I feel you clinging to the air
Struggling to stay afloat...

Flowers dancing in the wind, blowing to and fro
Singing at your feet as you tend to them like...

Shots ring out in the night
Bricks crashing through the windows...

Put your lips upon mine
Kiss my soul with fire...

What comes to be is what comes to me
Letting my thought guide my life...

The symphony of my heart pounds out a crescendo
A driving wall of sound drowning the noise of life...

Freedom of speech is not free
Responsibility comes with the words you use...

It is waiting for me
Cold and empty...

The wind howls with cries of anguish
Fields run red with the blood of bondage...

Take my hand, let me guide you
Together we shall walk this life...

It is black, darkness, a sickness deep inside
There is no hope, no promise, just empty despair...

Civilization ends at the waters edge
Pirates still roam the high sea...