No more to give

Listening to Leo Sayer (giving it all away) a favourite

How can I tell the moon from the sun

with whiskey drowning out my eyes

and the windows are covered in steel

When I wake up

I'll miss you

because in my dreams

you were not the monster

I feel I created

leaving all my lovers in pain

mislead and thrown from the cradle

These days I lay around I don't clown about

I am still eaten up a little from silence

Abandoned what may have been

my only family

but

I am getting use

to starting over and over again

Now I can tell the sun from the moon

like a star from a grain of sand

One will live above you and the other beneath

So far I am happy enough to live in the middle

and let it shine

in its own peculiar way

Twenty nine teen and I have been sober since day one

sure it has been awkward and miserable

We all have those days

I just need to drown myself in other substances

Music acting the arts I left behind

I have to climb 

climb in

How can I tell the talent from the lost lonely soul

Now I can because I am a man from the courage to the knowledge

As eager as the sunrise and as free as the wind

No more laying down 

In my tears

We are getting out of here

just when I thought there was nothing left to give

when I thought I made peace with it

She moved and painted

She reminded me of a moment

and it was screaming inside of me

my art is not over

because my love is still growing stronger

every hour of every day

The time to heal

is the time we leave to societys ignorance

So waking up

Ill never hate again

My love is the leader

our love is the guide

No more to give

from that side of hate and resentment

True pain true misery and the shadow depression

is inside here but I will beat it and own it without hesitation

There is so much more

so much more

to give

if you will allow me

to give it

if you will allow yourself

to take it