My Blind Paradise

My melody sings brightly...leading
To no place at all.
Leave your things, and follow me...
Where the sun is just no more.
To the place of shadows,
Green hazy light.
Golden meadows
Cast dark 'midst green leaf flight.
And in the hues do I then merge...
So come and sing with me.

We shall be eternal,
Forever entangled...
Like vines between dreams
Weaving through eternity.
Every hope then sustained...
Within the dark.
Of deep green hues
Before autumn leaves.

In my own paradise
Will we both know...
What it's like to smile
And not grow old...
But darling, my paradise is far from real.
Come and sing with me
From reality shall we steal

Whatever peace means
Whatever's not meant for us...
I live to defy
Will you fly with me?

In My Grey Hue

The day will crash...like minds of the matter...
One by one, swift dominoes in the path.
But it's all just like butter,
Too slick and reliable to just remember,
That's it's all simply...
Fat.
Excess, and unused,
The principles of the matter.
Too much hurts,
Too little freezes,
Make it all worst
Don't stand in the middle.
For we're all used to extreme's image
Step outside the circle,
You're overlooked or burned.

A lone soul in monotones,
Khaki, black...khaki
Black.
Waiting by a door...
Open, do open.
Waiting for dear surprises,
Swift, empty, tasting,
Agony...
Wishing I simply could have more.
More cookies in the jar,
More soda in my cup...
All the things everyone says
I could do without...
But to me...oh me...
I just need my caffeine and sugar.

45 minutes, wasted time,
Wasted life?
Not to me...I'll still wait...
For life could have less meaning.
If I didn't stop...
If I didn't wait.
For something I believed in,
Something I'd bleed and die for.
Oh, yes, would I be waiting an hour...
Just to be by her side...
For a second...
Maybe two...
Insanity;
Two ways to get there,
One's in love...
One's in hate.
You choose...

The day has crashed...
It's come to the dead finish.
A little here, a little there...
Since when did it really matter?
All I know is when it will,
And how it doesn't now...
So will I cherish it true.

My mind has crashed...
...into the pillow.
Sweet dreams
In my Grey Hue