No one ever imagines when they say those vows that mean FOREVER that it might one day end. There are so many reasons to hang on, but once those feelings of enchantment dwindle to a little heap that you cannot define, it is hard to get it back. I wrote another song, "It Smells Like Silence", which is posted on Ezine Articles, about someone else and their divorce, how pitiful their breakup became. I never imagined how much I would relate one day. Divorce comes slowly though. You find yourself in a shopping mall feeling more alone then you remembered the year before. Colors don't shine as brightly and there is no reason to pick roses, make bouquets and set them on the table. It is like having a wounded bird in a box, wild birds rarely recover no matter how much you attend to them.

"Where to Begin'

a song:

Complex emotions
tight fisted seas
turn around
be found
in a circle of hostilities.
Up in the air
no one cares
be free.. to be
anywhere.

I can't tell you all that you need to know to do
but I can tell you that the road goes through.
I can tell you what I mean
from my soul.
I can tell you
and you need to know...

So I can breath... again.

I fell in... to where to begin.
I fell in... to start again.

I need to breath... again.

Hand me those pages of notes
that I've told you.
Tell me the story.. though old.
I fell in
to the path overgrown
I fell in
to where to begin.

I need to breath... again.