Jake Harris

Change is to one man the death of a friend,
To another the birth of a child.
Change is the shifting of soft winds of spring,
to a hurricane deadly and wild.
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You walk a path of yours alone
Of beaten dirt and cobbled stone
The life you lead is always yours
An endless hallway of endless doors.
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Hours to days
Days to weeks
What value has time
Near the heart I seek
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I never wanted this day to come,
I never wanted to see you go.
I thought we'd be together forever
But you didn't see it so.
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A troubled life, full of pain
You long for sun but you get rain.
A broken soul, once was proud
Now covered by a sordid cloud.
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Silence sleeps on the wings of despair
A fire, alight in her soul.
Brought on the winds of the chill night air
Hells angel taking her toll.
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The battle of a silent heart
A solemn love, a lonely art

This man who walks an open path
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Brimstone clouds the midday sky
Taking light from living eye
Choking plants until they die
Welcome to my mind.
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The silent sounds of a harp unstrung
Play the mournful tune of a heart now stung
Singing timeless lyrics on a serpentine tongue
To be played eternally throughout all time
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What the hell am I doing here?
Living a life of colourless cheer.
Walking streets in constant fear.
Whispering words inside my ear.
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The spinning cogs inside my head, I cannot stand the sound
Twisting, Turning, Furnace Burning brings me to the ground.

My brain it pounds and dances round to the beat of many drums,
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Cross the line, razor thin
Never know what side I'm in.
Walk on ice, surface weak
Cannot help my heavy feet.
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The world becomes my Porcupine
Sitting Forks of DOOM!
Clams that eat my Potato Bake
Apocalypse in my room?
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When I die and die alone, I will be buried under stone.
No hole in which to lay me down, A cairn of rocks built from the ground
Layed upon my pale white chest, it's where i'll take my final rest.
Set on the coast I'll take my due, singing songs of love for you
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I love you more than words describe
More than sights from far and wide
For a beauty just like you
I never thought were true
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Silence on the northern winds
Tenderly we lay
Thinking of your million sins
Things I dare not say
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The river runs red
With the essence of life
Dripping dully, down the drain
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Sorry is a funny word
Often said but rarely heard,
For to hear it one must say it true
'Cause it's silenced if it's hollowed through.
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Hope
Abandoned at the bridge
Courage
Broken and misplaced
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How much am I truly worth
How much will I fetch?
Who would ever pay for me
An awful stinking wretch
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