whereThisends: itstheFirsttime

here you lay beside the empty green grass
here they all lay next to the empty brown glass
out of mind for now
when they don't feel concentrated
oh they will be obligated

here you lay, arms spread wide, wide
my heavy breathing is something for this event
and now we make for the door hoping to escape the reality
that we suffer in
this is the first time I have ever been this person

it is so sad that now we know you and I have money going out the door
paying off all the people who ever bet we would make it this far
for they were right for the best thing to ever happen
making it through this night is a test that neither one of us could have wanted to pass
now the wind blows hard, and the birds are speechless
in this world, there is no end
where this ends? we will never know
but the honest open hearted reaction is that we shall bear arms against all invaders
as your heart is not grounds for trespassing, and my heart is at full capacity
though you are a lone diner.

whereThisends: upbecomesUpsidedown

despite what words you say
I know I'll still be yours at the end of the day
in the meaning you try to find
an ability to make words to define

despair has been given to us all in forms
and this world is falling apart in uniform
each and every single plate drifting towards the edge of the globe
where this ends, up becomes upside down

we all gathered around to pass around the things nobody can confirm
as we all grasp onto the driftwood we loosen as we let go
we are as we all were, this is a kinder kind of killing
no ten bee's can find there way to the type of abysmal fate that we all testify to

you often try to offer nothing less than a sense of beginning
those words we speak in miserable tones weigh in the attempts we make on our life's

where this ends, up becomes the sunny side up of the last details made by those betrayals

Standing on the Ground

as gravity is pulling me away from this place now,
you are all I have to hold on to
when your palms are sweaty will you have what it takes to make
it out of this place, or are you somewhat paranoid.

maybe through the clouds, I will find hope in finding your logic
where everything is backwards and upside down
making the logical stand on the ground
you say I am full of something wasteful

there you stand, rotting through the pieces of a broken puzzle
sifting through the sand
hoping for some slight of hand
there is nothing there you need to look for

if prince charming would have been coming on a horse
he would have been made of oxygen and
eyes rolled back from unconsciousness
if I am prince charming, then I could go when I want

there is nothing that would make me want to leave
this ground without you
so if you could be my anchor,
I would like to set ship on your heart

come walk this plank, it never ends
when you come on board
you will never have to feel
like I am not the slightest bit of real

my shoes make the impressions on the moons surface
that somehow nothing is going to be about this
and somehow every dollar spent on love is going to
smite all my hard work

so if this is the ship you were sinking in
grab my hand
because the way up is harder
than being alive