Sleep

The evening hangs beneath the moon, 
A silver thread on darkened dune.
With closing eyes and resting head
I know that sleep is coming soon.

Upon my pillow, safe in bed,
A thousand pictures fill my head.
I cannot sleep, my mind’s a-flight;
And yet my limbs seem made of lead.

If there are noises in the night,
A frightening shadow, flickering light,
Then I surrender unto sleep,
Where clouds of dream give second sight,

What dreams may come, both dark and deep,
Of flying wings and soaring leap
As I surrender unto sleep,
As I surrender unto sleep.

Charles Anthony Silvestre

There's a place for us

Somewhere a place for us.

Peace and quiet and open air

Wait for us, somewhere.

There's a time for us.

Someday a time for us.

Time together with time to spare

Time to learn, time to care.

Someday, somewhere.

We'll find a new way of living.

We'll find a way of forgiving.

Somewhere.

There's a place for us.

A time and place for us.

Hold my hand and we're halfway there

Hold my hand and I'll take you there.

Somehow, someday, somewhere.

~Stephen Sondheim

What is the womb?

It's green in the mountains
Spring has arrived.
The air is still cold from the winter snow,
Air crisp, one's soul can breathe here.
The wind threatens to be killing
But comes and goes.
Sometimes merry.
Sometimes somber.

It changes to a rose, thorny in the night.
An old soul, a young face brightens and ages
Withers then dies.

Church bells, funeral bells, dinner bells
Wedding bells, Hell's bells,

A wailing woman sits in the background
Whether she wails from pain or suffering
Or just to hear her voice do it.
Then it fades.

I wonder if my mind is changed by this.

A truck travels down a night road
Forever, the truck goes on,
Forever.

Eternity beckons, I follow, saxophone in tow.
The moments like this when a jazz musician plays on,
Play on in the night, oh peice of eternity!

This is the dreaming part.

A child is born. He cries and cries.
The mother is patient, kind, sweet.
There is no greater love than that which this mother gives.
He grows and grows, eventually will die.
And we wonder why babies cry.
The love is always there.

Waves of sound in my ears.

What is the womb?

Fury

The wind blew hot and hard from an angry sea

And my lover had a house of cards where he kept his love for me

And I stayed safe and sound until the red was in his eyes

But my paper house fell to the ground when that angry wind would rise.

In fury.

My lover was two men, the damned and the blessed

A dozen roses in his hand and fire in his fist

He said he floated weightless above his evil twin

Who put the rips in my blue dress and purple on my skin

In fury.

So I dug a grave in self-defense and threw a few things in

The bones of my innocence and my memories of him

And long nights I lie single in my bed

With red red lights behind my eyes and shouting in my head

In fury..

The wind blows round my door and mutters through my dreams

But it can't break in by force through solid wooden beams

It was my lover's parting gift, a whirlwind and a stone

That burned his letters, broke his spell and froze my bones...

Ah, fury.

Over My Shoulder

Over my shoulder,

Running away.

Feels like I'm falling,

Losing my way.

Cold, and dry.

Cold and dry.

Fog out my daylight

Torture my night.

Feels like I'm falling,

Far out of sight.

Cold and drunk.

Tired. Lost.

- Mika

Adam

My sometime lover who left,
Only had we forged the bond
To be broken when so new.
I hate the once stolen sweet moon
Only for being stolen, not for being sweet.
I am broken without you.
And it hurts and it hurts and it hurts.....

And So It Goes

In every heart there is a room
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds from lovers past
Until a new one comes along.

I spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self-defense.

And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes,
And so will you soon I suppose.

And if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worse mistake
So I will share this room with you.
And you can have this heart to break.

And this is why my eyes are closed
It's just as well for all I've seen.
And so it goes, and so it goes,
And you're the only one who knows

So I will choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break.



-Billy Joel

It all seems too pointless,
my life, some days.
There's nothing in this life but
Dumbass kids making mistakes
Trapping themselves,
Justifying it all with
"Let me make my own mistakes"
And it all means nothing.
I stood there with tears
and asked you why.
You looked and smiled
and were amazed,
That someone like me could feel like this,
You said,
"Kristen it's alright, just cry
Cry so you can heal.
Don't be sorry, Kristen,
It will work out fine, just cry.
Don't be sorry
For how you feel.
Let me hold you
Don't let me hold you back,
Just understand that I am here.
And I love you."

Jar of Hearts

You know I can't take one more step towards you.
Because all that's waiting is regret.
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore.
I lost the love I loved the most.
Learn to live half a life.
Now you want me one more time.

Who do you think you are?
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart.
You're going to catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul.
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back into your arms
I learned to live half a life
And now you want me one more time

It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how it put the light back in my eyes
I wish that I missed the first time that we kissed
Because you broke all your promises

Who do you think you are
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're going to catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul.
So don't come back for me
Don't come back at all.




Christina Perri
Drew Lawrence
Barrett Yeretsian

My heart is torn
Yet beats still.
My mind is sharp
Yet numbs itself.
The pain is limitless
But proves I am alive.
I will strive to live as I grieve
And as I grieve I will strive.