Hope

Hope is beauty, personified
At her feet the world, hypnotized

A million flashes, A million smiles
And on the catwalk she flies in style


But in this heart of darkness
All hope lies lost and torn
All fame, like love is fleeting
When there's no hope anymore


Pain and glory, hand in hand
A Sacrifice, the highest price

Like the poison in her arm
Like a whisper she was gone
Like when angels fall...


In this heart of darkness
All hope lies on the floor
Love like fame, is fleeting
When there's no hope anymore


Like the poison in her arm
Like a whisper she was gone

Like an angel
Angels fall...

Apocalyptica

Tonight we drink to youth

Love Hurts
Tonight we drink to youth
And holding fast the truth
Don't want to lose what I had as a boy
My heart still has a beat
But love is now a feat
As common as a cold day in L.A.

Sometimes when I'm alone I wonder
Is there a spell that I am under
Keeping me from seeing the real thing

Love hurts
But sometimes it's a good hurt
And it feels like I'm alive
Love sings
When it transcends the bad things
Have a heart and try me
'cause without love I won't survive

I'm fettered and abused
Stand naked and accused
Should I surface, this one-man submarine?
I only want the truth!
So tonight we drink to youth!
I'll never lose what I had as a boy

incubus

I'm Sorry

Oh I had a lot to say was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren’t the same
Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry it makes me want to die
I’m sorry I’m bad, I’m sorry I’m blue, I’m sorry about all things I said to you
And I know I can’t take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all you’re sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say I’m sorry…
This time I think I’m to blame it’s harder to get through the days
You get older and blame turns to shame

Every single day I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried it’s never too late to make it right
Oh yeah sorry!

Buckcherry

A Love Song

REJECT me not if I should say to you
I do forget the sounding of your voice,
I do forget your eyes that searching through
The mists perceive our marriage, and rejoice.

Yet, when the apple-blossom opens wide
Under the pallid moonlight’s fingering,
I see your blanched face at my breast, and hide
My eyes from diligent work, malingering.

Ah, then, upon my bedroom I do draw
The blind to hide the garden, where the moon
Enjoys the open blossoms as they straw
Their beauty for his taking, boon for boon.

And I do lift my aching arms to you,
And I do lift my anguished, avid breast,
And I do weep for very pain of you,
And fling myself at the doors of sleep, for rest.

And I do toss through the troubled night for you,
Dreaming your yielded mouth is given to mine,
Feeling your strong breast carry me on into
The peace where sleep is stronger even than wine.

D.H. Lawrence

Vampire Heart

Darling, I'm lost,
Adrift in the dark
I'm clutching your words to my vampire heart once more
So let in the light, turn me to dust
If it don't end in bloodshed, dear,
It's probably not love
Here we are, in the darkest place
My reflection shows only your face
Something is found
Something is lost
Went looking for clues in the streets of old New York
And I spilled someone's blood
I broke someone's heart again
someone you know
you're looking at him, my friend
And the people in our lives
We all leave behind
Leave behind
Here we are, in the darkest place
To keep from forgetting I picture your face
And i wonder
While we count the cost
Which is sweeter;
Love or it's loss
So i curse you,
My vampire heart
For letting me love you
Love you
For letting me love you
From the start

T. Mcrae

Midsummer Night's Dream

BUT so deep the wild-bee hummeth,
And so still the glow-worm glows,
That we know a Saviour cometh,
And we lay our hearts with those--
All the mysteries earth strives with through the June nights and the rose.

Strange the joy that sets us weeping--
Holy John, thy Feast is come!
Yea, we feel a Babe is leaping
In the womb where he is dumb
To the song that God’s own Mother sings so loud to Christendom.

High that singing, high and humble!
Lo, our Queen is taking rule:
Faint midsummer thunders rumble,
And gold lilies light the pool,
While the generations whisper that a Queen is taking rule.

Michael Field

Praying

As I'm walking through these streets again
I'm crawling
And as I try to live my life again
I'm falling down

Can you pick me up
Can you let it stop
Can you make it go away

Can you pick me up
Can you let it stop
Can you make it go away

Won't somebody help me, is it hard
To let me find my way
Won't somebody love me (for a start)
I'm laughing as I pray

Where is the road
I must look at the road
I must pray a little longer
Or laugh a little more

K's Choice

Silence

THERE are some qualities — some incorporate things,
That have a double life, which thus is made
A type of that twin entity which springs
From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade.
There is a two-fold Silence — sea and shore —
Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places,
Newly with grass o'ergrown ; some solemn graces,
Some human memories and tearful lore,
Render him terrorless : his name's "No More."
He is the corporate Silence : dread him not !
No power hath he of evil in himself ;
But should some urgent fate (untimely lot !)
Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf,
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod
No foot of man,) commend thyself to God !

E.A. Poe

State of Mind

There's a chair in my head on which I used to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote the following on it

Now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be
Dig it up, throw it at me
Dig it up, throw it at me

Where can I run to, where can I hide
Who will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mind

Got a knife to disengage the voids that I can't bear
To cut out words I've got written on my chair

Like do you think I'm sexy
Do you think I really care

Can I burn the mazes I grow
Can I, I don't think so

Can I burn the mazes I grow
Can I, I don't think so

Where can I run to, where can I hide
Who will I turn to now I'm in a virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind

K's Choice

close

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look will easily unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

e.e. cummings