the words I’ve been afraid to say are screaming in my head the thoughts that keep me up at night are the evils that have made my bed and it’s not a question of do you love me or not because I know you do but there’s something I can’t figure out and there’s nothing you can do there is nothing we can do i have cried about things that don’t exist and I have laughed about the news so afraid of who I am alone cause’ I’m so used to having you and it’s not a question of do I love you or not i hope you know I do (I do, I do, I do) but there’s something I can’t figure out and there’s nothing I can do there is nothing we can do all these feelings say hold on but my body says let go and the wars wage on and on when my heart battles my soul and it’s not a question of do I love you or not i hope you know I do (I do, I do, I do) but there’s something I can’t figure out and there’s nothing you can do. there is nothing you can do.

i put blame hate and fear in a little box sealed it with one thousand locks threw away the key makes no difference to me reality is just a logical dream if i ever uncover any sensible truth i'll sell it for a quarter at a telephone booth 'cause i got too much to say and nothing to show for all the reasons i don't know i spent too much time waiting for another day another day i'm still wastin' away watching the tv screen flash pictures of battle scense too far away to seem real and now the boys and girls shout for peace but what have they done to curb the disease war spreads like fire and before you know it your hearts been burned away is your heart okay?

i cant get out of this cage but i have all the keys

you ran away from home they couldn’t find your bones i saw your mother cry and pieces of your father die i heard tears in your voice you said it all yet made no noise i found you grey and cold too young to look this old i wrote you a song, lost to the floor it fell to the ground i don’t sing it anymore i met you alone and your eyes blazed red i knew you were scared and alone in your bed you told me of skeletons out in the streets nothing but bones and no need for sleep and you’re out of your mind with your reasons all skewed if only the ocean reflected my mood a candle burns in my room for you