::: Special Thanks to Holly Kromray for Submitting Lyrics :::

A GLIMPSE OF HOPE (2003)

1 LETTERS TO MYSELF I WROTE A LETTER TO MYSELF TO EXPRESS THE WAY I FEEL.  I’M WONDERING IF I’LL FEEL THE SAME WAY, THE SAME AS BEFORE.  I’M COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS, UNTIL THE SEASONS COME TO CHANGE.  MY FEELINGS TWIST AND MY CONFIDENCE CRUMBLES AND YOU ARE LEFT IN VAIN.  REIGNING FEARS COME OUT WITH TEARS.  AND YOU STAND TO WATCH ME FALL.  NOW I’M FEELING DEEP INSIDE.  THAT YOU DON’T EVEN CARE AT ALL.  THIS IS MORE THAN I CAN HANDLE.  BUST DOWN THE WALLS, BREAK THE SILENCE, HEAL THESE WOUNDS AND SET ME FREE. 

2 CRIMSON SHATTERED DREAMS AND BROKEN HEARTS.  ALL HELD IN YOUR HANDS.  JUST TRY TO WASH THE BLOOD AWAY.  BECAUSE ONLY YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND.  YOUR TWISTED HEART, YOUR TWISTED MIND.  YOUR HOLLOW SOUL AND YOUR EMPTY LIFE.  JUST TRY TO WASH THE BLOOD AWAY.  THE CRIMSON STAINS WILL REMAIN.  SHATTERED BODIES TANGLED LIMBS.  LOSS OF PARENTS AND THEIR CHILDREN.  JUST TRY TO WASH THE BLOOD AWAY.  FORGET THE DREAMS YOU’VE DESTROYED.  AND THE COUNTLESS TEARS OF MILLIONS.  ALL THE RELATIONSHIPS LOST.  JUST TRY TO WASH THE BLOOD AWAY.  THE CRIMSON STAINS WILL REMAIN.  SHATTERED DREAMS AND BROKEN HEARTS.  SHATTERED HOMES AND SHATTERED LIVES.  JUST LOOK AT THE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.  JUST LOOK AT THE BLOOD.  JUST LOOK AT THE BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.  THOSE STAINS WILL ALWAYS REMAIN.

3 ENERGY IT’S A QUARTER PAST TWO AND I’M SITTING HERE.  I’VE GOT THE BLUES AND I’VE GOT MY THINKING SHOES ON.  I DRIFT AWAY OFF TO A SIMPLE PLACE.  I START TO FIND MY WAY THEN IT HITS ME IN THE FACE.  IT’S JUST A GLIMPSE.  A GLIMPSE OF MY IMAGINATION I COULDN’T HANDLE.  HANDLE OR COMPREHEND.  SCATTERED PICTURES THAT MAKE NO SENSE.  CLAIM INSANITY THAT’S MY SELF DEFENSE.  ON THE EDGE OF YOUR SEAT DENIAL BEFORE DEFEAT.  I’LL SEE YOU AGAIN MY FALLEN FRIEND.  A SUDDEN FLAIR I’M TOTALLY AWARE.  AWAKEN FROM A DREAM I LET OUT A SCREAM.   WHAT’S GOING ON?  THERE’S ENERGY IN THE AIR.  WHAT’S GOING ON? THE ENERGY IS SO STRONG.  I LOOK AROUND, BUT THERE’S NO ONE TO SEE.  I SCREAM OUT LOUD, BUT THERE’S NO ONE TO SEE.

4 DROWNING WHEN LONELINESS SEEMED TO BE MY ONLY FRIEND.  I FELL OFF MY MOUNTAINTOP INTO A SEA OF UNSHED TEARS.  MY ASHEN FACE ILLUSTRATES THE TORTURE I’VE BEEN IN THESE RANDOM MOODS LEAVE NOTHING TO PROVE.  IT’S KILLING ME.  ANOTHER DAY, IT BRINGS A DIFFERENT MOOD.  IT’S SO HARD TO BE YOURSELF WHEN THE WORLD JUDGES YOU.  I’LL SEEK A SOLUTION, BUT IT ONLY LEAVES ME MORE CONFUSED.  IT SEEMS LIKE NEW TEARS ALWAYS MASK MY HAPPINESS.  JUST OPEN THE DOOR, BLINK YOUR EYES.  SHATTERED HEADLIGHTS, BLINDING PRIDE.  NO NEED TO SEE THE OUTCOME.  BUT YOU’LL BREAK MY FALL.  WIPE THESE TEARS FROM MY EYES.  YOU’LL SAY I’M SORRY, I’LL SAY IT’S FINE.  NOW I KNOW YOU CARE.  THOUGH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND.  IT’S BETTER THAN NOTHING.  AT LEAST YOU’RE MY FRIEND.  THE PRESSURE IS FADING.  THE HOPE BRINGS NEW LIGHT.  THOUGH IT WON’T LAST FOREVER.  IT WORKS FOR TONIGHT.

5 TIN SOLDIER I’VE GOT SO MUCH RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD.  SO FAST I CANNOT STOP AND COMPREHEND.  PEOPLE SEEM SO FAR AWAY.  WHEN THEY’RE RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE.  YOU WANT ME TO ACCEPT THE FACT.  THAT SINCE SOME OTHER GUY DAMAGED “OUR” COUNTRY.  THERE’S NO LOOKING BACK TO GRIEVE.  MURDERING THEIR INNOCENT CIVILIANS.  DON’T STRAY FROM THE PATH AND YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY. YOU CANNOT CHANGE WHAT I AM.  I’M STANDING TALL WITH SO MUCH PRIDE.

6 BY THE WAY SO I SIT HERE AND JUST WONDER WHY.  LIKE A PLANE CRASHING OUT OF THE SKY.  DROWNING IN A SEA OF MY OWN NAIVENESS.  PICTURES IN MY MIND ARE ALL THAT IS LEFT.  IT’S ALL OVER NOW.  JUST LOOK AHEAD.  FIRE FLIES, ROMAN CANDLES, SHOOTING STARS.  A FLAME WAS LIT THAT CAN’T BE PUT OUT.  PICTURE THE DAYS THAT ARE YET TO COME.  IT WAS FUN, BUT IT’S ALL SAID AND DONE.  DEEP DOWN INSIDE.  MY EMOTIONS ARE HEATING UP.  THOUGHTS BOUNCE BACK AND FORTH.  WHERE DID I GO WRONG?  WHAT CAN I DO?

7 FREE TO DIE YOU SEE IT EVERY DAY.  IN EVERY SINGLE WAY.  IT’S ALL ACROSS THE WORLD.  YOU SEE IT IN THEIR EYES.  WHEN I BECOME A MAN.  I MIGHT HAVE TO TAKE A STAND.  PUT MY LIFE AT RISK.  IT’S NOT WORTH IT.  THIS IS THE LAND OF THE FREE.  SO WHY DON’T YOU LET ME BE.  IF THIS IS THE LAND OF THE FREE.  I SHOULD BE ABLE TO LIVE IN PEACE.  I’M HAPPY WHERE I AM.  DON’T NEED A GUN IN MY HAND.  DON’T WANT TO BE A NUMBER.  DON’T WANT TO LISTEN TO YOU.  DON’T WANT TO BE A STATISTIC.  DON’T THINK IT’S RIGHT AT ALL.

8 OUT OF REACH HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TOO AFRAID TO TRY?  HAVE YOU EVER NEEDED SOMEONE YOU COULD HOLD?  I’VE BEEN THERE AND I’VE SEEN IT ALL BEFORE.  BUT IT’S OUT OF REACH.  KEEP YOUR HEAD UP HIGH.  DON’T GET SCARED.  LET GO OF THE TIMES.  CAUSE THEY WILL PASS.  AND BETTER DAYS WILL COME.  HAVE YOU EVER TRIED TO BREAK THROUGH A TREND.  AND GOTTEN KNOCKED DOWN FOR SOMEONE’S FEAR OF BEING DIFFERENT?

9 TO LIVE NOT KNOWING SPENT A DAY TRYING TO REMEMBER WHAT ALL HAPPENED LAST YEAR.  WHAT WENT ON TO CHANGE OUR LIVES SO DRAMATICALLY.  NOW THAT I’VE HAD SOME TIME TO SORT THINGS OUT.  EVERYTHING SEEMS MORE CONFUSING THAN BEFORE.  DRIVING INTO AN ENDLESS MAZE OF MEMORIES.  CRASHING TO A HALT, AND NEVER COMING BACK.  LEAVING WITH SURPRISE WITHOUT TIME TO SAY GOODBYE.  WHEN WILL WE SEE YOU AGAIN.  IT’S COLD OUTSIDE, JANUARY’S NEARING AN END.  SO WE SAY FAREWELL TO OUR BEST FRIEND.  ACCIDENTS HAPPEN.  AND MISTAKES WILL BE MADE.  BUT THE PAST AND FORGETTING.  ARE OUT OF TOUCH.  LOSING MY MIND ON HOW THINGS.  COULD’VE TURNED OUT TO BE.  INTO THE SUNSET WE GO.  HEADING FOR A DEAD END.  RAISE YOUR FIST TO HONOR THE LOST.  CODY JAMES FRISCH AND ANDY MAAS.

FOR NOW UNTIL FOREVER… (2001)

1 NEW DAY COMING DOWN AGAIN.  LEAVING TOWN TODAY.  CAN’T WE JUST BEGIN LIFE A NEW WAY?  START ALL OVER AGAIN.  UNDO MISTAKES WHEN.  WE DIDN’T THINK ABOUT.  HOW IT WOULD AFFECT US NOW.  JUST FORGET THE PAST.  SOMEONE WILL BE THERE.  WHO WILL STOP YOUR FALL.  I FELL FROM MY CLOUD.  AND WAS THEN CRUSHED.  LIKE A BUG ON THE GROUND.  I WISH I KNEW MYSELF ENOUGH.  I WISH I KNEW YOU.

2 CONCENTRATION LOSING COUNT OF WHAT GOES WRONG.  OPEN WINDOWS SEEM CLOSED TO ME.  I DIDN’T SEE A WELCOME SIGN.  CASCADES BEGIN TO CRUMBLE.  I SEE PICTURES FALLING OUT OF FRAMES.  AND ALL OF THE COLORING HAS TURNED GRAY.  IT’S TOO LATE FOR ME TO CARE.  BUT I STILL STAND THERE.  I WON’T GO AWAY.  I’VE BEEN THROUGH ALL THIS BEFORE.  THE BITTERNESS WILL HAVE AN END.  I WILL TRY TO BREATHE AND PUT ON A BITTER SMILE.

3 SPECIAL STARIN’ OUT THE WINDOW.  SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE.  I HAVEN’T MET BEFORE.  SOMEONE JUST LIKE ME.  BUT YOU’RE STILL NOT HERE.  I NEED YOU RIGHT NOW.  RIGHT HERE IN MY ARMS.  I KNOW THAT YOU ARE OUT THERE.  SOMEWHERE I WILL FIND YOU.  SOMEDAY I WILL FIND YOU.  SOMEHOW I WILL FIND YOU.  I’LL FIND YOU.   SOMEHOW...SOMEWHERE...SOMEDAY...SOMETIME.  GO!  I WISH THERE WOULD BE SOMEONE SPECIAL.  NOT JUST LIKE EVERYONE I KNOW.  I KNOW THAT YOU ARE SO SPECIAL.  I KNOW YOU BELONG TO ME WELL I KNOW...  YOU BELONG TO ME.  WHERE’S THE OTHER PART OF ME.  THE ONE I MISS SO MUCH.  IT DOESN’T FEEL RIGHT.  WITHOUT YOU RIGHT HERE.  WITHOUT YOU RIGHT NOW.  I’M AFRAID THAT I AM RUNNING OUT OF TIME.  BUT AFTER ALL I WAIT.  I KNOW THAT YOU ARE OUT THERE.

4 MAN HAS NO UNDERSTANDING… MAN HAS NO UNDERSTANDING.  HE CAN BE TAUGHT A FEW SIMPLE TRICKS, NOTHING MORE.  © PLANET OF THE APES

5 #5 ALL THE POSITIVE BEGINNINGS.  IN WHO I REALLY AM.  ARE TURNED UPSIDE DOWN.  WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL THE PREWRITTEN PATHS.  THAT SEEM SO UNPASSABLE NOW.  A PRISON OF UNSOLVABLE COMPLEXITY IS MY FUTURE.  IS MY PAST.  EVERYTHING IS OUT OF ORDER.  1-2-3-GO!  I DON’T BELONG HERE.  DO YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL? I DON’T BELONG ANYWHERE.  DO YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL?

6 TRAPS THINGS WILL CHANGE THAT’S FOR SURE.  BUT WILL IT STILL BE ME?  OR SOMETHING I DON’T WANT TO BE?  DON’T WANT TO LOSE MY YOUTH.  BE MYSELF FOREVER.  AND NEVER GIVE IN LIKE MILLIONS HAVE DONE BEFORE.  CHOOSE TO STAY WHO I AM.  NEVER GIVE UP AND LOSE MY YOUTH.  THE FUTURE IS SO FRIGHTENING.  TOMORROW MEANS FREEDOM.  BUT CAN I ESCAPE THE CYCLES AND KEEP MY YOUTH?  BE MYSELF FOREVER.  NEVER GIVE UP AND LOSE.  NEVER GIVE IN LIKE MILLIONS HAVE DONE BEFORE.

7 COLD JANUARY FAREWELL UNDER THE CUTTING EDGES OF A SMASHED CAR PIECES.  THE DELUSION OF AN INVINCIBLE LIFE.  SHATTERED INTO A THOUSAND SPLINTERS.  THAT ARE NOW STUCK IN MY BLEEDING HEART.  AND I’M BLEEDING WITH NO BLOOD LEFT.  THE “WHAT IF’S” AND “WHY’S” START LAUGHING.  POINTING FINGERS ALL AT ME.  TAKEN FOREVER BY A COLD WINTER’S NIGHT’S ACCIDENT.  NEWSPAPERS ONLY CRY FOR A DAY.  MY TEARS ARE REAL AND BURNING.  A PART OF ME LEFT FOREVER ON THAT COLD WINTER’S DAY.  EVERYTHING IS OUT OF ORDER..........WE WANT YOU BACK.