lost is the art of gentle speech

can we be friends?

does it always depend

on things you know

you cannot control?

what happened to simple conversations?

a way to pass time between stations?

lost is the art of gentle speech

now we just screech

it will take time

to find a new rhyme

free from worldly vice

and the only law is to be nice

and neither friend

on an iron steed

do we finally see

what's over the edge

at the end of the ledge

into the endless night

were dark is our sight

and neither friend

nor foe may we know

a great mystery lies beyond

at the end of our song

when our breathe does pause

our final decree; no clause

and every reason to

"You can't choose what stays and what fades away" Florence + Machine

to choke my self pity
to kick dirt on memory
to let it fall away
let the grip loosen this day

still some miles in this soul

no reason not to go

and every reason to

let love surround you

life is worth living

its worth forgiving

its worth trying again

its worth it my friend

we turn time and again

please stop the madness

can we spread some gladness

some good will to humans

and search for solutions

we always forget 

so to woe and regret

we turn time and again

remembering our sin

so once again

let the truth settle in

open the heart and the mind

for we are also all, human kind 

I did carry on

in the quiet night

we shed our light

and let our love spill

you know the drill

im still here

i did persevere

i did carry on

their papa did not let them down

and now near the end

of this glorious trend

i dont regret my time

protecting my queens light

the things i have lost

"you can't see the walls i'm bracing" -empty,  LetDown

stop hiding

stop running
the pain is only becoming
an unholy yearning

there is nowhere to hide
got to smash that pride
the things i have lost
and ne'er count the cost

this does allow
my pride to bellow
and gnash its teeth
to loves utter victory

The only one i am trying to reach

 the only solace i ever had
was on this blank canvas
its a simple thing
to express everything

im not speaking to you
nor to you
the only one i am trying to reach
is the author of this piece

hello in there i cry
how are you my guy
nothing answers back

im screaming into the black