Seed in the husk

live no more this weary heart
burn no more this tired soul
in two worlds i lie between
fire has turned icy cold

battered by the heat
a drought claims itself
famine spreads in the land
its people go to sleep

oh! seed in the husk
wake up now you must?
catching is such an insurmountable task
dead or alive by dusk

empty words

its the drone of the bus
the questions i ask
in my head are turning out loud
they drown out the crowd

and i see the shakiness in our hearts
we all want a new place to start
the old will never become new
tell me how to make up to you

there is a hope, there is a fear
its about losing someething dear
can we just move on in our lives?
and distract ourselves from nine to five

its a silence that echoes
a silence that wants
irony kicks in to forge a bond
words are empty they make me torn