Poet of the River (july 27 1994 / California, but move around a lot.)

I glide on the wings my lies have created.
Souring into the deep black sky!
I build my wings on all the things I have hated,
I refuse to let myself question why!

SHOW!
Me that you really care!
GO!
Because you were never there!
I SREAM!
Don't make it true!
Forget the truth I have granted you!

Scream, in your heart,
To never be torn apart!
Embrace, your every opportunity!
Bound together in severed unity!

Standing at the hollowed edge.
As dark clouds roll in.
Step up to the ledge with your wings tucked in.
You hold your hands out to catch a tear from the wind,
When does it end, when does it end?
A crystal forms in your eye as a heart of stone never cries!
Even when the heart is held together by the wings of lies!

The skies turn black, and whorl winds bring rain,
Crashing to the ground below.
The lightning's flash brings back snow and pain,
As my wings unfold to the sound below and to the wind that calls my name.

SHOW!
Me that you really care!
GO!
Because you were never there!
I SREAM!
Don't make it true!
Forget the lies that are deceiving you!

I can never find reason.
Why you did what you did to me.
I can never believe,
That that is how it was meant to be!

My crystal eyes reflect the past,
The heart of truth that could never last!
My lips whisper the words of long ago.
Speaking of the emotion you could never show!

SHOW!
Me that you really care!
GO!
Because you were never there!
I SREAM!
Don't make it true!
You never did but I always loved you!

The wind blows silently.
The thunder rolls unnoticeably.
The ice falls without a sound.
Covering the torn wings lying on the ground.

A heart of stone never cries,
A crystal tear burns my eyes.
The soul inside never lies.
But that is all you never saw in me!