Where the Madness Begins

Morning Still Sleeping

2004-12-30T13:35:00.000-05:00

Fabric seems woven
to have my world presented
with yet another possibility

Today's lesson
was brought to me
by the back of my cereal box
as I was barely enough awake
to realize that another day had begun

The new cold air
seeped slowly inside
from discrepancies in the walls
and the slight shiver
kept me comforted

And in the clarity of my mind
I remembered my dreams
as I slept
and I closed my eyes
to drift away again

Letting Go

2004-12-29T13:39:00.000-05:00

The ocean ran dry
before the rusted anchor
descended to the floor

I'm passively gathering
the pieces together
to see if they'll form
the tallest tower
that this city
has ever seen

If I can climb again
I might reach
the top to gaze
and define my own existence

Or I can lay
with the sun to my back
and let the warmth
creep inside

Such a luxury
to feel so priveleged
just to be able
to fly in my mind

I've replaced my sight
with the images in my mind
and now I finally see
what everything means
I can almost reach
a higher level

And I'll pace the grounds
and be pacified
with the tranquility
that's presented to me

Or I can swim
and kiss the waters
and have them make me
whole again
and let go of conventions
to be at ease

Tedious overwhelmings
no longer haunt
and violences will hold off
until another time

Tomorrow

2004-12-28T13:57:00.000-05:00

Hope you had a good time here
Hope you would think of me
Hope we'll smile again
before you leave

Cause this one's got a moment to save
This one's got a second to live
and this one's got a lifetime to share

But all we read
and all we see
is all that remains

And all that's left to show
is the melted wax
of the candle we lit
so long ago

Clock is ticking
Head is spinning
And knees are bent
on solid ground

Sounds of the voices
of the children of today
were once awake to find
a perfect mixture
of love and hatred
once distinct

We don't even recognize
the film of tears
that cover the canvas

We don't even know
if there's a way
in which to form our days

But we can start today
to rebuild tomorrow

If you'll come with me
we can structure our gestures
to point the way to tomorrow

Just an idea
Just a thought
but we can try
to find the gates to tomorrow

Talk to Me

2004-12-27T13:44:00.000-05:00

Can I hear
you speak again
just once more

I've come all this way
just to listen

Take it as a compliment

I'll look into your eyes
and open my heart
if you'll move your lips
and move my soul

I'll feel the depths
of your profoundness

I've come all this way
over these hills
just to understand
and feel the way you do

Just let me hear
you speak again
and take me in

Now talk to me

Again in a Day

2004-12-23T13:10:00.000-05:00

Starting to remember
the days when I would
just fall asleep
thinking that everything
would be ok

Feel like I touched down
just to see the kites
go back up again

I'm half in somewhere
where the pieces
interlocked better back when
half a nation's full of idiots
didn't seem to make it past part one
without falling asleep
at the wheel
and the other half
just stopped to stare

I'm still wondering
why the key fit
so perfectly to begin with

A Moment

2004-12-22T16:49:00.000-05:00

United with shackles
facing sunlight
discovering day
released for a moment
only to be
swallowed again

Smoke rising
and filling the lungs
to satisfy a moment

No one is told
but no one feels
the way I do right now

Christmas spice
is everything nice
and the eardrums receive
the vibration of something alive

It'd be nice to hear
but I never hear
the carols being sung outside

It'd be nice to hear
but all I hear
is the sound of the clock on the wall

Shattered to hell
but all is well
in the mind of this madman.