“I hear tomorrow in your eyes”

I hear tomorrow in your eyes

past this point of view

to rule the existence

We watch children march across these wires

lost in the day behind this window

sustain this look past many years

we start to connect the skies

hold on to me

hold on to me

I watch the voices cross the line

don’t abandon this love

hold this string against your heart

pin every emotion towards the sky

we hold onto every day

don’t lose these years

will time break through the line across photographic skies

I watch the colors in the distance

all the shapes running against my mind

I take the blame for your mistakes

to shelter the fuel against the window

to break a million pieces of glass through my heart…

to break a million stars to remember how…

I see the sun shine behind tomorrow

I start to remember the lost days between hospital wards

turn the page through time and lift regret away

when can we run skyscrapers towards the sun?

run through tomorrow

don’t let go

don’t let go

don’t abandon this love

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“People With Matchbook Eyes”

people with matchbook eyes

decipher which way we tick

seven strikes on film

like the broken bird upon your chest

past the point of declaration

stumble through sober breaths

collapse against these mirrors

mistakes end the colors inside my head

can’t choose my face out of obscurity

words take the young from the distance

remember figures like pin-point dreams

a horseman lost in their hands

break the kite against imagination

pick apart realization

a million red balloons burst from your eyes

drive through the wall before it’s all gone too far

my true reflection half-disguised

don’t waste your breath with this disease

lost suggestions wasted upon the shore

knocking on hidden doors

can’t find the words in your eyes to pave the distance

can’t find a way out

men waste away fallen with haste

laughter half-spoken splinters a faceless disguise

patients watch children draw through magazines

lost in hospital wards to count away time

colors in the hall ingest the future sparked like multiplicity

eyes stab my insecurities

every witness they guide to the promise land

every weakness torn apart by forgiveness

which way we break the days of turmoil

men stand in the distance

break apart their pride through shores on the hill

run through time falling like horsemen

every book on film torn through the wind

I catch you in the distance in a figurine

men locked across voices

drive past my youth to breach the hidden voices

a hundred visions lost upon time

shape my words like telegraphic skies

a longshot to every fortitude

I see a million colors in the wind

to break through the locks

to withstand the beauty of a hundred pieces

to pray against a memory gone astray

I see you in the distance

to walk the waters one more time

to wash a million sins away

I see you in the distance

to walk the waters one more time

 

 

shake my fortitude with secrets buried behind

slipping out of control

face the changes all at once

lost with figures in the dark

pieces out of contrast

swim through the pages broken inside your mind

transcribe eternity like illumination

when the details break every sin away

memorize the faces swept away

is there a chance left on earth?

stir a witness when movements are out of touch

dream behind the control room

a disease lost from focus

when we paint realization with every detail

the paintbrush burning conflicts with imagination

all the sounds inside your head

break every whisper far from doubt

when this movement spies

run past magazine doors

the images ingrained like chemistry

all the faces we disguise

all the emotions buried behind prescription lenses

shake my fortitude with secrets buried behind