Baby eyes

Deep as the ocean
Dark as a stormy night
How they glimmer,
With unearthly wonder
Baby eyes.

Reflections of joy,
A watery innocence
Divinity in a pompous hell
Grandeur on a stark street,
Baby eyes.

Insatiable curiosity,
In every nook
What do you see?
Where do you look?
Baby eyes.

In a minute

So many years
Since I've known you
So many days
I've grown into you

Sanity is again
What you make of your world
The rules you make
Will in the end rule you

You're me
You're you
You're floating
You're through
You're thinking
What to do

Shell bound, you're drifting,
In your mind, safe and sound.

A smile in
Everything else out
No fetters here
To tie your spirit down

The world that watches
Your every careless move
You choose not to see
The eye that sees you.

You're me
You're you
You're floating
You're through
You're thinking
What to do

Shell bound, you're drifting,
In your mind, safe and sound.

Bunch O' my Brain - me

The bees dont sting here,
In my corner of deliverance
There's light inside my box
I'm shell bound, safe and sound.

Bunch o' my Brain - a cold rhyme

The gift of the ballad,
And of stories untold,
I'm just a cold salad
Served dry, eaten cold.

Mask

Like the first rays of sunshine
And the unfurling wings
The blossom of a flower
And songs that I could sing
Like the scent in the breeze
Remind you of the good old days
Like the joy to be found
Wherever I be bound

Standing and waiting to see
What you’ve got to show me
Hope to be right here
Pray that you don’t disappear

Show me who you are
Behind that forgiving mask
Show me that you care
Is all that I will ever ask
Rid me of this plight
As I gaze upon this sight
Rid me of this plight
As I gaze upon your sight

Standing and waiting to see
What you’ve got to show me
Hope to be right here
Pray that you don’t disappear

5 seconds

Lights off,
The screen is white
It shoots at me, a blank stare
On from the wooden chair.

Testament in my ears
The wall feels like stone
I revel in the dark
The music leaves its mark.

Feel nothing
Except the cool breeze
Sneaking in quiet,
To quell my cerebral riot.

The world of worries
Is dwindling in the distance
Damp with a cold shiver,
The lights there, dont glimmer.

The solace of a cold nothing,
The gift of a shut out.
The mind runs no errands -
My precious 5 seconds.