Not Fair

The road ahead seems never-ending
And my feet have yet to touch the ground
A kite rising out of spite
To never come back down
Sleep on cotton candy clouds
Let it last for hours
Oh, reality’s so sour

Thorns

What’s it with you and friction?

What’s with the drama?
The one who always gets hurt
Such a clueless victim 

There is no transformation

Won’t be a better person
You’re just a dog chasing cars
Dressed in innocence

Home And Far Away

Storm

I adore the way you

Carve my name into your tongue
With that curious voice
You always tie me down

And your hymn sends my mind
All the way across the sky
I could fight it, but I find
That it gives me a high

It’s an irresistible thrill
A puddle of mud
It’s impossible to keep still
When we could cause a flood

It amazes me how
There’s a storm in my head
You blew the soft breeze away
And put some chaos there instead

And I can float, I can sail
Turn into a hurricane
All my thoughts turn to hail
It’s delightfully insane