This boy, I have not met
he seems to capture me, my mind...

The chords strum lost sadness,
reverberating through a medium of color...

If you're lost,
show me the colors you like...

Subtle wisps of cloud hang above the treetops,
inching quietly along the ocean of the air...

Uncommon inspiration falters and falls through our...
Like a star fallen from the sky and swept by the...

It's funny how oft I'll rewrite a line,
to make it clever, or witty, or rhyme...

Though I'm looking at you, I don't see you.
I'm a bit distracted by the crickets in my head...

Wam! Bam!
Hit in the head with hooked-on-phonics...

Somber: the bus-missing days,
Turned imperviously on by the rain...

Music moves me, simply;
It seeps into the hollowness...