Words To Paper Tiger
You Were Here - Sunken into time Artifacts of the soul Sound like people talking - Resurrection twists faces Into precious little else Survives the testimony you were here - Within memories shadow Comforts us the loss of the light - Swirling words Away goes the last time I saw you Resembles a tornado in my mind - Better to believe in Miracles than wake up Dead
The Wrath Of Time - Ignorance Mirrors everything to its own deformity Applauds the King of Sleaze - Those who would Avenge the past best start with the day they were Born - Explanations trap the mind safely Ignores the Wrath of Time - The chain of command Barks orders your feet can understand best How to not get mixed up - Inhumanity breeds in the Dark puts on a new face no makeup can disguise the Rotting Smell - Become your own nightmare Showcase the world from a nursing home
Would Make An Angel Blush - If the truth were known Plenty of Sermons would make an Angel Blush - The tunnel of Love comes out the other side It went in a little easier - Coming back to my senses Breathes a lot of life into the notion that I might want to get a Second Opinion - Celebrities Showcase a lot of nonsense All wrapped up and ready to go takes out the Garbage - Marching into Heaven Unstained go the Few the Proud the Never wanted to Believe it was possible - Thoughts think a lot about where they came from Is treason for Some -
Speaking For The Truth - Children fill the earth with such Wonder at what they will discover is how to come home again - Speaking for the Truth gets tired of everyone fighting over its Affections can"t be bought - Science grabs hold a tiger by the tail Unleashes the Mystery most fun to pretend Ignorance lost - Struggling to make sense Waits the moment to tell you - To the parched earth a please and thank you Casts its eyes upward - Some Birthdays forget the candles rolled into One breaths the cake -
On The Tip Of The Tongue - A Wasted waterfall of words Twists the wreckage into recognition Satisfies Some - On the tip of the tongue Tranquilizes many Thoughts most tender to find hiding the Appetite - Opening up the floodgates of the past Comes the Present with a Vengeance - Behind some words Hides a Universe afraid to be seen shaking hands with just Anyone - Getting through the day comes a loss of memory as to where it all went Is a Throw Away Bottle - Caught in the Afternoon Sun Objects of Memory travel the road home again - Collecting people Around the bed of last farewells Smiles a Paper Tiger Purrs the sermon Evermore