Jambalaya dove-like stares. so blank. so long like prayers. that never filled your self-made hole inside our hearts. so don't you talk? no, no. don't you feel? no, no. don't you hurt? no, no. this is not what you believed in. down these stairs we had our fun i swear. we've got more feelings in our lost and lonely hearts. so don't you talk about it? don't you feel some doubt. and don't it hurt? god protect. is this not what you believed in? i was denied tonight. so let's just hold our hands out. everyone is down. so far so in-between. does every girl think the same? hon, take care, i heard the news, i'm scared. they said the sky was bright, brilliant with our cause. but don't you talk to him and don't you feel something and don't you hurt ever? this is not what you believed in. i was denied tonight Angel On Hiatus it's come to this. i swear this time my heart won't miss. i've clinched these fists for far too long. a broken house. with gates made from broken promises. but nobody's home. so here i sit. it's the light that wakes me. but the time that breaks me down. like water drops. why won't this stop. dripping on my halo. these angel wings of mine. they haven't seen the light in weeks. let alone fly. it's got me down. and who's gonna save me from falling to the ground. you might as well finish me. grab with both hands. and rip out these wings. now watch me fall What To Do In Case Of Fire unwinding stairs and transparent hands. unforgiving eyes. is a gentle crutch. wedded stare. undying prayer. your innocence is lies. trace the departure. find the failure. rip the suture Feet On The Ground who will put my feet back on the ground, when there is none to be found, at all? but you only speak a word, and the void gives birth. it's all lost, meaningless. make a path, only to lose your way. and you're always wanting more, a stranger to the shore. you keep a watchful eye on the horizon. who will gather remnants of a man, cast broad like seeds from a hand? but you measure everything, you fill the spaces in between. it's all lost, meaningless. make a path, only to lose your way. crave, crawl, grab at ghosts on the wall. and you're always wanting more, a stranger to the shore. you keep a watchful eye on the horizon. crave, crawl, grab at ghosts on the wall The Rookie Year pass or fail. crash and burn. another painful lesson learned. so take it from me. you can't win this way. i'm thinking of how i can fill this hole in my chest. you know the one gasping and sucking dust. and i wonder how i'll feel. and i wonder where i'll go from here. i'm finding hope. i'm writing my anthem to this sixty cycle hum. you know the one. i'm moving forward. something you said. and your words hit just right. i'm moving forward. and you and i both know that this is not the easiest thing. meek and mild mannered me. throwing dishes in the sink. breaking bottles over heads of friends. or so to speak. it's the beginning of the end. i'm moving forward. something you said. and your words hit just right. i'm moving forward. i'm seeing things for once in a whole new light. i'm proving you right. and pulling teeth was never this much fun. i'm finding hope. i'm writing my anthem to this sixty cycle hum. you know the one E To W the outcome. in some ways. laughing. but i'm not as impressed as you think. by your antics and such nonsense. as saying i love you Breeze abandon your safety belt. horizon could be possible. just to emancipate yourself. from the mess we're in. i've locked the brakes for good. now debate can finally start. about decisions edging rough. now recreate a universe. it's like a second skip of blank. it's like a moment of bliss. free falling towards active. transitions won't escape me. i shot the breeze. avant-garde alignment is. a freer form of cloud. to reshape and now re-mould. to re-mould and now reshape. into a splash of water. bubbles Montana techniques forgot. things fall apart. ignore your problems long enough. just like a match it burns you down. my song's compatible with yours. but still you fight your stupid wars. when you could drop your fists down. just out of reach but still i reach. for it and fail. life is a bitch. so now you know why i'm so bitter. so here i am out in the world. i'm shaded blue with undertones of grey. i'll shake it off. i know i can. montana. i'll take a trip. so far away. you'll never know. won't miss a day. i'm sure my name won't even cross your mind. then we'll pretend to make amends. we'll work it out. we'll remain friends. i'd tell you what. but you won't hear Devil You Know I'm sleeping on it and toss from side to side. Still sitting on the fence, as usual I'm petrified. I'm chewing on it until it's cut and dried. And just when I've made progress be sure that I'll backslide. I will decide that I won't decide. Do what I always do and let indecision be my guide because the devil you know beats the devil you don't know. The devil you know beats the devil you don't. I've argued with it until my tongue is tied. I've looked it up and down until cross-eyed. I'm in a comfy place soaked in formaldehyde. But feel like something's sneaking up on my blindside. I will decide that I won't decide. This seems to be as good and safe as any other place to hide. The devil you know beats the devil you don't know. The devil you know beats the devil you don't. And though the offer does sound ace, I might miss my job, my place, her face. What I do know is I just don't know. Can't just go leaping into space. My decision process can't keep pace so I'll decide to keep my options open. Just in case. I will decide that I won't decide. I'm sleeping on it and toss from side to side. Still sitting on the fence with both my eyes shut wide. I'm chewing on it until it's cut and dried. Do what I always do and let indecision be my guide because the devil you know beats the devil you don't know. The devil you know beats the devil you don't I Will Come Back From The War i picture you sleeping. when i am not there. i think of you smiling. extending yourself to the edge of the mattress. i see our apartment. the clothes on the floor. the books on the nightstand. your breath on my face and your hair on the pillow. you told me that you were so happy. in that dress that the sun shone right through. i will come back from the war. and then i'll marry you. the ocean is wide and it's deep. but the undertow pulls me to you. we leave in the morning. i'm terribly scared. i want to return as the man that you saw wave goodbye at the station. i will try to be careful. i will button my coat. i will count the days backward. i will concentrate and will the bullets to miss me. you told me that you were so happy. it turns out that i'm happy too. i make a lousy soldier. my heart isn't in it that's true Clean you went out there on your own. you went out there to carry the weight. and nobody here goes free. you went to wear the crown of thorns. to throw the first stone at yourself. cause nobody here is clean. and you gave yourself away. every finger is pointing at you. everything is accusing you. everybody is needing a scapegoat. so you got out there. you're hit in the face. you're spit in the face. now where is your god. and where is your grace Yellow Lights Mean Slow Down, Not Speed Up the night is calm so lets go for a ride. it's these simple things that keep us alive. we left the children sleeping for all i know. we let the neons show us the way to go. the night is calm but a cold wind blows. living is dying sometimes i know. there's a bad unkind thing in the air tonight. but we let the neons show us where to hide. alright Palm Trees Sway driftin' in the ocean. far from from home. frames in slow motion. never alone. as far as the eye can see. a staggering blue. swaying like plam trees. just me and you 77 hello sports fans, the year is nineteen seventy-seven! the saints are down by four, and the yankees just won the pennant. and there's no call, no letter, no signifying action except the one that still stands today. it's all in your head now and it's all in your mind. two is too much to leave behind. sensei! that's just one term we never needed and it's fair now. that's fine - we're not bitter. so where are you now? better yet - where were you then? look at this cycle - it's building up. it's all in your head now and it's all in your mind, or was this cancer too defined? Division poet i'm sick of your pretty lies. and it was about the song that sang of the shelves i wished you on. now sing along. and i used to wish my heart as good my heart as strong. and i used to wish i. don't say it's gone. i'll pull the truth to you. and even if it breaks us both down. don't say it's gone Reaction facade. forewarn. the little worm. in turn you burn out the secret places. i fell like cancer. shake the smile from your face. be still and answer. put denial in it's place Aspirins And Alcohol what i'd give to. be the one. to have my name linger. on your tongue. warm-hearted you. became so numb. i'm not on your tongue. will aspirins and alcohol. someway decrease the ache. from knowing that you'll do to him. the same you did to me. that's nice. thought they were mutual. those loving words. thought it was more than. just making love Boys Lie no matter what words i say she just thinks it's my best line she'll look at me that way and say yeah she'll say boys lie thanks guys you've really done it for me this time now i'm watching her walk away i'm not like all the others i get lost inside your eyes and it comes as no surprise that still she won't believe me she's heard it a hundred times she'll just look at me and say boys lie i'm paying for her past because the last guy didn't last i'm stuck in the middle of this riddle so cruel there's no point to argue 'cause you know as well as i do that it's true crazy that we will never be happy so much time invested you and me and all this wishful thinking so much time you wasted i get lost in your eyes while you just look for the lies Unknown Satellite dividing by zero. stuck in a loop. like an astronaut's orbit. the ground miles away. rounding your hemisphere. there's no touching down. i just pass far above you. far above the clouds. the sun breaks the horizon. at least once an hour. but as the stars burn their gases. it's time i devour. waiting for touchdown. its imminence near. if i don't burn in re-entry. the fall is severe. oh, no burning up. make another pass. oh, no burning up. where should i begin. back to the drawing board. back to the start. the flight plan is changing. it needs rearranging. oh, no burning up. make another pass. oh, no burning up. where should i begin. so burn your brain tonight. i'll see you next flight. i feel your gravity pulling me near. just an unnoticed satellite floating in fear. mounting anxiety, onrush of doubt. try to pull up but there's no way out. here's to the unknown satellite. resistance is futile. the world pulling down. the unknown satellite. he's coming down