A lyrical story for monks, monsters and the suffering.

TROUBLED SKY
We all need to try for truth ~
we need to understand.
In each of us there is conflict ~ a part of us that thinks beyond knowledge ~ performs with malice ~ reacts with desperation.
It is our own atmosphere and it is crying out over our heads.

ALWAYS IN MY HEAD
“Always in my dreams ~ always everything”

FINDING THE ORANGE
“Finding you is finding me ~ we are the same”

DESTROY ME
“Crush me in between for I am nothing now”

I’D RATHER BE A QUEEN THAN AN ANGEL
“What have I lost inside me and will I feel it again?”

THE MUSEUM
“Is it over now before it all gets started?”

DON’T SAY GOODNIGHT
“If love is real then it’s worth the pain ~ the voice is life, the life is strange”

LOVE IS REAL
“I’ve heard all the stories I know how they end ~ not always happy but they send the same message … love is real”

WHILE YOU WERE DREAMIN PT II
“There are so many now ~ they call to me, let it bleed”

STARING BACK AT ME
“Now I finally see what all this really means, as your staring back at me … I can’t watch you leave”

HE SAID LOVE
“He went down when his people weren’t around ~ though they’d all been there before, this time he was alone”

COME LAY IN THE FIELDS HE HAS MADE
cblime in the sky

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