Crack open the cover and see the verses bleed.
What someone lived isn’t something one can read.
I repeat. Hear me, I repeat the same, old truth to the same, tired beat.
My personalities split, like Missy and Master, between tears and anger…

‘Up On Me’, excerpt from ‘420 Flowers Behind XVI Bars’

“Rainstorm Clouds Over Africa was ringing.
To the rhythm of my dreams, my heart was singing.
Earth was scorched, but heat could never run me.
Melodies would calm me, ’cause the future was upon me.
She was on me, like inspiration on my mind.
Like words you never find, those always matter most.
I remember getting lost while wanting to be found.
I remember mirrored notes, but copies never break the ground…”

@1998-2010 Michael Lerman (MichaelsLyric.com)

‘Life Goes On (Indefinite Crush)’, excerpt from ‘420 Flowers Behind XVI Bars’

“I feel feverish from my mind’s melancholic gibberish.
I couldn’t tell which is which, lust wishes or hopeful dreams.
I longed for wings, to earn my stars on flight of your sun dress.
But, fate is like a calendar you can’t impress.
No matter how we dress, events will always make us look untidy.
Unprepared for what is hiding, or can it be that we don’t want to see?
The ugly that’s in you is by necessity. It also lurks in me.
So, I ignore my rationality and choose to plummet, every time…”

@1998-2010 Michael Lerman (MichaelsLyric.com)