5.16.2005

-Other Castle 1

Dissapointment's
Crowding
My accomplishment's nemesis
Frustration's
Preparing
to assault the mind's ambition
I'm walking
in circles
but never coming around
I'm giving
My heart away
and never hearing your sound

5.07.2005

I'm giving out pamphlets to get support, to save your soul
We'd give everything, but you're looking so old
Like a wilted lily whose roots are firmly grounded
To let this beauty wither, leaves none astounded
Give you a place
To hide
There a beauty you mind find
A way to live and love or die
Some men told me I was to be a leader, I'm not so sure anymore. The words that follow may make no sense, but there's a pattern involved, I know it. Something peaking through on a subconscience* level, they've shown it. It was literally nothing the mind can see, but it can be perceived in dream, only when eyes are obselete.*

-I used to love magnificently
-Phone Operator
I'm an escapist theory
The part where 5+1=30
You're not my G-d anymore
You're no longer sought after anymore

I want to lay in the grass
And let the sun shine warm upon my face
Never to worry about loss of sense of grace

Mr. Charles can take the heroine
I'm partial to psychocylibin

Listen to the birds sing
In perfect random order ever chiming
Listen to teh birds sing
In perfect melodious chorus ever flying

5.06.2005

Hello,
How are you doing today, what kind of sky will bring teardrops before rain, who gave away the stars you praised, and nestled back into their comfortable hiding place