Fading In

Tuning into your frequency,
I need your voice to come in clear,
Its the only thing that keeps me ready,
Its the only thing that can't disapear.

So why do I turn it off,
try to shut it down,
and waste my time running around
like a foolish person,
well I guess its cause I am one.
I need you in spite of
despite of my efforts to drown you out,
please come back around,
I need you again,
come back in,
I hear you fading in.

I know I can be stubborn and full of myself,
I dont know what Im doing, I could use some help.
When I think I've got a clear signal it starts breaking up,
Im breaking up,
from the inside out,
Im falling down,
please dont fade out,
come fading in,
I need your sound,
Im breaking, spinning out

Im Alone

Sitting in the sun,
listenin to the wind.
Not much has begun,
and Im Alone Again.

I've got a story for you
its kinda sad but its the truth
Its my joyful story about who
I spend most of my time with these days,
Cause I find more time is slipping away,

And Im alone,
again,
with my very best friend,
yeah Im alone, again
And I dont mind theres no hand to hold,
its best if you leave life with unfolded hands
You've got nothing left, thats when you get hope,
and Im alone
again.

The cold breeze doesnt bother me,
I'm sitting with the song birds outside,
It doesnt matter that Im cold and alone
it really isnt the first time
I am happier this way,
and Im ok,
cause human happiness isnt worth much anyway

To tell you the truth his scars are my company
your cars and money dont make you fancy free
and you envy me
cause theres something you see
that you dont got inside yourself
dont turn over in your grave, just turn over yourself

Criminal Prints

I am my own tragedy,
I am my bitter calamity,
I am a living soul,
A dying body on parole,
Yeah a dying body on parole.

I'm the criminal,
I've got blood on my house and hands,
I've given up the holy vigil,
assembled a mansion of shifting sand,
pretty to behold with the eye,
until you went and looked inside,
and the inside was just the shack of a criminal,
with dirty fingerprints everywhere.

How can you escape the ghost of yourself,
A living soul in a dying shell.
What do you do when you havent been doing what you're supposed to?
Who can erase the fingerprints,
who can tear down the wall and split apart,
the living and the dead in your heart.
Who can keep us alive,
where is the breath of life,
can he cure the predictable,
and wash the hands of a criminal

Run to the River

Exhausted and breaking,
My very bones aching,
I need some relief from this life
I open my eyes,
where the streams have run dry
There is a river shining like night skies.

And though my body is weary
and my eyes are bloodshot red
I lift myself from the dirt,
and wipe away the tears I've shed

And I run to the river,
I run to its arms,
the blood stains in my garments run
into the blue vein and come undone,
I run to the river,
My aching body floats
like a weightless breath of air
You quench my thirst, and I know youre there
The last heat mirages shiver,
when I run to the river

Its my last day I know
I feel it in my bones,
I am tired and alone,
Oh Lord have you left your throne
The wells are all dried up,
I've been hung out and cried up,
but I crawl over the last hill
and see it still,

Pick up my dirty feet,
My hands are cracked and dry,
I've been running through hot streets,
Everyone says I'm gonna die,
I running on my last breath,
Im gonna take my last step,
Run to the river,
you are my river,
Soak through my skin,
Come thick and thin,
Wash away my sin,
Im a sinner,
So I'll run to the river

I'm Still Fighting

I groan inside
My soul is weary
Theres no life
Within this city
It feels like
I'm breathing to a brick wall
They cant hear a thing at all

And I wonder,
is this fight for me
Is this life really worth living
But you fight for me,
so I'll fight for them
Back to the wars again
I won't give up till you give the cry
And all will see and hear why
you are God
But right now I'm still fighting

And I war with myself
and my own blind ambition
I dont listen well
Feels like another numb rendition
But I'm still fighting
I'm still crying
They're still dying,
thats why I'm fighting

Embered Paper

My eyes are burning out
like paper that won't burn up
And I am staring down,
All that you are made of.

You cant do this on your own
Cant fight your battles alone
Cause this world will drive you cold
And chill you to the bone

I'll be the eyes burning bright
Like a piece of embered paper in the night
Clear the smoke screen
whats inside
All you are and could be
will divide
Catch the fire youre just scrap paper in the wind,
But you could be burning out so hold on tight
Like a piece of embered paper in the night.

Embered paper
edges red
You remember yourself
when you are his again
Embered paper
burning bright
can't fight for yourself
give up your life
Embered paper
Embered paper
scraps held by the savior
Burn out like embered paper

Colors of Confusion

A disrupted symphony
The skip of a heartbeat
Confusion has made its home in me

This is my attempt to see
why I always crash to pieces
on the freeway of cold and empty

I wanna be there
my feet are firmly planted here
all that I think I want disappears
why can't I move, move past delusions
my instruments of warped illusions
I wear the colors of confusion

Nothing makes sense to me at all
where is the sense in emptiness and free for all
why must I wear these colors

Is the belief, the truth, the one, the truly discovered
The hope, the out, the new life uncovered,
The fight to fight, the love unlike any other,
Will you come and make me yours
give me your colors