"antics" the old flames still burning, they just ain't burn the same the old wounds still hurting, they just ain't hurt the same the old tales you're telling, you've gotta keep them sane the old antics you're selling, time is part of your game the old pictures on the floor, you can't give them new frames the old masquerades are in store, you can't give them new paints the old movies are on screen, you can't give them new names the old ghosts on the wheel, you can't call'em saints you've gotta hold on to your useless antic amusement you've yet learned the principle of selective detachment you've gotta use the needless tactics of self-containment just to walk down on your own front-yard pavement you know it's sad when you're in fear of your own ego you know it's bad when all you hear is your own echo you know it's hard when life is just an endless show it all falls apart when you just can't let it all go

"Destiny" I'm drifting again in a sea of confusion Like a lifeless boat with no sense of direction Would I see Through the mist of constant illusion Is the moon hiding behind its own occlusion ? As the sun sends rays of darkness to fill the ocean Would I hear The silent sound of decay and destruction Through the thick screens of years of isolation When the senses are numb, but time is losing patience In the black hole sun universe Light is darkness Order is madness Distraction is obsession Decision is about indecision And so the clock ticks its last and eternal second To bring closer to this unsolvable equation A solution My destiny

"Dried tears" as lights dim, shadows melt the unwanted prisoner in his own cell cries in dried tears where are all the tears that he's saved for years? gone wasted on some intangible fears so now he cries in dried tears lost in thoughts, reused and rolled over lost in love, he, the immaculate composer and he cries in dried tears just a neuron misfires in his brain warm blood still flows beneath his vein but he cries in dried tears

"frozen eyes" cold-steel lights penetrating frozen eyes sketching thin trace of rainbows on ice magic colours in their crystal dance flashing back memories of an innocent glance tears fall like rain washing off all the pain into a sea of strangely well-carved feelings in perfect black and white the movie showing night creatures waken up by the silent moonlight moving out in herds, hungry, savage, and blind by their own shadows of doubts, into the night moon's still young as they move in for the kill with their born instincs, their god-given skills momentarily comforted from behind the screen blindly stare a pair of half-glassed spheres negatives running backwards in time the hunters or the hunted? it's all unclear an intended plot in the director's cut? a double knot untied only with your eyes shut? with a black eye-band, would it still be fair for the frozen eyes who just can't stop the stare

"how am i?" like a mindless stranger i wander through the maze of my inner feelings only to be lost in there forever

"In the end..." somewhere in the middle of nowhere from the far side of life stands an old bounded and broken man as he looks at the mirror the mirror stares back at him through his own reflection of souless flesh and bones as he looks at the sidewalls bricks and paints squirl beneath the unshameful naked light desperately trying to find a place to hide He flicks the switch and in the surrounding comforting darkness the edges twist and turn in their remake of all the dreams that somehow shatter and burn Bare-footing shivering in the cold winter night he looks out of the window and in the estranged neighbourhood appears a distant glimmering light but the song playing on the radio wavelength he does not and could not hear "in the end only kindness matters in the end only kindness matters"

"full moon" why is the moon so bright tonight that makes me miss you so much, too much why is distance so unreal, and the wind that fills the empty space between us would it bring you to me, and me to you on a paper boat from an "i love you" note or would it at least remind you of a moonlight-lit sea of love

"pain" The pain That cuts through My bleeding vein Leading me Through blood-stained doors Into a world Of insane sanity

"reality bites" so there it goes little bitter bite out of the blues, patches of pale white casting shaddows in grey figures made of clay a stranger's play what's left to say? a knock on the door, or a knock-out on the floor? scares your f*cking brain out as it comes back for more oh won't you love to shout it all out twisted broken words that won't come aloud shallow dirts above deep rooted meanings that send you on your knees crawling you long for rain now there's only pain of a certain kind, who wants to categorise? traces of blues, reds, greens, yellows a fatal mixture, colours of sorrows clouds spining, head's dizzy from an overdose of reality but don't let it fade, my friends 'coz illusions reign where perception ends

"what she says" she says it's all because of me that the autumn leaves fall rushing downstream through life's busy waterfall no time for wondering just what has been missing she says it's all because of them people are strange these days never a thought for where they might be heading never a thought for what they say what they write on the deserted sign-post on the highway she says it's all because of it the ego of a broken-hearted that so much ache and pain are wasted in trying to mend what can't be ment on the sandy desert land where love is only a luxury scent she says it's all because of me that wild flowers blossom in spring purple and grean appear from the dark and grey, and without knowing breath life from the ashes of death and for what she says, yeah, it must be all because of me

"search" i kept on searching every day kept on looking every minute kept on scanning every second for a familiar face a familiar sight a familiar voice a familiar scent a familiar signal all that was left all seem stronger yet every day every minute every second all seem to defy the laws of time as it passes us by

"the singer" A silly girl's song Her heart was broken Her words never spoken And she sang To the void of my empty soul

"invisible empty space" flying through the invisible empty space little white wings face cautious winds with each wing flap, she's wondering "why can't we see the empty space?" her feathers float from above thin air afraid of height, but nobody cares for nobody dares to fill in their parts, the invisible empty space in their hearts

"sunset" gently you fell through me quietly like the evening sun fell through the sea submerged in me then leaving me borderlessly void but whole, seaching all alone for you beneath the lonely sea gently you fell through me quietly like the evening sun fell through the sea engulfed in me then leaving me breathlessly slow in waiting to breath again would you come again tomorrow?

"tear drop" the last tear drop falling through the window leaving my unrecognisably burnt-to-the-ground soul follows covering trails of salts to my open wounds it takes a look but leaves all too soon shattering as it falls to the ground into millions of pieces, lost and found that nobody bothers to seek or to find come back tear drop, don't leave these drained eyes

"tears" tears flow don't stop overflow don't hide show don't dry red eyes sleep well tonight

"The arithmetics of Truthfullness" Everyone thinks it's true One and one is two Two halves make a whole As clear as the writings on the wall The working of arithmetics Has its own set of laws But you found their flaw 'Cause two of your half-truths won't make me whole

"you" deep in my heart, in my soul for all the moments never told all the screams never heard, tears never fell wounds never bled, rage never showed you drew blazing smoke without fire your smile lit my burning cold desire your hands waved ocean from sand you cried rain on my desert land