IT’S NEVER A WASTE OF TIME

Nothing’s ever a waste of time

To learn from what you find

Even when it’s a hard road to climb

It’s never a waste of time

 

As you can possibly see

When you’re crying to me

That I’m there if you need

A someone who will heed

 

And it’s times like these

That seem hard to believe

As we’re weak in our knees

But we’ll never beg to please

 

And I know you can see

Yeah I told you you’re free

As your wings begin to freeze

Over life’s stormy seas

 

You know I’d do what I can

To help you with your plan

But you must make your way

And then do what you say

 

Even though I’ll lend my hand

Your choice is yours to stand

Without getting in the way

The sun keeps coming everyday

 

Nothing’s ever a waste of time

Even when you have peace of mind

But even that road is hard to climb

It’s never a waste of time

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LEND

Come inside

Always seem to run and hide

Blow down

Running through my mind

Shout out

Break my love into the ground

Fucked doubts

Listen to the shattered sound

Again…

Let me run again

Let me run again..

Then

I would fuck it up again and again

 

In my mind

Always getting blurred to me

This time

I’ll land somewhere in clarity

Then I’ll do it again and again

My turn to lend a hand to a friend

 

Feel this inside

Let writhe your scorched mind

Until I’ve died

I’ll be right where you can find

I know when

You came into my reality

I’m hard to be

Strapped to my clarity

Again…

Let me live again

Let me live again…

Then

Let me fuck it up again and again

 

I feel a kind

A bit shadowed and surreal

In a time

I stretched out far to feel

And I’ll do it again and again

Until I lend a hand to a friend

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

IN THE FRET OF OUR EXISTENCE

Fear-

It’s what brought us here.

Tear-

It’s what’s shed my dear.

 

How is it that lives co-mingle

In the fret of our existence

And we’re afraid to touch it

As we struggle with such resistence

 

Path-

It’s our only friend

Laugh-

It’s what I’ll do in the end

 

Searching like raptors

For our juicy surprise

Once we see, we’re captors

Lunging toward life’s demise

 

Pain-

It’s how we come to relief

Strain-

It’s how we perceive our belief

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE EAGLE’S GIFT

Injured in my own borders

Can’t see my way through

These walls were where my comforts lie

Now they have fallen into

 

To escape would be to abandon

And live with the results my fled

I can already see the horizon

Without blue, black or red

 

I’ve lingered in here for so long I can’t feel

The torture has been an accustomed dwell

Now I must become this solitary keel

Or else adrift into this bottomless hell

 

I sense that my distortions are heavy

My timeless hopes fly like mist

So thick and dense as a sturdy levy

Collapse in the wake of love’s gist

 

I will crawl out of the rubble

And in due time see once again

As this blurred reflection makes me humble

I know that I’ve never lost a friend