The blade becomes implausible to survivalsharpened against time's compressionmixed with dust and sorrowswaiting on my lust to seepthis blood shed at your doorsteptip of the bladetill it's deep insidebite my lip until you taste itthen leave me here to...

The MightyLooking down on the river            watching the current flow by            as though time had stopped                she didn't know why      ...

Some PeopleI have a friendA real carnival barkerUp on an old Hickory stumpSelling the oilTelling anyone who would listenHow wonderful it isStill there is the limited amountSo get your's fastTruth be toldThe big storm took itWashed him cleanOf everything...

the sky looked like the workof an artistwho has never onceseen a skynever once let his eyes wander upto the nightand feel that quiet pullof distancenever once watched daylightspill over the edgeof the worldnever once stood beneath eveninwhile colorburned...