I  recall a
  time

  when
i   spoke
     and all of
you

   forgot
to listen 

let my lips move
across the canvas
of your soul,
or your body,
whichever you are willing
to part with-
to let me touch

and i want to be in there-
where you are crying,
calling out.
so lets just run away
and keep going,
or keep screaming,
if you’re there
i don’t care

if not for this madness-
i would go insane.
and the only ground
i can feel…
is you under me

let me carve
my name
into your heart.

Yeah, it's not creative or anything but I felt like putting it up to show off.

That's me on the drums/vocals.

fall leaves behind us
memories of harvest moons
bright in bitter winds

something about the way you
managed to keep away
from sullying yourself
depending on others
the way we did

and your self preserving
everlasting against theirs
the right to your body
yours alone

i find it beautiful
the way youve managed
to steer clear of the mistakes
that we all have made

you said thank you
maya angelou
and
i say thank you
for being you

| {freedom is a choice;