let go, let be....beauty you may see

[Tea]

im afraid im unsure of this feeling unheard of,
ring bells across my heart but dont resound
the silence will then bring me back down
to the hell that i fall, i smell my soul and press up against the wall
hiding, hiding, from it all

walls crash down, new colors form a streak
creating a new picture frame, a mirror in which you peap
an even better fiscade to see
now hold hands, count to three
open your eyes and i will be gone
this walk is sweet but not too long

You say one word my tummy yerns
i dont feel that i want these un-needy squirms
of usless thoughts and ten cent dreams
id rather chrun in myself thinking about my means
how do you just know something...
how do you just think something should be?
Then why doesnt it grow out and let you keep the key?
Nothing was built to last they say
but we'll still dream of that loyality anyway.

But it always falls in the wrong direction
never quit tiping off your last blessing
you sit and wait, you sit and stare
imaging yourself up there...but no never you could be
and the beauty you possess sometimes they dont see
and refusse to exlpore the magnuite of thee


Rise like silver smoke filtering into the night sky,
you dont have wings to spread and fly
so you just have to try..
the meataphor is sweet but its not the truth no
the raw reality is too boring so you fabricate it so
and then you sew and sitch each moment in your head
making the quilt that emcompasses you in bed
how can your mind be your worst enemy?
why do you run to something just to have it turn away..
why dont the fuzzy tingly feelings just stay
and last and last
making the ride seem fast
and the hault less to bear
re-pairing every place that holds a tear.