the electric touch of your fi…
If I promise to be your easel Baby would you paint the world? Would you leave traces like footpr… Of all the things we swore never t… So that we can always find our way…
Different kind of heartbreaks, sam… For death knows not its murderer a… It’s all the same in the end The sunken eyes and the drooping s… Like drying tear drops