I wish I knew where tears come from
The eyes are where they show...

A hundred and fifty days have passed
Since I've seen your smiling face...

Beyond the mountain's whisper
Is a land where dreams are grown...

I was going to write a sad poem
But my nephew shot himself...

Where the little ones dwell that's lost in the...
Be sure of your journey, beware of your plight...

I lied when I said I didn't care
Before you walked away...

Just in case you say goodbye
Remember how we met...

The sunshine told the flowers
That you're not here anymore...

I'm living in the shadow
Of the one you left behind...

I pick the scab my mind has grown
To find the words I need...

You never choose to be a poet
The words somehow choose you...