

Prime TimeSo much for me to learn . . . So much I already know . . . It's come time for me to get up, -not out because I've dealt with that- get real, and grow.Prime Time
No more taking it easy, or slow. I've got to get in that car, and go.
It's time, I'm thoroughly aged. I feel prime, so get those gears engaged.


The Light of ReflectionDoes the dark know where it's been ; in the dank and glistening fen ? The chorus has been searching for many a l o n g year , but there's been no relief or respite . Not even in the slight . The slighThe Light of Reflection


The Girl With a Broken WordThere's a girl with a broken word She likes the way it sounds when it's slurred The way she says it puts me in a daze, and there's no way to mend that phraseThe Girl With a Broken Word
There's a boy with a broken word He likes the way it feels when it's heard The way he says it puts her in a daze, but there's no way to end that phrase
Now, there's something that gave me a fright; the kids met on a Saturday night He was crooning in the microphone She was sitting at the bar, alone
She heard him sing that phrase so well, she stood at the bar and gave a yell He saw her


In the DepthsWho can know what I know? In the depths of deep souls lies a truth so unfathomable that nothing else there grows.In the Depths
It's the truth of death. It's the reality of resurrection. It's just knowing this; that there are possibilities beyond life.
Oh yes, sweetly sweet it's whispered in the ears of so few. The spirit is alive and moving. I can feel it in you.
Way down in the pits and canyons -the dank, farthest reaches- of your ethereal being the feeling beseeches.
It's the truth of death. It's the reality of resurrection.


Breaking EchoMemory, dear memory, how do I explain?Breaking Echo
Your eyes and your smile, oh it's all the same. In sorrow and pity, I must have to say, My lies in disguise are revealed today.
Since my first breath you've been in my dreams, Slicing through air-waves and pulling at seams. For years now, my friend, I've been molding this mind, And now the word victim has been redefined.
Never forget the past that you breathe, And remember the times of just you and me. Because all the while inside your fears, You'll always remember the former years. The past we had when we were togethe


raise the deadraise the dead in your abandon the flesh that once was live only for what? to die? ridiculous.raise the dead
raise the dead
they walk the earth as vampiric creatures as all else
is lost to you
once fallen all were dead once here
was lost to the ocean, 'stead all at once they raised
all soldiers of time
the arisen dead they are quite the sight i myself am livid with fright
my angel of dark i ask only one favor in your most nonexistent sympathy protect me from this fall
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"Innocence is the weakest defense. Innocence has a single voice that can only say over again, "I didn't do it." Guilt has a thousand voices, all of them lies."
- Leonard Peltier
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*POKE*
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"Innocence is the weakest defense. Innocence has a single voice that can only say over again, "I didn't do it." Guilt has a thousand voices, all of them lies."
- Leonard Peltier
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*POKE*
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"Innocence is the weakest defense. Innocence has a single voice that can only say over again, "I didn't do it." Guilt has a thousand voices, all of them lies."
- Leonard Peltier
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"keep on rockin in the free world"-Neil Young
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"keep on rockin in the free world"-Neil Young
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