To create you must consume
To live you must die
That's why we don't get excited
About things that don't matter

If you meet enough people
And listen to their stories
You will find the master key
That unlocks every door
You become like the sage
A participant, even puppet, of the drama
And an audience member at the same time
You begin to hear the same song
Playing over and over in the background
And become adept at predicting the notes
Then the question becomes
How much to interfere?
Or
Is an echoing love dance the only efficient response?

Dear Lord,
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
I don't know…
Amen

I made it through another day
Neither predator nor prey
Though the stars shine down on each alike
I'm still disturbed by weakness

Limited minds
Need words for the limitless
We don't all relate to love the same way
We are both what we know and what we believe
But it's hard to name a set of beliefs
So when you talk, speak of love
And speak of your understanding
We are books with no covers
Just trying to relate

"Happy people tend to be more creative and less prone to the errors induced by habit."
-Joseph Hallinan, "Why We Make Mistakes."

These days
I can't imagine what thirty more years will bring
I've lived so many lives already
These days
I still take on too much
I need to be more sensitive to the balance
These days
Are nothing like I pictured they would be
What a thrill, what a life
These days

Sugar pop
Bubblegum
Chocolate covered strawberries
Gumdrops
Thin mints
Candied brown walnuts
Krispy kreme
Ice cream
Lemondrops
Wednesday

Only love will heal
Not time
Not money
Only light can illuminate
Not fear
Not isolation
Only hope
Sometimes as fragile as an eggshell
Will carry you into a new life