Feathers

To recall, remember. I remember those days.
Imbibed, engraved. How could I forget ?
Of catching floating leaves. Of floating with falling leaves.
Of falling and getting up again.
Of flying.

To recall, remember. I remember I used to fly.
Embedded. Those suns I held in my palm.
Before they exploded into the glistening black of night.
Of befriending birds. Of the wind on my back.
Of soaring through mists and clouds.
Of flying.

Unchained.
Sifting and gliding through the melodies I could never create.
And hearing the songs I could never sing.
And holding the air I could never grasp.
Of letting it go to where it belonged.

To recall, remember. I remember those wings.
I desire. To be one with the air again.
To be free.
Where everything is perfect.
Where I befriended the rain.
Where I befriended the flame.
Of searching.
Of unfolding those wings.
Of flying again.

And again.

To Rinse

Well, let's look on the bright side of things.
Blinding bright, everything's burning.
Sever these ropes, so restricting.
When we're the only ones who can save this now.

We really always were.
This town is ours, and it's burning.
Burning.
Burning.

Spewing embers of distance.
A blaze meant to be washed away.
And struggle we will, if we must.
I know you will.
Trust.

I trust you.
I'll fight this arduous fight.
Fight with me.

We'll rebuild this city.
Make it a country.

And then live in our own little world.

Faith

Cobblestones and pavements.
Breezes insecure.
Open doors and glowing stones.
Differences.

I searched for help.
You answered me.
I follow You.
And forever will.
You alone know my soul.

When I know not the path to choose.
I look.
I look to You.
And while I search and question,
The answer is standing too.

I know I shall forever more be servant unto You.
You died to forgive me of my sins.
I stand and salute You.

The Invisible People

We are the Backbones of your existence.
Yet you fail to notice Us.
We hide behind your curtains
Hoping one day you'll let Us through.
We are the Backbones of your existence.
The Invisible People.
We are the Backbones of your existence.
Yet you fail.
You fail to notice Us.

All the flowers are dying.
The flowers We planted for you.

Now my own gun is used against me.

Should I have spoken those words ?
They're laughing at me.
Talking about me.
High up in the trees.
The world is on fire, and I'm the hero to blame.
The paint is turning to water.
The nails have become so weak.
Low down in the bushes,
They're pointing their fingers at me.
Pointing their fingers at me.
What have I done ?

A Dissonnant Similarity

Unstable serenity.
The spark that leads to a fire.
Amend your errors while the clock still ticks.
Malice just does not deserve so much respect.
What's your real name ?
Prevarication is on the wane.
Dusk is drawing nearer.
This war is rallentando.
The sun shall cease to glow.
This war will rage no more.
Discard your guns !
They are of no use.
There is but one war to fight.