The Calculation

You went into the kitchen cupboard
Got yourself another hour
And you gave
Half of it to me
We sat there looking at the faces
Of these strangers in the pages
'Til we knew 'em mathematically

They were in our minds
Until forever
But we didn't mind
We didn't know better

So we made our own computer out of macaroni pieces
And it did our thinking while we lived our lives
It counted up our feelings
And divided them up even
And it called that calculation perfect love

Didn't even know that love was bigger
Didn't even know
That love was so, so
Hey Hey Hey

Hey this fire it's burnin'
Burnin' us up

Hey this fire it's burnin'
Burnin' us..
Up

Ohhhhh
Ohh Ohh Ohh

So we made the hard decision
And we each made an incision
Past our muscles and our bones
Saw our hearts were little stones

Pulled 'em out they weren't beating
And we weren't even bleeding
As we lay 'em on the granite counter top

We beat 'em up
Against each other

We beat 'em up
Against each other

We struck 'em hard
Against each other

We struck 'em so hard
So hard until they sparked

Hey this fire it's burnin'
Burnin' us up

Hey this fire it's burnin'
Burnin' us up

Hey this fire it's burnin'
Burnin' us
Up

Ohhhhh
Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohhhhhhh Ohhhhhhh
Woooooooooooooooo
Woooooooooooooooo
Woooooooooooooooo
Ohh Ohh Ohhhhhhhh


-This whole song is an extended metaphor. Its talking about love obviuosly. But in the song its talking about the hard work that you must put into love. How love can't be figured out like a "math" problem, or be done by some one else, ect. It takes the work and effort from both people. Also in a way it talks about two
people realizing maybe the love isn't working, hence the hearts weren't beating. But with work and "beating of the hearts" you can make it happen.

The Stranger Woman

Lingering about
Suddenly motionless
An exaggerating wind
Swims around
The very ends
Of threads that hang off skin.
Clasping your arms
Around an invisible charm
Unnoticeably peering at the world that engulfs us.
The eye keeps his watchful stare
On a thick dream.
With lurking movements
Shifting and swooping
Making your way towards the bottomless pit
Imploring an inexcusable wish.
An eye keeping his notions clear
Summons the song be heeded
And the dream is slipping through time.
Keeping the essence of a harvesting world
Grasp the soul of the eye close
Clutch the dream closer.

Sestina

Everyone is handed a secret life
Some may be way and some maybe hard
But everyone has the chance to be bright
That is where our individual’s lives break
The broken bits that you cannot tie
But we can get closer; we surely can

For our lives our empty like a tin can
That begins to fill all thought our life
We cannot choke ourselves with a small tie
And yet our lives aren’t always free; but hard
The task in our life is to just take a break
And to breathe in the sun fumes; charming and bright

Every child has the potential to be bright
When someone says they can’t; we know they can
Though something in the process may shockingly break
That is exactly what we call life
Some expect it to never be this hard
But life can never be a smooth musical tie

Some expect life to be an even tie
Where birds are chirping and the sun is bright
People are smiling and looks are never hard
And the only answer is yes you can
They wake up every morning loving life
And their hearts can never quiver or break

Let me be the one to interrupt and break
This fantasy world with no knots or ties
People need to realize this is life
This is no TV. show; where stars are bright
So why are we here? To prove that we can
To move away the rocks; heavy and hard

So let the concrete thought in your might set hard
Let the perfectionist grasp easily break
But don’t waste your whole life sitting on the can
Find the middle of the rope where it meets and ties
Then finally your mindset can be bright
Then you will find the balance in your life

The world is hard; it’s not like tying a tie
Sometimes we will break; feel helpless and not bright
It is then that we must say we can; for this is life.

Exquisite

How can you be so blind?
Blind and exquisite are your flaws
Flaws although few, you brighten with a smile
Smile; for you are exquisite
Exquisite and yet do you flaunt this? You don't

Don't hush me
Me, who is your eye and look
Look at what we are created
Created this turbulence of what we are

Are we happy? They ask
Ask since I've been upheld
Upheld and have glided like you

You are exquisite