I am the broken man.

Behind the colourful mask, the one with the fake smile.

I am the broken man.

The blank stares that looks at nothing.

i am the broken man.

Too many feelings, too many thoughts, not enough time.

I am the broken man.

Pulled into a pit of despair, the descend from hope is steep.

I am the broken man.

Hands reach out, but only grasp into empty air.

I am the broken man.

There is no blame, there is no progress.

I am the broken man.

Silent cries that never reach their ears.

I am the broken man.

The clock doesn’t tick, it’s hands lost to total entropy.

I am the broken man.

The stars are cold and distant, the flame is dim and frozen.

I am the broken man.

Before the void closes in, a final glimpse back.

Tears the blur the sad and downturned eyes, a farewell without any words.

I am broken.

Verse 1:

You said that you knew me
Said that you cared
You said you would never
Leave when I’m scared
You promised forever and then left me out here
A house that is empty, containing my fear
Verse 2:

It’s dark through the window
It’s dark in my heart
It’s dark in the places
Where you had a part
It’s quiet and lonely, now you are not here
And only the cold wind remembers your tears

Chorus:

‘Cause then he came
Out of the blue
He left no warning
And he dragged you
He took you away, the memory of you
Yea, then he came
Right out of the blue
He made no sound
And then he killed you
He just stood there, there’s blood on the wood
And on that day
The rain felt good
Verse 3:

Now it’s so cold outside
And I’m silent again
But when the rain falls
I know you was my friend
Why you took off, and made a final turn
And deep my in heart, my love still burns

Chorus:

‘Cause then he came
Out of the blue
He left no warning
And he dragged you
He took you away, the memory of you
Yea, then he came
Right out of the blue
He made no sound
And then he killed you
He just stood there, there’s blood on the wood
And on that day
The rain felt good

Release:

Stone walls are calling me
Calling me, to make me see
That I was wrong to let you go
I’m sorry and I hope you know
But those walls keep calling me
And I know;
It was your destiny

Chorus:

‘Cause then he came
Out of the blue
He left no warning
And he dragged you
He took you away, the memory of you
Yea, then he came
Right out of the blue
He made no sound
And then he killed you
He just stood there, there’s blood on the wood
And on that day
The rain felt good

And on that day
The Rain fell

A painting, framed
Yet without concerns
For the art around it
Slowly, a hollow palette of colours, washed off
A blank slate, with a hint of teasing

Despite the brushes
And the countless spots
It feels as though
No thought was put into the creation of everything
Rather, the slate looks to me

I’m no painter
But I need the frame
It keeps me together
I’ve come to learn, that two parts of my frame remains
No matter where I turn or go

It matters to me
As I cling on to the frame
Trying to be strong
Even though when it comes to it, I’m only faking it all
I have no one to tell this to

Seeing a jar of paint
I hold the brush without
Knowing what to do
Or where to even begin to explain myself
If I only I knew what to do

I see my friends move
In life, in love, in death
Yet my world stands still
I’m scared to move on my own, I need someone to cling to
I need an extra frame

I look at the slate once more
I realise that time passes
And it dawns upon me
The world is moving alright, it is only me who don’t know how to follow
And the paint on the slate is not me

I stain the frame
As I try to paint myself
I cannot keep doing this
Running out of paint, out of hope, my misery seems to keep me afloat
Although it stops the painting

Once more this feeling
Of being left to handle myself
Without knowledge of how I’d do that
If I’d call out for help, I’d be rejected and my frames would move away
And so, I stay silent, like a painting, slowly losing it’s frames

When I was little, you were there

When I was afraid, you were there

When I was alone, you were there

When I was in doubt, you were there

When I needed advice, you were there

When I opened myself to you, you were there

When mom got hurt, you were there

When I made mistakes, you were there

When I moved out, you were there

You’ve always been there

And now, dear father, I am the one who is here

Where you were for me

I am now here for you

And you are there

Still

On her scorching back, her wings of fire
Feathers alight as she leaps from the pyre
Into the sky, her skin in a flame
Burning the night, people know her name

Ashes of the fallen, the embers of the dead
As the kindle spark, she rise in it’s stead
The gleam of her claws, so sharp, so cold
Pride befalls her, her power unfold

Swooping down towards her prey
Young ones to feed ‘fore the end of the day
Everything she purges, young or old
Those that will hinder, she turns into coal

This is the tale of the firey bird
Listen, and praise every burning word
The Phoenix has risen, this is her reign
And if she shall die, she’ll live once again

A cloud’s lining, way deep below me
The sparrows take home in the stars

I lift my arms, but I have no wings
Slowly, I drift in the breeze

The autumn-coloured carpet
Of the forest and the leaves

I see a girl, with hair like a ruby
Her silver gown is tattered and torn

She’s too far and fast for me to reach her
The wind taking my voice away

It’s quiet up here, the night is calm
I stop and reach for the moon

Like a tiny and lonely satelite
My body limb, but in control

The shadows of space embraces me
Chilling into my bones and into my soul

I grow my feathers, grey and black
And end my flight on this November night