"Sometimes the only way to stay sane
Is to go a little crazy"

Butterflies
Arms spread
Round and round and round
With the voices in her head

Doesn't care
That you can't see
The shadows in the heavens
The ghosts in the trees

It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun to me

No regrets
Dancing queen
Calling to the wild
Making a scene

Oblivion
Has taken hold
Preaching to the crowd
As the madness unfolds

It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun to me

Free
Broken shackles of the world
Fall under her bare feet

Sanity
Dances on a wire
And tiptoes out of reach

I'm jealous of her fantasy
A Mad Hatter wannabe
Wish away this reality
Why couldn't it be me

"I wish you could see it all like I do.  
It's beautiful"

t kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun
It kinda sounds like fun to me

Bliss

It took me all my life
And looking back i see
All of it matters

The cruel the kind
The ties that bind
The lovers left behind
All of it matters

The bent the true
The points of view
The coming of the new
All of it matters

The dull the shine
The sultry wine
The godless the divine
All of it matters


The love the hate
The choice the fate
Apologies too late
All of it matters

The nights the days
The price you pay
The laughter that betrayed
All of it matters

The pain the sex
The blind success
The times put to the test
All of it matters

The right the wrong
The times we longed
Never singing her this song
All of it matters

All of it matters

When the last drop hits the water
And it all starts turning grey
You can only watch it spin
All your moments washed away

Looking back you'll see it clearly
And you wonder where it's gone
As a thought wells up inside you
But it won't matter any more

All of it Matters

Quiet
It needs to be quiet
All this space surrounding me
Why can't in be quiet?

I hold my hands up to my ears
And pray for some silence
But the noise
Is burning my fingers

Pressure
Building slow
All I know is filled with this pressure
It needs to release
   
I hold my hands up to my ears
And pray for some silence
But the noise
Is burning my fingers

Sour
Everything's sour
In my discordant reflection
There's no relief

I hold my hands up to my ears
And pray for some silence
But the noise
Is burning my fingers

Rage
Nothing but the rage
Can't hear.  Can't see. Can't think
This mindfuck complete

I hold my hands up to my ears
And pray for some silence
But the noise
Is burning my fingers

Deliverance Lost

Blind from their disease
They're brought to their knees
And told it's alright
So they're alright

That's when it begins
They try to pull me in
I tell them I'm alright
Yeah I'm alright

Calls to join the fray
This time it's your turn
I'll just sit in the shade
And watch the blind burn
How else will they learn?

The leader you follow is barren and hollow
Yet somehow the hate that they breathe
Smells like a rose

The ghosts of the silent who dared not defy him
Stand by your side, pointing
Their eyes turned away

It's time for a change from this moral decay
Caught in this caustic relation
There's no need to stay

So why.  Don't.  You.  Stop

Fight and disobey
This time it's our turn
To help them with their way
Or let the blind burn
How else will they learn?

The Blind Burn

The warpath
We tread
Is taking us right
To your door
 
Our ignorance hides behind
The flags that we fly
For you

The book
You follow
Partners you choose
Or color of your skin
Offend all we hold dear

So let me be clear
We don't want your kind around here

The moral
Ground we
Fight to control
Is our God-given right
 
In the name of the Son
We drive the crusade
To you
It's what we have to do
 
So let's just be clear
We don't want your kind around here

Do you hear the sound
Off in the distance
That boom, boom, boom
Through the trees

We're pounding our drums
Calling your name
To show you the way
To the flames

Into the fire you go

(zer0)