an umbrella reality

...out in the crowd
don't tiptoe too loud
as you follow streams
to ocean seams

an umbrella reality
is all that I can see
nothing is beyond
those who do not respond

today's meal in frozen hand
I sit before the band
watching waves swell and grow
the night would never know

and all the little girls
with atlases and curls
grieve for all the boys
denied the simple joys...

charming lies

watching ants parade on by
we look down from a november sky
the birds and the bees they are silent
remebering hurt that was never meant
chocolate dark melts across her face
and the love is gone in a flurry of trace

come on come on dance in my arms
like the plastic charms
that dangle from your lies tonite
that dangle from your lies tonite

watching angels parade on by
we look towards a november sky
but all is not silent still
the children's screams are shrill
and as she is laid before the train
you paint a picture of abel and cain

come on come on dance in my arms
like the plastic charms
that dangle from our lies tonite
that dangle from our lies tonite