Listen Ana hear my words - They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

It's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me that ends up
getting wet.

Without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the
inside... I see the doorway, to a thousand churches.

I'd bring her gold and frankincense and myrrh. She thought I
was making fun of her.

Talking to myself, running in the heat, begging for your touch in the middle of the street...

Their rendezvous was singular, her husband was his friend. She is a living fire, she is a reason to live. She is killing me, burning only for him. I'll spend my whole life loving her, my heart exploding words.

Go away, somewhere all bright and new. I have seen no other,
who compares with you. You belong with your love on your arm,
you belong somewhere you feel free.

And when you’re smiling in your sleep, Beyond the promises we keep...

Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future. Your
heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the
sutures.

I'm not trying to grow flowers in a desert. But I can live and
breathe, and see the sun in winter time.

Say you don't know me, or recognize my face. Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place.

I don't want the world, I just want your half.

How painful it must be, to bruise so easily, inside.

From hand to hand you bought and sold, Blood is the shield
against the weather. Became a stone for fear of being
melted...

...It's very far. The snow is falling down, gets colder day by
day. I miss you...

I need a photo opportunity, I want a shot at redemption. Don’t
want to end up a cartoon, In a cartoon graveyard.

My heart is old, it holds my memories, my body burns a gemlike flame Somewhere between the soul and soft machine, is where I find myself again.

Late at night when the wires in the walls sing in tune with the din of the falls, I'm conducting it all while I sleep...

When it's late, And it's hot, And an hour in the shower is the best that you've got. Don't give out, Don't give up; One of these nights, You might find...

If every simple song I wrote to you would take your breath away, I'd write it all.

I really do. Either it's some nonsense about your cat, or if it's something meaningful, it's like taking your heart and stapling it to the board in the town square for people to gawk at. If you want to talk about something, or hear about how I'm doing, let's talk about it. That's just my opinion, of course. I'm sure your blog is great.