Soft Music

Soft music helps me dance
forgotten muse lays nearby
thinking of our chance
soft music helps me try
still leaving it to chance
soft music helps me fly
head down I dance
eyes closed, tears cry
soft music helps me dance

Undress

Squelch turned too tightly
suddenly difficult to hear
nothing can be taken lightly
when shouted in your ear

Witness to the evening shine
crimes play in the darkness
sometimes stepping out of line
oft mistaken criminals confess

Twinkle stars sell the promise
soaring planes do as well
one day we can dream less
until then riots upon hearts quell

Dry wine coats parched throats
among friendly crowded rooms
inside here the emotion floats
and we all remove our costumes

After we see ourselves naked
we touch those stars and planes
forgotten are the words we've said
of those tears nothing remains