- A Confession
You cause nothing but trouble wherever you burn. You're the sunlight in my open eyes, but I wont go blind today.
Cause when liars lead minds with their wiles and clever distractions, I see through them
And I've got experience dealing with repeat offenders, they swing from my branches, like unripened fruit, found wanting when weighed.
With all of the evidence finally laid out in front of me, I can almost taste
a confession, a confession.
So if the court would stay quiet for only a second, I'm pleased to make my case, and tell my story
but wait just a moment I'm passing a motion, I also am the judge, and the jury
- An Apology
Once upon a time a stutter disgusted me,
muttered distrust at me, pity you couldn’t fly.
I’ve only ever taken what’s mine,
So what if I help you, I’m helping myself, too?
Twice I got the wind knocked out of me, why?
Just to curl up and die? No, I’ve got too much pride.
So I breathe it in then let it out slow,
- Anon
Key Biscayne, where the colours are the same as they were in the dress of the lady I left there.
just like Italy or grand Paris or any other place with other mothers, daughters.
Cut to the bone, we always fall alone, that’s why I never call them back the morning after.
Just straighten my tie, and never leave a sign, and don’t respond with anything but laughter
- Avalon
Avalon turns 13 today, and she might be young but she’s got a lot to say
her name is like a fairytale and her future is the same
sometimes its hard to see beyond the fog of the here and now, but it wont be long,
before the clouds part and they sing your song, the song I’m singing, Avalon
Avalon, there’s so much love and beauty here around you
take a breath and let it out, the difference will astound you
take it from me, and a billion “we”’s, I personally guarantee
that’s nothing’s ever quite as bad as it seems when you’re 13
- Docteur
All in all I think I’d call this operation a success
I’ve closed the gash and sewed a patch to cover up this little mess
dying is much worse than being dead they say, they sewed
the patch to cover up the mess, what’s stitches long erode.
Everybody thinks I’m getting worse but really I am saved
Seen the truth split wide and used, sterilized and autoclaved
Dying isn’t half as bad as waiting for the knife to fall
- Guardians
With closed eyes I
see the knife slide
faith born in lies
you empathize
but I know what the monster looks like
I have kept his belly full
I know what the hunter fears
- I am an Island
I am an island, no man is an island but me
I reach out my leaves, and skillfully touch them to sea
I ship out a boat made of hope on the waves and watch as it slips below
I am an island, a island that nobody knows
I am an island, no man is an island but I’m not a man
I was raised by an ocean of creatures and brands
I give what I can of, the fruits and flowers that bloom on my skin
- Inherit Nothing
D --> Little boy b100, don't you play too rough with your new toy
D --> If you touch her, she'll break and her b100d is so annoying
D --> Don't you like to watch, much like a shadow lost in the shade
D --> Make her, you'll unmake her, but you'd rather be unmade
Oh
D --> It's not my place to interfere, my dear
Oh, no
- Let The Dread Come In
when I was a child sat upon my mother’s knee
by firelight she spoke of rights, and ancient history
and one phrase she repeated though I knew not what it meant
be safe, da’len, young lethallan,
may the dread wolf never catch your scent.
and as I grew I thought I knew the path my life would take
but when the dream broke open, only I was left awake
- Little Clown, A Sober Gamzee Fansong
what did you do, little clown?
from his neck the walls are bleeding brown
soon the blue to follow, then the green
last will be the brightest red you've seen
brightest red you've ever seen
I rotted little holes in all my flaws
I and also I will be your gods
- Mary
look at all the many colors, so exquisitely embroidered,
delicately and precisely sewn into a line
organized in harmony, relationships so intricate
how’d I ever come across a tapestry so fine?
but what is this?
you’re burning holes in my stitching
the colours bleeding into one big mess
- Nobodies
Do you remember being nobodies, discovering nothing was not that bad
when shared as a pair, both lost and long suffering, hiding in a frightening land
And do you remember feeling that anger, yet so much love and “for what?” you wondered
and now there’s no wondering, the wrong nervous muttering, no magic left at all
but I remember leaning against a backwards bent wing
and awaking to feel that your touch didn’t sting
- Our Aftermath
You were called like a curtain, split like a second, broken like a sword stuck in a rock
forged for a hero, birthed forth for a heart much purer than his/mine/ours.
It’s uncertain when the tables turned, but when all of your brothers have given their lives
for the strife you earned, you will get burned and it wont get better when put on ice.
And I wasn’t going anywhere fast, and my sister said she’d seen the end of my path.
The direction that I fly, straight through the eye of our aftermath.
And you have to ignore it, don’t think about before, you’ve got enough fight inside to fill five world wars.
It’s just a game, just another cause, you’re a switch and I’m a cog and last thing we need is another broken clock.
- Renovation
Sitting on the porch, behind the door, under the floor boards
you see ants are digging trenches and you contemplate what for
and you’ve untied your laces just to find a reason not to run
and when the final aglet’s bitten off the ridges of your teeth have dulled
and when you tear your cuticles and chew at all your scars
it’s not to get attention it is just to pass the hours,
cause every minute ants are digging holes in your imagination,
soon the wizards all have alzheimers and every castle’s closed for renovation
- Sweet
Hello, my candy coated darling, it’s your vanilla baby
I’ve come to say I love you and I always have
I find it so amusing, I used to be confused and
afraid that you would never love me back
But now I see that we were always meant to be
you and me forever planting lots of family trees
counting out our children, half a zillion at least
- The Cricket And The Hamster
Said the cricket to the hamster
you looked lonely sitting on your own
so I decided to come join you
because we share a cage, we share a home
Said the hamster to the cricket
I am fine alone, it's what I choose
but the cricket was persistent
she knew all the tricks and chirps to use
- The Path
I'll leave you my bottles, babe
Ill wrap them in wool and lay
them down in your crib
I'll miss what might have been
I'll leave you my swords and shades
I'll put all my good into one place
and ironys aftertaste
- Ugly Story
i am a prince and i livve in a ship an i aim my rifle an i shoot from the hip
an i havve a friend i pity quite a bit
she said "grab your gun let's )(ave some fun, s)(are wit)( me your perigees
I )(ave responsibilities, I cannot run!"
"I do not wis)( the deat)( of any living t)(ing,
I mig)(t be a killer but one day I s)(all be queen
and put an end to slaug)(ter, but until then I'm keen