Withering Heights

the flowerless vines wrap themselves against the white concrete
all around, summer is ending

summer is dying... dying... dying

autumn, welcoming winter
the song to lost hopes

but summer this time was different
the changes made were unhappy
the birds sang, the tune hollow, empty, haunting

but the old house at the side
must be wondering
whats wrong with change?
what IS change?

summer is dying, dying, drying
autumn is coming, coming, coming
winter is near, near, near
spring is far behind time, time

cause time is eternity

the red and gold leaves rush up
to meet the air
to your feet they fly
they land near you

leaves have life, they have death

dishonestly, shamefully
you stare at the sunset
something is wrong with the colour of the sky
the sun can't set probably
his daughter Earth is dying

the old house lay in the corner of Withering Heights
it saw what was happening in the distance
a sound it had never heard before

the sound of human activity
and with one last look from father sun
the fog rose up into the air

Connected Fear

sorrow
running in my veins
the fear is hollow sounding
echoing through my heart

but outside is bright
the sun hasn't stopped shining

im not supposed to be feeling this way!
lost, angry, fearful, deep in thought

the fear connects
i sense what he's thinking
i can't breathe anymore

and im scared of what may happen
but nothing is wrong with me

my heart is slowly dropping
but its still in place

i feel what he feels
how he breathes

fear
connecting at a certain level
connected thoughts
collected identical thoughts
running through the invisible tunnels
connecting our minds

Rain and Grey

the sky hangs
just a feet above the ground
trying to collapse on us

the sky is very grey
it has been raining for eternity;
time is eternity

everyone is running for shelter
the rain shoots down
onto the black earth
the soil has become muddy from the rain

the rain are arrows
the water - our enemy?

Paper Hearts

all around
winter is ending
spring is coming
conquering the skies

everywhere you go
you see people with paper hearts
they don't feel

walking up and down the street aimlessly
you are the only one who can feel

all these people's paper hearts
just hasn't broken yet
your heart has just been wounded

inside you're bleeding
your soul is dying
but these people have paper souls
they can't feel for you
they can't show sympathy

you walk down
you bump into me

and finally, you feel again
my heart isn't paper either
both of us stare

and through your reflection
you step into my world
im your reflection

and in this world
people's hearts break

but there is just a person
with a paper heart

that person is you

Beyond

what lies beneath the soul
a mystery, untamed
but tenderly leaping up
terrorizing souls

these are lost souls
hunting for hidden meanings
searching for dark reasons

they sink deeper into the shadows
into misery, into death
into hell... deep down
in their own world of black

you can't reach them
yet they seem too near to you
you're scared of them
but yet they are scared of you

like shadows they glide around
their feet don't touch the floor
they haunt people
but at the same time they scare themselves

they can look beyond their mind's eye
they look into their own dark reflection
then into the black night beyond their black face

they understand what it's like to die
they've experienced death
not a physical death
but their soul is dead
gone with the ruthless wind

they can wander aimlessly
wander in circles
and drift eerily into their own misty world
they always get lost

they've never seen light before
but the people with light from their hearts
they run away from
they can't take the brightness

and yes, a million things can be said about
these shadow souls, lost souls
a million more reasons
but these reasons remain untold

The Past

the woods
filled with the 5am mist

i stand beneath the most beautiful tree
its beauty still in tact
after centuries

the horses, now tame
no longer come to me

and centuries ago
they were free, they were wild
they would gather had my feet
i would teach them the world

but now, three centuries
gone in the flicker of an eye
humans scare them

everything has changed
the mist would have been slate blue
but now its just a cold white

and the forest no longer shines
with that mysterious light
it's just cold

yes, everything has changed
but im simply part of the past
living in the past

so i'll always be standing
beneath the most beautiful tree
the horses, the wild horses
would always run to me

and i would teach the world about them

On Our Own

i can't turn back
but i know my mistake was gold
maybe i'd rather loose you
than hang on a loose cliff

we could have shown the world
if you never lied
we could have told stories
if you kept promises

everything i do now reminds me of you
everything we did together'
is everything i do now

and we could have shared with the world
what secrets we had discovered
all wrapped up in your perfect eyes
but now they just reflect hurt and guilt

i could have lost a loss with you
but you've taken a piece of my heart with you
and i just can't let you go

and we could have told the world
everything we did
all on our own

its only a could have now

all on our own
the stars shared our secrets
all on our own
we chased cars and rainbows

i wish i can do that again
on our own