Trees

Faced with a million possibilities
I only see what's in front of me
Been looking for the Forrester
When I've only found foragers
Demons, goblins, things that go bump in the night
Fakers and ragers, mistaken identity
Born in a world that don't know what to do with me
I love you, you, and you
I hate you, you, and you
Same people, different strokes
Different signals, only smoke
Holy Buddha, what do I do?
How to pray when I don't see you?
How do I know you're here?
Is that feeling fear?
Fear that you've already given up on me

I Wonder

My god, you're beautiful. Like a star that I can touch. Should I touch? Mustn't touch. You belong in a museum, that's how beautiful you are, girl. Where you been all my life? Am I like Stevie Wonder? Wondering what you'd look like? I swear I've dreamed of you before? What's that thing called? Deja voodoo? Who cares. I know what it means. 

Let me tell you something, let me tell you. I gotta tell you. You better go home right now or else I might follow you. Creepy, right? C'mon, purple shirt. Where'd you get that shirt anyway? Charlotte Russe? Forever 21? Lane Bryant?...Alright, I'll catch you later, purple shirt.

Pariah

When you call my name
Do you mean it?
Does it matter?
I know how I feel
My heart is an open palm
It beats when you call me
It beats when you squeeze it

The message is clear to me
Nothing matters
Nothing flatters
When I want it to
The shackles of time
And the ones in my mind
Are magic
And magic, I can't explain
Like why I pain for freedom
Though I don't know what it is
Never knew

Never knew
Never knew...

...Since I always belong to you

The maze you and I create
Full of smoke and mirrors
And hunted killers
The writing is on the wall
And we got the font all wrong

Childhood

I didn't know

HUH.

Faster than you know
Is the faster that I go
No reason to stop, no reason to grow
The hills and the lows
Are the purpose of the show
I give you my all
No wonder you go

Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Hah!
Demon beamin'

Love on the stone
Dancing all alone
I dance how I want
I'm writing a new font
Hieroglyphics are terrific
When no one can read 'em
And those who do
Are the ones we rue

Good Luck

Left my key on the nightstand there
No number or address by the way
I'll bunk around the beach, no copy on me
So I'm gonna need you to bring me home

Clues to find me are laid bare
Littered across the room we shared
In the misty mirror of a hot shower
Laced in the water of our potted flowers