Don't tell me

Don't tell me I can't be
Don't tell me God looks down on me
Don't tell me that trees don't know things
Don't tell me that ocean's not listening


Don't tell me my teddy bear don't care
Don't tell me there are no toxins in the air
and Please Don't tell me it never rains like in the movies

Forever's all I've mentioned
but what is my intention
I want a promise for security

So lost in you
I'm losing myself
The nightmares don't stop

Is this all make believe? What's believe?

I need a breakdown, a take down a shut down
a shut up a get up and go down
look around see and sound
your voice... haunts me

Easter

I hope you know there were no stars before you
I'd look up, streetlights blocked my view
Late Easter sunday took me out at night
Even clouds couldn't hide the moonlight's bright
I was holding my breath while you were holding my hand
Making scattered footprints in the dirty sand
The warmth of your arms and the wind in my hair
The mud on my jeans, I'd forgotten to care
How could we know as the night unfurled
You would give me the sky and I would make you the world

Idle Lover

My lordship speaks perilous poison if he wilt not forswear love
I shalt ne'er slander grace vouchsafe fortune with your vow
Methinks your manner quenches winter's breast
wherefore vehemence foul dost warrant woe
Were it you who would seek thee only a maiden woman
then loath in thy mischance of my wicked torment
Hence I will ask question of myself as a lady
and perchance envy yon wanton goblet or ghostly bosom
Alas, every death doth dream through mortal measure
Sanctify nothing. Tempt me from melancholy night.
Loathsome farewell, yield.

a compilation by A.M. Brown and Page Carriveau