Throw a blanket over grass blades,
cascade through this vacated path of time,
let me illustrate, with skilled hands so precise,
ticking time bomb, know your heart's the device
indecisive, skilled; cracking thin ice
think twice, blow the smoke over winter nights
so simple..a breath forever in a freeze frame
please name, several other people
who can retrace old flames, nickname basis
love those chase, fell three stories
out of god's good graces
soft toned, with a trace of strep
heard you said a few words that could hurt my rep,
I slept vacant, naked were the eyes, wide awake
like a cellmate lurking in disguise
gotta rise from the ashes, with bloody passions,
im just abiding by your rules of attraction

Moon and Stars, Out So far
snow white skin full of discreet scars
skin so thin, with a tin-man's heart
moon and stars, growing apart

Nu-uh, i dont miss you
stack full of chick flick vid's and your tissues
strewn about, forever, staged by the better days
sane, the forgetters, days look the same like
wishfully hum this, blissfully sung this,
wistfully clung to scars of the heartless,
artless people putting "stars" on the market
slaughter like the sargeant, caught her in a harness,
all those times that we broke that promise,
monach wings never seemed so honest
and I guess that it never occurred to me,
simple emergencies, never an urgency
hurtin me, judge these people universally
I guess its just another cursed thing
little angel, tangled in the wires,
strangled by the brittle little strings of desire


Moon and Stars, Out So far
snow white skin full of discreet scars
skin so thin, with a tin-man's heart
moon and stars, growing apart

And i guess that in never occured to me
simple emergencies, never an urgency
hurtin me, well kept verse, never spillin em
landmine words, never trippin em
giving em trust, that trust full of sun baked rust,
rust red patterns in my blood, color my lust,
cliche scene girl in her chucks, an emcee
and his murderous tounge, we were so young
and I guess I should accept this,
gotta message and a voice, gotta vent this
over this, little phrase and rebuttal,
crippling to hands held out, carpel tunnel,
knuckles crack, fades away as my heart goes black,
youre absorbed by my un-wise cracks,
breaking your back, hold the weight of the world,
I guess its just the precious little state of you, girl.


Moon and Stars, Out So far
snow white skin full of discreet scars
skin so thin, with a tin-man's heart
moon and stars, growing apart