What Would You Be?

What would you be if you could be anything?
Anything?
Anything.
Anything?
Anything.
What would you be if you could be anything?

I would be nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing.
You can't be nothing!
I would be nothing.

What would you be if you could be anything?
I would be everything.
Everything?
Everything.
You can't be everything!
I would be everything.

What would you be if you could be anything?


The screen glows as a moon
A romantic touch
But not on the lips


A Sickness of Love
Without escape —
Who will set me free?


Such decay.
What will endure?
When can I leave?


Driving 75
On the open road
I want to go 80


The campfire dying
Good company
Revealing the stars


The locust sings
Under a twisted tree
Breezy blue sky


Lodges glowing with warmth
Under an ancient sky
Like a Winter town without snow


New day
New sun, new sky
New me


I still miss her skin
Her hand in mine
Her eyes sorting my soul


Time to grow up
Almost twenty
A boy no longer


Little boys
Catching frogs
Splashing water
Becoming men


Where is adventure?
When all the world is mapped,
And the stars are so far...


Clear, moonless night
I wish the stars were brighter
Or, closer to heart


Now who do I want?
Because I feel so confused
Do I deserve either?


So captivating
From smile to heart
She's the one I want


I'm scared of hurting her.


Giant moon
Freezing cold
I could stay here forever.


I know I won't
Amount to much
Without you here
To lend your touch

So, won't you come
And make your home
Inside me?

Renovate my every room
Break my heart
And make it new

Bring me to my knees
In Hallelujah


I want to run away
In the moonlit woods
And do something crazy


Standing right behind her
Rubbing on her tummy
Moving to her hips to grab
Fucking, fucking, fucking

Bending her on the table
God, her thighs drip honey
I slowly push inside her
Fucking, fucking, fucking

Then she turns and sits me down
Climbing on my body
And rides me like a cowgirl
Fucking, fucking, fucking

Our lips collide in wild passion
Her hair lands on my face
Oh, god, she's riding faster now
Coming, coming, coming


I'd rather die
Than live in fear
So kill me if you must


I feel hollow
Full of nothing
Always wanting


I cannot cry
But I know I want to
Why?


Beneath the pale orange moon
My back against an oak
I dream of days now gone
And long forgotten folk

And tears seem right but never come
Though sorrow rolls like waves
And I swear I see her face up there
Resting with the graves

The graves of all I died for,
The graves of all I've lost
For tonight my gains seem futile
I'm counting all the cost


Cool, dark,
Bugs
They don't bother me;
I don't mind

Hay, harvest, moon, Fall,
Oak, love, thought.


So, this is the New Year
Still full of lust
I want to be different


I wish that I
Could pause this life
And take
Two seconds
To think

Of everything
That's going on
And figure out
The thoughts
Inside my own head


Fishing on the lake
A brilliant blue dragonfly
Sitting on my arm


Parting her thighs
Sucking her navel
Crazy about her


Life feels new
The way it did years ago
Everything is warm
Why does that scare me?