In Having Faith in Fate

Should I shadow you in her footsteps,
Follow her shadows in your path
Had I lost the chance to say goodnight,
To you tonight my love would never lose you

In having faith that some day I would breathe again,
To see you looking through my eyes
I could feel the air going through me once again
I never once believed in these smaller things

Should I wade in the ocean, with sharks swimming at my feet?
Knowing deep down, my heart is deep down way underneath?
Had I lost my way, I may never have found this beautiful place,
To you tonight, my heart once led me down this road

In having faith in fate,
I knew that with God one day
I could see you,
And you not see me in my worst of way

Should you sit by her doorknob,
Follow her hand as it changes everything in this room,
Had she held her head up, and her eyes caught mine
To heaven and back I’d go, just to pass you by, my moon

In having faith in fate,
To become a man I knew I would see
As my father once believed
This is the gravity, this is the real me

Somewhere Behind Beaten Windows

The hand crosses a face,
Moves the blood through the cells
Letting go of ghosts
Freedom from all attacks

It was said we would dance,
Never guessed it would be like this
While your handouts are free
You are one who will never be

A moment past a second,
A second past this moment
This time I won’t forget to make memories
This second time around

Given the expenses of breathing your air
It’s becoming too rich to handle us
Somewhere behind beaten windows
Screams just let me out

They move unsafely against the other
Thin metal sheets keep crossing these lines
While the needle keeps spinning these lies
Lines keep disappearing around his straw

Summon your devils
Beats the hell out of me
Letting go of my soul
Just to be free with you

Maybe I’ll Come Home, Expecting Love, Lovingly Expected

Walks the thin trapeze wire,
Bombs on either side
Expecting love,
We have run out of gas on this ride

Slowly we open our bleeding eyes,
There’s no returning
To come home, we realize
Is only going into hiding

It’s you, the long held wind caught me to see
Should I become able to breathe
It’s you, the long held words, you once said to me
Like all things, I found my hearts thief

Walks along the dust, unclear of exact location
Walls on either side
Lovingly expecting
Maybe I’ll come home, but for now I’m out of gas

A Night at the Examining Board

I had this insane dream last night, and I loved it so much I thought I should share it with everyone. It starts out at home, going through old things and finding a tape that says “brothers” on it. So I put it in and it is Jason and I at some doctors office. Everything is inaudible. You see us playing a game together for a while but then he goes in for is appointment. Shortly after something strange goes wrong with my eyes, because my they turn red. Next thing I know I’m in the doctors office. In my dream, I can’t remember anything that happened after I went in so I called my brother and asked what office it was at. He told me all about it and also said that at that time, they had found out that there was something physically wrong with me. So I go to this office and tell them I had been curious about seeing my records. They informed me that even I wasn’t allowed to see them, but since I was there that I would be capable of talking to a doctor. So I said sure. So a little bit of time goes by and I am looking around this lobby, and it has changed only with updated looks and I’m trying to force my memory to tell me what happened, but nothing would click. Then I hear my name get called, and it is this absolutely gorgeous woman and she brings me into this “Examination Room 2” and there is 3 other doctors getting stuff ready. She then lays me down and grabs these needles that are shaped like a claw. She says “don’t worry you won’t feel anything” and in the back of my mind I’m going crazy, like what the fuck is going on. Next thing I know she is starting at my temple, making minor incisions. And I stop feeling pain as she goes around my face, as another doctor starts putting these small plastic slivers between each of my teeth. And another doctor is giving me massages everywhere from my arms to my back to my legs to my feet as this lady is still going around making minor incisions. Almost like acupuncture but much creepier. The last doctor starts stitching up each and every spot that there has been a cut. And the insane thing was that in this all, I only felt swollen. As if they had numbed me up everywhere but without using a numbing agent. For the most part, I wasn’t even watching. I was damn near sleeping. And it felt like a stream of water went over me as they all stopped. No more incisions, the doctor that had been doing that was still rotating me for the other doctors, and as the doctor who had inserted the plastic slivers between all of my teeth had been done, he started them out. You could see blood stored in some form of reservoir in each of them. The doctor who had been putting the stitches in started taking them out as well, all the while there was a specific pattern of massaging going on from the last doctor. As it all stopped, I saw everything again. And I looked first at the table I had been laying on. This process was so exact, that the table itself had markings on it for where the blood from my temple would and did land, including a pattern of how it should fit within these borders, and markings for everything else. It showed where saliva would land with and without blood based upon the timing. When it was all said and done, they gave me a sheet that was an analysis of anything that they thought I needed to do for my body. And I still somehow had the courage still to ask the doctor out.