The Black Ribbon

that black strip of ribbon
i bought in your memory
has suddenly come to life
have you come to visit me?

we all need something to hang onto
we all need to dance in mid air
we all need to say hello sometimes
just so you know that i'm still here

in light and shadow you dance
do you like the song i have on?
so i spin and turn back again and again
just long enough to say hi and then you're gone

i want something to hang onto
i want to dance in mid air
when i die buy a black ribbon
just so you know that i'm still here

Along the Edges

I don't mind them talking about it
It's just that they're talking about me
So I smile, nod, and I agree
Guess I'm just glad
They can't see inside me

So we hide among the living
Even carry on their traditions
Just feels like something's missing
To be like them
I guess that's what I'm wishing

I know it's hard to fit in
This puzzle called life
But if we stay along the edges
I think we'll be alright

I know you want to fix it
But you can't fix a fall
I know you want to fix it
But you can't fix it all

Too Good To Be Through

i can't stand divisiveness
even with heart willing to fight
now that i've no loyalties
i'll enjoy seeing you go down in flames

you are so shiny and new
but you won't always be needed
by the time you fall in love
mine will already be through

you thought we had potential
truth is i'm just too good for you
now that i've told you all this
i'll enjoy seeing you go down in flames

we've escaped the city lights
shadows and stars seem more alive
i know you'd rather have truth
other people prefer the lies

The 16th Line

Things are not as strange
as they once seemed to be
Things are not so strange
now between you and me
I could look into dark sky
'til the faintest stars alight
I could stare into your eyes
seeing our love still alive

Life did not become
the picture we had in mind
We are not as lost
if we just follow our sign
To grow old with you
I am yours; you are mine
This love continues
past the sixteenth line...

Completion In You

if only you knew the way i've missed you
before these waking hours
clock strikes two forty-five then clock strikes three

the moon knows all my troubles and worries
she says i'm just silly too
i think a bit sad but not in this story

does anyone know the mystery of life
other than our basic need
to be loved and cared for by the others

you've come a long way baby; one more year
so glad it's with you sweet face
my missing heart finds completion in you