“Paint the Photographs on the Wall”

I’m staring through the window one more time
all the colors press against my heart
Every blue and white shapes the shadows away
all the days gone by
watch the ice strain through the distance
Children push their nets through the streets
Like a circus ring we never have to pretend
The games we used to play
run to whisper through the light
Light up the days
Christmas edges close in the air
when we used to dream in the dark
spark the light against the mismatched distance
everyday when we used to pray differently
if I could hold a difference through your eyes
Shake my lost understanding
I still see the outline against your back
all the bridges we used to break
I watch you paint the photographs on the wall
All the words breaking the shadows away
Colors bleed from you hand
Every part of imagination you persuade
When you used to remind me of the past
I never had to shut my mouth
Now I know the future is here to stay
The children don’t have to hide their words deep inside
If we could start this all over again
Suspend this time forever in our hearts
You make me wonder why
You make me wonder why
Everything that we could ever be
You just make me stronger
Everything that is possible

Like a ghost we walk the streets
I know things are better this time
Burn through the focus and stare against the light
Jump against the air
Doesn’t it feel right this way?
Doesn’t it feel right this way?
Shake the shadows into thin air
If I could feel again
Watch the horses cross the sky
Do they have secrets left to keep?
You never lied to me
I feel so much stronger in this place
I feel so much better
Forget when their words broke the glass against your heart
I know you make my dreams come

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“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

“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

 

 

Men Push Their Days Away In Factory Wards

chasing cars like motorcade

reach through your mind

don’t forget the steps we choose to get this far

men push away their days

in factory wards

empty out my imagination

but are we doing fine?

cars crash behind longevity

pictures burned between my fingers

stamp out every frame

run through the horses

capture my faith

shake this pain apart

shelf-life

confusion beyond deterioration

looking for hope within

like the tunnels diving deeper inside

change beyond recollection

seams we tear apart with apathy

a clue into your instinct

the right to tranquility

men crash in shopping carts

time lifting from their hands

catching a million photographs in the wind

the bright colors drifting me closer to you

like the chemicals drifting out of sequence

a false analysis like sedimentary angels

when I grip my faith across billboard screens

the sounds lighting the future

colors like emotions re-separate

the time clock spins faster but I am drifting backwards into this chair

all the determination withstands a shelf-life

re-ignite and re-engage the glass of a broken dream