When love has gone
there are no songs left to sing
the words are there
balanced on the tongue
with no hope of love to bring
her pleas of end
echo on the wind
to free the love
captured by the ring
when love has gone
I feel a song
of love
too late to sing

These pieces of time
Frozen in bits of silver
Falling on me
Unannounced
Without order
Arbitrarily
Stabbing me
With memories
of a time
Lost

Losing love,
Leaking love
It spills out on the ground
And then it's gone

In love, our tears formed the same river
Now, they empty into different oceans

Our lives come together and mingle
like puddles of oil on water
Only to be seperated again
by the wind

I'm trying to fit all of these pieces of yesterday
into a mold shaped like today

Eleven points of light
Came through my window sight
Where light had never shone
An eleven pointed star had grown
This can't be real I thought
A chimera trick of light
Could my dream be caught
By this beacon in the night
Then as quickly as it shined
My star began to fade
Returning to the dark
Where light has never stayed

We fell in love and then we met
A random chance in a tattered net
From Willipa hills to the Land of Oz
We danced on the moon lit by the stars
Wishes and dreams we tried to keep
But debris and clutter cut us deep
On silver wings at dawn one day
She cut her chains and flew away
The lake is black, cold, and still
Broken dreams, abandoned will

My love has no place to fall
It dissipates in the air
It has no reflection to affirm itself
It is a ghostly love
Unnourished and lonely