nothing will be done
nothing will be done
without political will
this is not natural
nothing will be done
without political will
this is not natural
we come together
raising our voices as one
speakers for the dead
wrapped in happiness
with the one who still loves me
on valentines day
in traces of pink
a day settles into night
echos on the wind
a parade of fools
marching in step for madness
impeach the bastard
within depression
i didn't know i was lost
order and chaos
noises on the wind
ripples upon the water
a cold moonlit night
a twinkle at night
black velvet between the stars
insignificant
for i am weary
and hunger for your kindness
bathing in moonlight
a soft knocking
please enter and be at ease
spending time with friends