Tekster:
Yesterdays Rising

: As i begin to write this i am fortunate to know which direction i will be going and as i come to the conclusion that I will forever see light i know

: something catastrophic something more than what you think something i don't want if we ever find the sun to be beautiful again i wont want to go back

: something's happening because those mountains just confessed to me that they are the most beautiful thing though it might be conceited it's so true

: I sit here with the greatest wonder ever thought up inside of my head inside of my head This wonder will someday be an answer to my ears, and no longer

: Do you want to run Do you want to feel Do you want to perfect your graft My body is like a metaphor It's holding me back, I'm looking for more Like

: as a flower eases its way from the sidewalks i see it its color possesses the town creating all the by-standers to frown and they don't know the

: can i sail far across the seas? will you let me do as i please? if i could do this again would i even go? would i even, would i go? i have this ocean

: i see why its so hard to see through a shattered dream, or see myself in my own well being ... i see why its so hard for you to see, through this broken

: Mischief will take you to a place Far more dangerous than safe Save yourself and think of your lies Take into consideration that you are not alone