Horizon

There is a place, a space
an envelope of time
Before the sun burns it away
and the night hides its crime.

Everything here is silent
a motionless endlessness
A floating, frozen precipice 
hanging over the nothingness.

But now the Horizon speaks in a whisper
only I can hear
"Come to me, enter me,
 there is nothing of me to fear". 

Without warning, I feel its pull 
I'm like a passionate lover
who can't wait to be taken
Never wanting it to be over.

Just living in the bliss
of this place, this space
An endless climax
without a body, without a face.

Stripped of all humanity
just some atoms in the eve
I give myself to the Horizon
So, now I can never, ever, leave.

There is a place, a space
an envelope of time
Before the sun burns it away
and the night hides its crime.

There's Love Left In Me

In their eyes
I’ve failed miserably
To find that one
Love of my life

Something always happened
And it always ended
I guess I wasn’t cut out
To be their wife.

But there’s love left in me
And I’m not done living
So I’ll keep looking
For the one who makes my life complete.

I’ve been alone
Many times along my path
And there’s no shame in that
I just can’t help feel
That’s not how it should be.

So if God has a plan
Well, I can leave it in His hands
But I pray I can see
The signs He leaves for me.

Cause there’s love left in me
And I’m not done living
So I’ll keep looking
For the one who makes my life complete.

I know he’s out there
I can feel it in my bones
Someone who’s love is true
And who wants me too.

Cause there’s love left in me
And I’m not done living
So if you’re the one I’m looking for
Let God know, you’re the one to make my life complete.

Bad Company

We gave and gave
and all you did
was take.

You justified it
by paying for our time
but it's still a heart break.

I guess the time
we spent together
meant more to me.

You just turned
out to be
A bad company.

Years and years
of our dedication
But what thanks
did we get?

You never blinked
an eye
You weren't even upset.

It's clear, I was just a number
Now you don't have
to count me.

You just turned 
out to be
A bad company.

Well don't you
worry your little 
corporate head.

We're all fine
and we're not 
dead.

While we're
flying and free,

You'll still be
a bad company.

Wicked Slumber

Whirling thoughts, disjointed dreams, what I wouldn't give for a good night's sleep.
Just a quiet slumber where my mind doesn't make a peep.

Drifting into a coma, would be a blessing to me.
Can't think of a better state of mind for there to be.

They say, "there's no rest for the wicked", so I guess I got what's coming to me.
Forever sleepless nights and tortured imagery.

Oh Hell be damned, bring on the flames.
It's time I admit it, I'm the one to blame.

My own purgatory, the devil's got nothing on me.
I did it to myself, even the blind could see.

Now that I've accepted the reason for my restless nights, the only question I ask myself is,
"What glorious nightmare can I dream up tonight?"

Lyrics by Amanda Ford, soon to be put to music by Jeff Hamm