Lonely Tears

My tears of salty water grey
Upon your crimson cheeks I lay;
They roll so gently from my eyes
But don't deny your many lies

Sleep, my child, and don't awake
Down in the valley, under the lake;
I loved you so, you'll never know
But now our love will never grow

I thought that I would see you bloom
But now I see you in your tomb;
Blind they stole your life away
A crime that time cannot repay

The life they took so carelessly
Is now a life that cannot be;
They never knew you, little child,
The girl you were, so meek and mild.

Within the Aether

There is always a port in a storm,

Though it's sometimes hard to find.

Unto this port I often turn

When life is on my mind.



This is my harbor in the night

When my anchor's cast to sea.

This is my lifeline as my thoughts

Ever return to me.



To this remote haven I often return

When you're in the arms of another.

Doubtless there are far more convenient ports than mine...

Yet I know of no other.

The Living Lies

These are the silent lies
The ones we live each day
Showing only in our eyes
In that oh so subtle way

People come and then they go -
They make no sound
Like an old-time picture show
The movie reel goes round

Hard to breathe or eat or sleep
Pretending not to care
We sow only what we reap
And nothing isn't fair

In these walls I am alone
In pain and in disguise
My heart hardened to a stone
Deep within these silent lies