1. Under the Tree
It has been so long. So long since the thunder. I forgot its voice. Its voice as it speaks to me. I wish I knew no words so it could not taunt me so.

Standing in the rain, back turned. This is not the romantic jazz rain. This is the heart-piercing disturbing rain, which haunts you enough to pass by without offering a hand.

The power to create. Forge a masterpiece. Lose yourself in it. In the silence you know yourself. In solitude you doubt yourself. The curtains to your heart are gray. The day is lost in translation. Burn the fabric and chase after the dusk.
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2. At First Night

Verse 1
They say we're too far away
but who cares what they say
we'll meet up in a coffee shop
talk for hours and never stop.

Chorus
It was love at first night.
This was love at first night.

Verse 2
First was love after time
lasted not a year's time.
Next was love at first sight
but that ended in one night.

Bridge
But it might be safe to say
that those were all just infatuations
I've never loved like this
I've never loved before.
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3. War Inside My Head
I'm on a road I can't see
is it the snow or is it me?
inside or outside, still cold
I don't know I just don't know
White never appeared so dark
the fear is a catalyst to fuel

This war inside my head.

Is this how it feels to be dead?
the blood that flowed was red
so why am I so numb?
Our weakness could be shed.
My sight is fading away
as I say farewell to the day and to

This war inside my head.

It's an all out war on the flesh
of the soul
of the mind
of the spirit.
Keep your head down or you will get shot but sometimes that's so tempting.
You want to stay neutral but there's no such thing as a middle ground.
In the crossfire you see Him on the cross.

His wounds were big enough to bleed
deep enough to scar
there was blood enough to wash out
all your sins and all your scars.

Jesus already bled
so we could have peace in our heads
lay your head on His breast
and finally get some rest.
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4. Reality
I am my own worst enemy
and there is too much to forget.
I'm scalded by this water
this cleansing has only brought darkness.
It burns deeper than my back
through my bones, to the soul.
But I don't want to move
I don't want to do anything.
Any touch gives me fear
it's not wanted here.
But if there's one thing I can't stand
it's the contact of my eyes and yours.
Apathy is deceptive
he always catches up in the end.

Why can't it all be so clear?
I know who lingers here
Reality and disappointment.

I'd try to go to sleep
to leave it all behind
but I just don't have the time.
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5. Message to the World
I gave up my soul
with my back against the wood
and I felt no pain.

You were there when it happened
you watched with the world as I died.
You were there when it happened
you watched with the world as I died to you.

I still visit the grave
the place where I was transformed
into a new being.

I was there when it happened
I watched with the Lord as you died.
I was there when it happened
I watched with the Lord as you died to me.

So you're dead inside me
I walk in the land of the dead
and you still won't find him
until the nails in your hands flow red.
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6. Of the Hills
This place is beautiful
despite the rain
despite the clouds
and it's not of the trees
and it's not of the grass so green
it's of the hills

Hills are for those who can climb them
for those who ride them
reach only valleys.

In a valley you can hide
but on a hill, you can see.
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7. A Love Above All
My actions are no longer my own
I am pulled into an endless room
eternal in all directions
I feel love begin to overtake me
a state of numbness
and deep emotion
I am intoxicated by this love
this love that surrounds
more so than the music that keeps reminding us
that we are loved
and all is so fragile
aside from this love.
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8. Your Absence
I can't feel anymore. The thought of you gone numbs me. It arrests my heart's beating, my brain's churning. I will not cry, for I cannot cry. Your absence paralyzes. All who know you weep for you at this moment. It arrests my heart's beating, my brain's churning. Return to us, make your presence known. Your influence is needed everywhere. You can be sure that you are missed while in your dormant stage. You are loved, that will never change.
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10. The Coldest Night
I don't want to get used to missing you again.

That night was a song that you sang to me.
I was caught up in your beauty.
Your eyes had a hold on me
they would not release me.

It was the coldest night this summer, but for you.
Your love was warm. Your touch was warm.
Your words were warm over the telephone.
Your touch was warm that night in the park.
your love was warm. Your touch was warm.
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11. Alot of Time to Think
Her hair hangs over the seat
barely an inch from my knee

I will never hold her
as I once held you

I am beginning to think
you and she are the same
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