The bold untamed colors of black and white, incomparable yet, the same
Ability and wonder untold
Good comes from defiance of youth
The life that pulses through my veins
The rhythms I breathe
The music I hear
The gold in my hair
The intensity of my eyes
The voice my lips speak
From the words on my tongue
And my love lies bleeding on hollow ground
Where morning glory is ash
And winter skies
German silver and smoky charcoal intertwine in the mist
My world is frozen as time moves forward and I am gelid
Regret and sorrow can not change the future
My tears can not rewrite the past
We are forgotten
BLEEDING IGNORANCE
ALL WE ARE IS CHRONIC
