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Band-aid Broken dreams Fallen hopes A tattered life And now I'm left here feelin like I can't stand here And let this all happen But I got no choice Cause its beyond my control Unsettling thoughts Of days gone by Memories lost Of a time when I remember feelin A happiness No corruption When the world was nice And there was nothing more than Playing outside in the rain When you'd get your next ice cream Summer days spent out in the pool Thinking you'd grow up some day And when you did you'd change the world All the problems were just a band-aid away Why does it seem We lose ourselves Each passing day We forget what's

Broken Unerringly I stand Before this crumbling broken throne A tattered crumbled monument Of earthly dying stone Which speaks of works of man And leaves me wandering in fear Not knowing where to find my fill Devouring my flesh With every passing thrill And finally I find myself Before the throne of the Almighty Reaching up to take His hand Praying, kneeling, driven to cry Never have I felt so filled Now I think I'll be pulled through From brokenness I'm mended In the glorious light of truth Chorus From broken things and broken dreams The broken utterings of men The light brings forth the undeniable Oh what man can sta

Fade Away Driving down this old dirt road Open country all around I was feeling oh so cold Was lost but now am found Thought I'd finally close that door Which dragged me down and left me dry Thought that I'd find so much more Thought I'd touch the sky (Interlude) Thought I wanted to get away from here Thought I needed to find myself out there I drove away from all that I held dear And lost myself along the way Thought I needed to find a place to breathe Swore I'd find it some day But when I'm with you, you leave me breathless And I prefer it that way (Interlude) I was so blind I nearly missed you But now I'm on my way I

Fly Hello dear friend, how are you now? What tragedy befalls you? trapped among your broken flesh the spirit must eventually break through beyond the tattered words and broken lies beats a heart which screams for purity but beneath those lies, among shattered dreams it falls into obscurity come fly with me, dear friend, and leave this tragic world behind retreat into this land of dreams, see what we shall find….. waiting among humanities demise we sit and hang our heads the hopeless falls into our eyes, as we sit among the dead what did we do to miss our call? What did we do instead? Nothing friend and that is all With the

Lift                 Drop D tuning Lying here Under this pile of heavy burdens My greatest hope of saving me Is above the weeded garden I need no glasses No instrument of sight For the only thing that can show me truth Is the vision of my soul And the burden lifts above the sky And tumbles into infin  ity So the life of me is eternally restored And I need to fear no more This shroud of dark has disappeared Vanished into the brink of nothing And so the dead will rise again and walk Into this land of glowing sunrise Then the light will lift me up And take me to darkness grave Where all the pain and hurt are laid to rest And

when the powers that hath ruled this world all but fade away to oblivion's edge, to then doth my heart travel and back again, yearning for the day whence that which came leaves again and that which left returns to claim the rightful place atop the hills of silver and gold which men hath deemed a god a god to please the flesh and bone, to look no deeper than the skin, so when the rightful doth come back to judge, the skin will tell its lies, but the heart will tell its all, so those who live in pain but see in truth will be lifted from this vile, tepid world and carried to the gates of paradise, to live in peace forevermore and those whose l

Tonight The way the light hits your eyes tonight It suddenly makes my world so bright And with you in my arms now everything's alright At least tonight When you left my heart began to cry To turn away and let my body die The hole you left just ate me up inside Until tonight And all the pain that I had felt before Fell away when you walked through that door You told me your heart had nearly died Just like mine tonight And all the games that we had played Seem so wrong and insincere But we let them break apart this wondrous thing Why do we act this way? We let our pride tear us apart And then it ripped out my heart I let you

What Life's About I hide behind these broken eyes Where you can't see the pain I feel I close my eyes and wait to find What I need to make this real And take my life to where it needs to be Chorus Broken waiting for your touch to heal me Standing waiting for you to make me free I just can't stay here while this pain keeps pouring out Cause that's not what life's all about Drifting slowly through an endless abyss I can't stand to think of you My anger seethes within my clenching fists And there's nothing left for me to do To let me break away from this disease (Chorus) I run from you at every chance I get To let myself breath

maybe I'm going insane. perhaps my mind has finally had it. I guess I'll never truly know because I'll always feel the same. the mad can never tell that they have lost what small thread of reality kept them tied into the world, the true physical realm of taste and touch and smell and sight and sound, the place where everything falls toward the ground and life and death have meaning. maybe thats where the sun and moon really are, rising and setting in perfect tandem over a sea of endless people thinking its just for them. maybe the sun really burns with the light of dreams undreamed and sleeps unslept where light and dark meet fun and fear and

It's been four years now Since the first day I walked down these halls I think back on all the memories Some have stayed and some have fallen away Looking on a sea of faces How many did I never know? But here and there I see a friend And wonder if I'll be able to go We spent so much time Walking down these halls and now we're Little bit older, little bit wiser, but sometimes just as immature Little bit jaded, little bit faded, but still so much in store Here we sit four years later Four years later here we are Spent countless hours On essays and problems I can't recall But the people who stayed with me Friends who endured thr