August 10 2005 1:11 - 1:16 a.m. Its fleeing into the solemn air that reminds me of being in home again where I can watch the sun set her eyes in focus but the hazy suggestiopn s of her light help me from letting go I cant see her seeing me too soon when my temper flares up like this but I hgope that all the imagination will let me try it over again Oh what is it that the granfather clocks ring so well in the morning that they shine for us Wont you come walking with me and my oceans high on the angry beaches with their pretentious hellos please find me a reason to stay in your life and I might just stay Went to where the questions are and answering them was hard enought that I called it a night even thought the moon had sunken into the stars isnt it funny that confronation stays with beans in harmony over the bridge that threatens our callous faiths I want it like you do in the shade of knights who lead us to happily