GhostsThe ghosts were out last nightAs I walked back roads aloneFlitting at the edge of sightNormally would chill me to the boneTo see the black horse toss his headRider less he is, and freeNo reigns adorn him, it's saidBut his saddle waits empty for me.Others also haunted my lonely pathAs I walked last night aloneThe black haired twin wraithWhose eyes are cold as stoneTook the shape of young womenIn long black dressesSharpening their knives of human bone.The horse he stood before meThe wraith to either sideI knew that if I passed that pointI would surely die.A moment I stood waitingAs a tear slid down my cheekThen turned my back on them allAnd walked away."Get ye back here!" shrieked the wraith"Come back whore and pay your due"The horse, he pawed the groundand screamed my life was through.But I did not listen to them,I kept walking on my wayFor I choose my own dark lonely pathAnd they have no power over me.
The What-if'sWhat if…What if…What if…What if…What if I…What if I'm…What would I do if I...What would you do if we…What should I do?For meFor youFor ours?What if I'm…What if I…What if…What if…What if…
WasI was the stone,I felt nothing I moved not. My heart was hardened in my chestAnd when I slept I took no rest.I existed,My heart was cold and moved not.And when I saw other's painI laughed until I died again.I felt nothing.So long ago I only rememberThose days have passed and gone.Now when I see the pain in othersI almost can't help but cry along.It hurts so badTo see you falling to the groundI am powerless to help youYou struggle on in hope to get through.Please don't give up.My unfamiliar emotions warringI don't understand all thisIt almost makes me wishThat I was stone.So long ago I only rememberThose days have passed and gone.Now when I see the pain in othersI almost can't help but cry along.
WatchingI see youTough on the outside,But inside, good.You hurt, same as everyoneMaybe deeperFor all you keep it hidden.I see you giveTrying so hard to help othersPaying no mind to your own wounds.You'll kill yourself this way.Accept the help that's offered.Talk,Get out of your shell.It may seem safe but that shellLocks comfort outAnd all the poison in.Take it, damn you.Cant you see?I am a taker, I never give.To you, I offer one small thing.Believe me,It hurts me as much to offerAs it hurts you to ignore.You would hate me if you knew meBut that is not the case.In this context you could like meTalk to me.No one you know need ever hear.It burns to see you hurt yourselfPull yourself slowly apart at the seams.So I give you one last offer.Before I turn awayTo hide my tears.
UntitledI try to be so strongOnly cry when I'm aloneI try to never give upBut sometimes I can't go on.If I can see it comingI can take most anything.It's life's nastier surprisesThat have me on my knees.When demons of my pastCome knocking on the doorI try to keep them locked outsideBut they're crawling through the floorI'm lost here in this darkened roomI used to call my mindI need someone to save meOr they'll kill me this time.Where I'll be tomorrowIs something I don't know'Cause life never seems toWant to let me take it slow.Without seeing the futureAll I have with me's the past.In the present I'm alive stillAnd that's all that I can ask.So hold me tightly close to youTell me everything's OKTell me that you love meAnd I can stand another day.You know I'd never make itHalf this far all on my own.So tell me that you love meAnd I'll keep stumbling on.
Woman of the EarthWho would I be?I would be a woman of the earth.Planting seeds, nurturing life;I would sense the warmth in seedlingsFeel the blood of trees cool against my cheekSo close beneath their skin.What would I be?I would be a woman of the earth.Feeling nature's love,I would radiate that love to others.Feeling the pull of the moon on the oceans,Sense a stirring in my own blood.And in summers heat and in winter's coldRest in the peace of all ages combined.What would I be?I would be a woman of the earth.My roots firmly fixed in the soil,Weathering out stormsI would feel the great pounding heart of the earth herselfProtecting me.Who would I be?I would be a woman of the earth.With dirt under my nails,And sunburn on my back,I would earn my breadBy the sweat of my browIn joyTo the end of my days.
The Flat Of My BackThis song was written from the flat of my back.It was the only place I could beLife hit me so hard, left my soul a broken shard.So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.This song was written from the flat of my back.Dark was all I wanted to see.Heard you were dead, the sorrow went to my head.So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.This song was written from the flat of my back.Wars and armies took you from me.My love I give, without you I don't want to live.So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.This song was written from the flat of my back.It's where I wanted to be.I'll make no more war, lay down in peace forever more.So I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.I wrote this song from the flat… of my back.
What's mineMy body is yoursDo with it as you will,But my soul is my own,The one part of me you cannot touch,The one part of me that's mine.You may try to break it,Scream obscenities in my face.You may beat me until I cry aloudBut you will not leave a trace.My soul is flying in the skyIt's far away from you.You can beat me, starve me, hate me,You can shame me before all,But my soul is flying in the skyAnd it will never fall.Cut me, rape me, kill me even,Do the worst that you can do.My soul is soaring through the sky,So far away from you.My body is yoursDo with it as you will,But my soul is mine.And you will never touch it.
Internal WarThere is a warWith casualties unnumbered.Each side's the worst offAnd each side's the best.Armies laughing and shootingThey're slashing and burningThe pain, it is something that wont go away.One side has cannons,The other has bombs.They fire and fireWith desperate desireTheir trenches go higher.They're dying, and filing the earth with their bones.Each blast cuts me deeperI'm down on my knees.Haven't you heard?It's all inside of me.Can't you see that you're killing what's inside of me?