the tide and how it turns

i was perplexed at the sound of the rain
filling all the streets but nothing to gain
i would gladly let the waters build into a river
fill up in my lungs and my soul it will whither
just floating along because i take what i'm given
the downpour will fill up my dry eyes again
and while i would let myself go in any direction
the wind it blows north in constant succession

so up will i go to the cold and the white
while here it is gloomy over there i see light
oh to leave everyone behind to find my own happiness
i am a portrait of a hopeful and discouraging mess
when the sun drinks the rain i will lay there like i should
with arms outstretched and squinted eyes i will sink into the mud
i am lost but all alone to explore all i have ever yearned
basing my decisions on the tide and how it turns

i choose to be happy with all that i could be
finding brand new meanings from all that i will see

crash and burn

i am all that i could ever be
nothing more and nothing less
trials and tribulations of all i see
a hopeful and discouraging mess

i am a mountain waiting tried and true
standing so tall with everything that i do
with so much sunlight and so much patience
solid still with too much radiance

half of me underwater just praying for the light
the other half so lonely and tired of this night
i shake and crumble to wake my weary friends
but their eyes stay closed because this night has no end

if i crumble and fall i think it would be for the best
into tiny little rocks indistinguishable from the rest
many little fragments of many little memories
the happy and the sad and the unforgettable memories

i was a mountain trying to reach the heavens
just to find out it was for the best to crash and burn
i tried so hard to be different.. just to be different
but i was just a mountain ready to crash and burn