why

tap it down
don't let it breathe

let it be over
roll down your sleeves

sit in the darkness
let the tears dry

don't even whisper
just sit and sigh

and wonder why
it matters

(why)

like you

i like you before
i like you after

i like you during

i like you for
no reason
i like you in
all seasons

i like you in between

i like you when
you're dark
i like you when
it's light

i like when we're alike

and different

i like to be the likable one
to you

and even if
the days go through
and i never see
the better part of you

i'll still like you

really like you

(true)

lost powers

there was a time
when i was wise

my thoughts could rule
the world

there was a time
when all inside

would make the flags
unfurl

i honed my skills
in secret places

along the raging
river

i kept my craft
within my laces

away from all the shivers

i never was as
powerful

as the princess i was

i often stayed so
doubtful

even during the applause

if only i could travel
back

to the assuring waters

then the world could
attack

but i would never falter

no more dead
outside the slaughter

(be)

just one day

at the ending
of the day

when all
the colours
came out to play

she jumped
and gave
her soul away

just for 
the giving

her spirit traveled
across the land

for all
the people
to understand

why she
decided
to give it away

to give
up living

for just one day

but no one could 

(gone)

release

you let me go
to set me
free

as if being alone
was the best
for me

you refuse
to believe
that i'm tortured
inside

you scoff
when i say
there's nowhere to
hide

so i broke loose
and set them
free

as if letting go
was easy for
me

maybe my heart
will soar better
in flight

maybe the spirits
will fall faster
at night

maybe you'll
begin to understand
my fright

but i doubt it

(go)

caged

his spirit took wing
when he let the captive go
floating towards freedom


or

what's within my grasp
cages more than what i see
my heart holds me back


or


she gave me the key
then flew free from what i was
leaving me empty

tear

sometimes i feel like
the dead in me
has got to go

the "you can't do it
you shouldn't try it
you don't know it

you never were
good enough
anyway"

but if i separated
from the naysayer
within me

would i be conceited
would i know no bounds
would i forget others

would i shine in the sun
until i was burned
to a crisp?

to shed from
the bad
is to hurt
all the good
that conquers the darkness

no matter what the pain

(insane)