Midnight Blues

hey, it's midnight

coughing up the muddy sounds of another lost vision and creeping through the fog of loss

hey, it's midnight

throwing stones at the headlights of damnation and smiling with the clowns in my pocket

midnight- don't you know me

midnight- will you ever forget her

hey, it's midnight

falling down the drunken staircase into yesterdays shadow and leaving tomorrow in the empty hall

hey, it's midnight

davey ruby's is calling for his share of the poverty and asking about chances of an early invitation to the other side of life

midnight- remember all the sunshine

midnight- remember all the rain

(warmer in the circle of the shadows that flirted with dreamers searching for heaven) midnight

(hunger in the passion of the fringe that swept love off its feet) midnight

midnight- running from the sunrise

midnight- standing in the singularity

hey, it's midnight

hold me and all the past will wash away

hey, it's midnight

and i'm waiting for this moment in the pale light of the love that will never die

Happy

feeling small against the wall

feeling small against the wall

(here's something to make you happy)

feeling small against the wall

feeling small against the wall

crossing the precipice

dealing in death again

walking to indigo

freezing in hell begins

fourteen is twenty-two

my mind ingesting the clues

coroners uncovering green

sound is swallowing now

feeling small against the wall

feeling small against the wall

(here's something to make you happy)

feeling small against the wall

feeling small against the wall

spinning inside the vacuum of time the music grinds on without a sign- cataclysm

leaving and lying within the measure of trying to find the source of your crime- genesis

deeply sowing the seed

crawling toward light speed

creatures spring from belief

no one to take the wheel

withered and gasping

concealing the mastering

over and under the gun

never to taste the wine

feeling small against the wall

feeling small against the wall

(here's something to make you happy)

feeling small against the wall

feeling small against the wall

turn out the light

Love Freedom Magic

as the words go down on the water and dreams begin to flicker

along the shore the red queen dances around her alter while armies of desire march on

freedom is a magic few understand

the drums sound loudly echoing through the canyons of regret

and ring through the mountains of lost chances providing a score to the upcoming conquest

freedom is a magic few ever touch

magic comes from dreams lonely people never slept through

magic comes from dreams foolish people tried to live

magic comes from the empty spaces between lovers and friends

as the voices come over the water and shimmered dreams retreat

into the morning dew the red queen smiles as she greets me with a kiss

freedom is next to love

and freedom sleeps next to me

Shadow Love

i remember the night i held you in my eyes

i've never been closer to the edge

there is a darkness in your hue that sends me into a river of madness

i want to touch your sin

i want to be inside your shadow

i remember the morning i held your hand

i was falling over precipice

there is a space in your decadence that I must fill

i am your sin

i am within our shadow

Fragile: Handle with Care (My Venus de Milo)

you chose to play this game-
play it fair
the reaction to your action may shatter your hypothesis

don't break her heart
don't break her heart

you chose to play this game-
see it through
keeping your intent behind a veil will only hide the beauty of tonight

you chose to play this game-
play it fair
breaking the damn of desire will drown you when you cling to the anchor of doubt

don't break her heart

The Madness of Your Love (Meeting the Devil Along the Passage of Time)

looking for the way to go

down in front the movie plays a little slower

the gunshot of drama resonates a little louder

looking for the way to go

your heart beats at an uneven tempo

the perspiration of truth beads on your brow

the way to go

a journey into the madness of your love

the way to go

a quest for all the desires in the kingdom of your nighttime

looking for the way to go

a chance meeting with the devil changes the pace

his smile was more comforting than you expected

looking for the way to go

the warmth of darkness was a fascination you could not resist

inside the seasons of abandon the future consumes the weak

the way to go

indecision made me father to the whore of time 

the way to go

a map to the mystery of innuendo that leads to my salvation

the way to go 

i have received my passage to heaven through the depth of your passion

the way to go

was always in your arms

Shiver

in the glorious dawn of remembering
a victorious night of manhood
still drenched in pools of sweat and lust

you devoured my newest proposition
and left me convulsing in spasms of ecstasy unbound

a shiver in the sunrise

Ark of the Future

speeding towards a destination unknown

on a mission of the highest order

light speed into the future

vortex of imagination in the center of the cross

a coordinate in the galaxy of invention

on we go into the uncertainty of another lifetime

bring us home

shock waves penetrate the universe

the darkness split in two

an eternity of wonder meets the end of a dream

brightly shining star on the horizon

warms the eden of a generation lost eons ago

impact the event horizon of a new beginning

and with the seed now sown

chaos reborn

she brought us home

Time Out of Love

if we fly into tomorrow

will the sunset reach us before we fall?

never to return is the empty promise of a rainbow

slipping into the horizon

bound for a glory trapped in the window of your mind

the child inside us sins against the dreams the adult hides

and you wonder why we can’t touch the divine until we die

if we fly into tomorrow

will we escape the torture of this time?

solitude isn’t the cure for people

it’s the prevention of crime in the heart of man

if we fly into tomorrow

will we save the love that dies today? 

Monsters and Good People (I See the Beauty in Your Shadows)

standing on the back porch of life

i see everything in the shadows

chloroform in my vision

snow on my control

i see everything in the shadows

cold

coming from the west side of tomorrow

division

coming from the last rain of yesterday’s dream

the fear of his a hand on your back

the hidden fear is when it’s gone

now fold those promises for another time

neatly in the drawer next to love

the fear of no one watching has been your life's

wish

a star may die for you tonight

passion

a little bit of you died a lifetime of nights ago

standing on the back porch of life

i see everything in the shadows

mysteries and poetry in the struggle

creatures of the desolation roam

nightfall

lost forever in the decaying mind of doubt

future

in the evolution of digital gods

i see everything in the shadows

feel this fear inside you

don’t think about when it’s gone

open up another book in the library of disease

turn to the chapter on you

the fear of no one watching is the greatest thrill of all

awake

reborn into the watcher of a multitude of eyes

death

is the lie burning in your innocence

monsters one and all

you and i

monsters one and all

look left and right

monsters one and all

and i see the shadows in everyone

standing on the back porch of life

where i was born

where i never die

i see the shadows in everyone

Waiting At Riverside

(at riverside) 

we all fall down as the ground reaches up to greet us 

(at riverside) 

the sounds of weeping swirls and the choir reaches out to hold us 

in the darkest shadows of timelessness the sound of memories and visions strike chords that become melodies 

emerging from the cacophony of regret the troubadour croons this new symphony of loneliness and i silently weep into my welcoming hands unaware of the invisible strangers who cast mystic shadows down the passages of my insecurity 

you are gone

 

blue vibrations slither into my sub-conscience becoming a helix of contradictions conspiring with wicked words to form the shapes of desolation that will spiral into the vanishing point while the seed of despair blooms under light of the autumn moon 

i’m alone 

here-

with the water at my side i wonder 

here-

as the world passes me by 

here-

in the darkened assimilation of absence 

hollow eyes covet the intentions that will begin the rape of my psyche 

my empty arms clutch fading scenes of happiness in days long gone relegating me here in the space between living and dying the coldest place i have ever known 

my live inverted 

as my empty mind clutches arms that no longer hold me i sense new found shadows creeping ever closer to my center filling me with the cool subtle feeling that this simple space of tender earth is the last place i will ever know 

my life diverted 

here-

as the ripples of time wash over me 

here-

with the reaper of dreams approaching 

here-

in the desolation of unknown thoughts 

(at riverside) 

we all fall down as the ground reaches up to greet us 

(at riverside) 

the sounds of weeping swirls and the choir reaches out to hold 

us now as the slow dissolve brings us to black 

everything comes together so neatly at the end of our film 

we watch as the colors and sounds invade our mind 

and we imagine-

just for a second that we are there in the movie holding onto something 

of what we’re not sure 

but there is something worth believing in 

worth living for 

and as the credits roll, the house lights come up 

we look around...... 

our perception has fooled us 

life never follows a script 

riverside is calling

Siege At The Palace Of The Lizard Prince

and once again i drift away 

it is this cold recess of the early winter chill 

that floats down from the northern regions 

giving me an all to familiar sense of unfathomable horror 

to know that within the seemingly tranquil night air lurks those unnameable creatures 

those takers of breath who stop at nothing in an attempt to consume the very fire of my existence 

i am alone in this fight 

i stand with every tendon stiffened to the point of intolerable pain 

poised for the next onslaught of terror 

the depths of which can know no description 

the whole of my being braced for another swirling decent into hellish madness 

another battle with the hideous beasts of a world that is driven by grotesque misery 

the hollow sound of bells shake the very foundation of the tower in which they reside 

sending tremors of dread along my once rigid spine as the bringers of chaos are unleashed 

they descend upon my sanity without remorse ripping at my mental state with a lustful vengeance 

i can not win this fight, the fiends of nothingness extinguish my life-force 

leaving my soul a mere portion for the foxes of the netherworld 

and once again the sunlight greets me

Would You Like To Sell This Or Pawn It?

the wolf is standing in the doorway of time

and he so wants to eat

the wolf needs to make a deal-

but he does long for the good old days

when he could sink his teeth in your pretty flesh

the wolf needs to make a deal-

hollow

self-serving

plastic

dreams

the wolf needs to make a deal-

lifetimes

potential

integrity

honor

the wolf needs to make a deal-

oh, but how tasty you would be

your life dripping from his fangs

the wolf needs to make a deal-

selling the promise of your desires

to the clown just beyond the doorway of time

the wolf is the infinite sadness

patient zero in this epidemic of despair

selling his desire long ago

a feeding tube pumps in the life with just a little endorphin kick

he feels like he’s on the hunt and that’s ok

until the muscles twitch and the nostrils flair

his fate now grounded-

clown cock in the back of his throat

a reminder of his subservience

back to the grind wolfie-

“college degree eh? would you like to sell this or pawn it?”   

Someday Monday Will Ask You To Join Sunday In The Memory Of A Dream You Never Had

go

go far away

go-until the sun comes up on your fear

and the bittersweet dreams you can’t believe turn to dust

sing a song low and hold the notes until they drip into the brew of life

let the melody ferment in rainbow villages the queen of sleep hides in the mist

go

go far away

go- so we can be set free of the blackbirds curse

and the shadow of the past you refuse to let slip into the night

sing a sin for the poets and madmen until the penance has been paid

let them come to the platform and condemn the king of fools for his sorrow

go far away stranger

to another land

wet the beak of lust and salvation

go far away stranger

roam this earth forever

learn the secret of consolation

go

go far away

go- preach to the winter winds that howl inside your mind

and banish them to a forgotten underworld you created

drop the puzzle pieces of truth into the well of yesterday

watch the ripples roll across the sky you painted for a lover in the rearview mirror

 go far away stranger

to never see me again

go away stranger

i wish to longer see me

Prelude In Dm

i’m watching you through the eyes of the cadaver

you have propped up in the corner of that special room inside your mind

things are not what you believe 

and this danger is more real than any shadow you may have chased away last night

into the valley of steely demons we run

and this is just the opening act

run 

rabbit

run 

Look In The Mirror And Tell Me What You See

so you think you might be crazy-

you sleep with your eyes open

and run with the wild wind

but you know it’s not that easy

can you put the knife in to the bone?

so you think you might be in the sky-

you sing without knowing the words

and swim the rivers of chaos

but you know that’s not the reason why

can you skin the living with your hands?

so you think you might be at one with god-

you see the figures dancing in the corners

and you find the meanings of syllogizes

but you know it’s nothing you control

can you pull the stars down in the daytime?

so you think you might be me-

you see the bodies naked when they’re hidden

you touch the depth of strangers in disguise

but you’ve yet to reach precipice of madness

can you dive in the darkness and still find the light?

there are monsters in here-

and you are not the witch finder

and you are not the demon seed

there are monsters in here-

and you are not the bright light

and you are not the serpent inside

there are monsters in here-

so you think you might be a monster-

there is still only one face in your mirror  

Falling Down the Rabbit Hole of Tomorrow

uncertainly simple thoughts pour from her mind

sunshine breaks the dawn of her smile

the flow of her soul tells you another story

shadows of a an endless river night

loving may be all she wants to know in the heart of her swirling daydream

night passages to the heart of the quest wind down the road

of what she hopes will lead her into the arms

of one who will care forever

and into a lifetime of unbroken dawns

over the seas of adversity she sails

holding this dream in her heart

though the blunt and jagged rocks of heartbreak strands her momentarily

a new ship will set sail in the creeping sunrise

is the mystery the answer?

is the myth of tomorrow worth the cost?

only time can teach us the questions

only living can take us through the doorway of curiosity

on the winds of uncertainty she falls into the whisper of the darkness

the shadows of night bring the desire for a second chance

to walk the path or set out on a course unknown

having sex with a question of making love to a enigma

the choice we all must face under the stars of living

when the mystery wakes up to find the myth has gone 

The Dreamer's Ball

a sensation dances inside the moment of a dream

a dreamer's vision of beauty unbound

she sways to the "one in a million chances" waltz

brilliantly she twirls through the clouds 

and the crowds floating with grace and beauty

sending earthquakes of anticipation through the ground she touches

the dreamer breathes faster with the notion of 

just one caress of her gentle hand 

how scrumptious the feeling of sharing the dance

to melt into the essence of her beauty

to feel the warmth of her flame burning this dance into the forever 

a mystic waltz in this dreamers desolation 

to release the anguish of a life lived at a distance

the moment fades as all too soon 

the alarm clock fucks me back to the reality....

of dreaming about a dance

Because...

because love is never simple

because love is never easy

or perhaps that's just us

who we are

i the extremist 

you the quiet mouse

because loving you has been so simple

because loving you has been so easy 

or perhaps that's just me

you the passenger on my roller coaster 

i the madman at the wheel

because loving me has been a puzzle

because loving me has been a tempest in a teacup 

or perhaps that's just you

i the doctor of dramatics 

you the actress on the stage

because life has never been a dream

except when we're alone

and the world can't intrude

that my dear is just us

we the frightened dreamers

holding onto each other 

because together we are something special

and nothing in heaven or earth can change that

just because.....may i kiss you?

Where the Master Lies

where the master lies

whispering into the thunder

holding the strings of prophecy 

where the master lies

in a tomb of reckoning?

atop a mountain of chaos?

within a fortress of darkness?

where the master lies

waiting for you

That Was Before Portland

i was moved by your willingness to give our life all your best

so stand beside me in the pouring rain 

never break down when we went on the run

when the senses numbed and my well ran dry you took my hand

you gave me cause 

that was before Portland 

when the engines failed 

and the big winds came

before Portland 

and another me found another you 

before Portland 

it was a cotton candy world 

we danced in moonlight 

in a sepia toned dream we ebbed and flowed

slightly less than heaven in a whirlpool of emotion

we caught the brass ring of tomorrow 

that was before Portland 

when the engines failed 

and the big winds came

before Portland 

and another me found another you 

before Portland 

you can hold onto dream until tomorrow

but you can't keep tomorrow from becoming yesterday 

someday

any day

after Portland 

that was before Portland 

when the engines failed 

and the big winds came

before Portland 

and another me found another you 

before Portland