i. fallingUnlock the chains
of the ties that bind,
falling, falling
in the stream of time.
Down to black water
where there is no light,
down to the depths
of an endless night.
Riding the waves
then drowning in sorrow,
nothing I can beg for,
steal or borrow.
Unlock the secrets
inside of me,
falling, falling
at the foot of thee.
Along for the ride
you had no destination,
then you got off
at the wrong station.
Train is rollin’
and I can’t turn back,
just waiting now
to run it off the tracks.
It’s never easy
taking a fall.
It’s never easy
losing it all.
Hearts are branded
with rage and shame.
Hearts are stranded
wounded and maimed.Unwelcome inside
of one I can’t touch,
knowing I loved her
a little too much.
Unlock the chains
of the ties that bind,
falling, falling
into dark designs.
Believing illusions:
lies to the soul,
alone with the memories
that leave you cold.
Raising the blade
wrong or right,
I make the cut
and fall
into the night.
It’s never easy
taking a fall.
It’s never easy
losing it all.
Falling, falling
down into the pit.
Falling, falling
into the abyss.Falling, falling
in the stream of time.
Descending angel
chained to time.
ii. dark descentThere’s a hole in my head
that lets in the dark.
It covers my soul
and reaches for the heart.
There’s no one around
who really understands,
the doom hanging over me
and what the future demands.
Caught in the reaches of the abyss
it’s like time out of mind,
nothing in sync, all is amiss:
A descending angel chained to time.
Stumbling about in the dark
I just keep missing the mark,
questioning the ties that bind
and the memories I can’t leave behind.
On the brink of a deep pit:
poised at the top of a precipice,
unbalanced and close to the edge
I am forced into its shadowy depths.
Compelled and driven by those around me
haunted by moments of lucid beauty,
unnerved at what no longer remains
while darkness waits to cover the pain.
Caught in the reaches of the abyss
it’s like time out of mind.
Nothing in sync, all is amiss:
Descending angel, chained to time. Feeling this way again and again:
something calling, inviting me in.
Drawing me close to the dark night
where unwoven dreamsongs drift out of sight.
Their broken threads left in disarray
undefined in this time and place,
as the time stream carries me on and on
darkness beckons, never far.
Restless perhaps at these lengthy delays
and at those who hope to keep it at bay,
waiting till they too are worn away
to make the descent as best they may.
Caught in the reaches of the abyss
it’s like time out of mind.
Nothing in sync, all is amiss:
Descending angel, chained to time.iii. abyssI am tired.
I am spent.
All that’s left
is the dark descent.
Once willing
to be strong,
no point now
in going along.
For the message of the truth
all too well I’ve understood,
in the memories I have retained
all that ever will remain.I am fallen.
I am alone.
One with the darkness
that steals the soul.
Bright star fallen
into the pit,
clutching the key
to the abyss.
For the message of the truth
all too well I’ve understood,
in the memories I have retained
all that ever will remain.