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there's a man, superior better, no, just experienced he molds my future well he tells me where to drive the ship
i have the conn
there's a woman, my peer all choices made with no regrets she takes my love for granted i learn to think that of myself
i am the con
i'm nothing more than what's believed i'm only what they think they know but there's no changing anything unless i do it on my own
i think i'll just wait for now
and with a glance, the torch is lit but like a man with his liquor, i can't not hold on to it the flame has a function and is meant to be used though some days, it's more like a fuse
but if you oome around i'm probably the right guy to get lost in the crowd you'd keep fascinating company if only i were allowed
in this atmosphere of smoke and chemicals i remain unfazed by the fumes i was breathing glory and wishes and i've been holding my breath ever since
you can be my priority even if i'm just your option
because i'm euphoric on your sound of hope and the chord it makes with my lonely notes i remember the moment i asked myself,
"how can a song feel like falling in love?"
the same moment i decided that just the potential was enough
i've given up striving to take this to overdrive and waiting for acknowledgment that has yet to arrive
the lights go down remember to breath between lines the stage is set
so hold your heart in your hands taste the weight of bearing it all now is it something worth holding? or do you rely on something else?
because i'm not convinced that you've got this right
the future begs reassurance i've never been one for plans a thousand first rate promises withering in dry heavy hands
no chance to rehearse did you think to be more prepared? we've made some mistakes
so hold your heart in your hands taste the weight of baring it all now is it something worth showing? or do you rely on anything else?
cause i'm trying to find a reason my heart is not the prize i've got nothing to offer but a fierce an worthy soul
found only by the lookers weary travelers on the interstate, going opposite ways
see, baby, i'm a dreamer i'm seeing you, and seeing me, but living in a dreamer's way
and defiant until the end!
casting's closed, we've got the roles we're not here for the crowd to approve there are no lines, don't know how it's told and we write the ending we choose
so tell the critics i'm through Sat, Jun. 6th, 2009, 12:11 pm conviction
doesn't it get old? you're like a drop of water in a flood always taking the path of least resistance rushing to get to all the lowest places
but in life, there are many roads and each day you must choose if you knew you could have it better would you follow through
so take the easy way without a second glance you and i don't see eye to eye when we're given the same chance stick to your beaten trail, and i'll find someway new i came this way, this path i'll take, and i won't follow you
deviate from the map i will take the road less traveled and validate myself from within by means that justify the ends and when i stand by my beliefs i hope it makes all the difference
words are meaningless without the actions to support them faith without works is dead! where was your passion each time you sold yourself short? conviction can't be turned on at your convenience
i could not believe my eyes there they were, all dead, and standing before me ritual sacrifice brought them to life
in nights i spent alone in my bed they tried to assimilate me change who i was, and meant to be
but i could not abandon my well-bred hate and join in their chaotic ways
wake up, and i'm forgotten
i've been abandoned until i can change rip these restraints from my arms and escape their sinister vices
[because i can't believe the things they say words heard when no lips were moved tell me it's just a nightmare i'm afraid i'm the one who is dead]
wake now, son
[when they can see us, we'll stand as one when you can see us, you'll know]
sometimes i feel as if i am a ghost in this town fading in and out with the tides of this city i stand alone and and i stand proud of who i am and for what i believe in and i won't compromise to your ideals or to your standards one by one we rise, first as one, and now as many banding together to fight this injustice, to fight the status quo to stand up for who we are, and not for who you want us to be
we are not alone Sun, Sep. 23rd, 2007, 12:28 am journeyman
this ground finds my feet unfamiliar my eyes find the signs the paths of lived lives i see blind turns and neglect the lessons i've learned
with what hope do i strive when i'm at the mercy of my own pride? is there a home i can find that won't be lost to waves or time?
can i leave all i was behind? i feel resigned to being so open on all sides with nothing to protect me anymore i clutch for wherewithal and i move forward
in time, i will have perfect sight and answers for questions long passed by for now, i might as well be blind i might as well be blind
i've read a thousand stories that could've ended the same they remind me of you and the games i wish we didn't have to play dropping clues to let you know you're better on your own we're only a step in each others' journeys though i wanted to be more
to make you feel alive
it's always been a stretch there's no way to make this a living to "get along" is what i do best i don't care if the world's not forgiving
there's always some excuse some plane to catch, some job to take don't slow down, don't be late it doesn't leave much time to choose if i could, i'd let the road decide my fate
there's always been a catch i just can't commit to anything that didn't fall right in my lap it's not something that makes me proud
there were words i never said i'm much too late with apologies our paths lead where they're led in ten years, or right now, i'm sorry
i could be there but i don't have the night off so let's drink ourselves to death and pretend we don't have somewhere to be in the morning
now it's time to run away and stop missing you to death Sun, Sep. 23rd, 2007, 12:21 am wishing well
well, it started out well enough kind words and a genuine smile she took me by the arm and walked away with so much more
three years down the line i've seen both sides of the coin with scars from tragedy i'm spent, i'm legal, tender
maybe we asked for too much we could've sworn that we were different didn't we get what we wanted? didn't we take it for granted?
believe in what you will i'm never coming home again lines have been crossed there's no turning back this time
i can't stop the motion that i'm in this tide will carry me away it's so cold down below it's neither sink now swim
is there any hope for lost treasure? is there forgiveness for betrayal?
wait for me... to come up for air Sun, Sep. 23rd, 2007, 12:18 am cellar door
i just got reception i've been without my phone for hours but now is not a good time to talk i need to get away
i don't want to hurt anyone but i'm still playing with fire there's plenty of time to make mistakes
i'll check for messages and tell myself i'm considerate i never denied being stubborn but here's what i won't admit
i don't want to hurt anyone but i'm still playing with fire please spare me on how i'm good at breaking hearts
the swelling's gone down but the scars will remain and if anyone ever asks i wonder if i can explain
that i'm selfish to get you to myself though i'm not sure it's worth the fight i'll never touch another cigarette or fall in love again
tell me about your bad news you say you have restrictions you have people worried about you they have their reservations
i say make it anyway i might need this more than you think i need someone to not let me down in a big, big way
so let me share my good news i've nicked old convictions i can't wait for us to get through and enjoy our new vacation
i say make it anyway we might need this more than we think we need someone to help us out as we find our way
we have dreams of quiet retreats i count the minutes to pass the weeks i could have been scared somehow we agree let's hit the road, see what we see
it's about time i'm glad it was you. Sun, Apr. 22nd, 2007, 07:10 pm failure.
change the record every track's a letdown why won't you help me?
you goddamn failure there's some sort of error you're stuck on repeat
because you only play the songs that you want to hear and when the tune's stuck in your head it's easier
to tell them all with a straight face
it's your favorite song
but i know you and i know you'll have a new one before too long
and every week your new "single" sounds the same
(you're newly single)
but you sing along anyway so sing along anyway tell yourself it's all ok wouldn't you know?
you're to blame
with your lousy goddamn radio your new pics, your hair, your clothes an identity you wouldn't know without a lousy hipster fashion show
you're indecisive in a lethal way and your repetition's killing me so, with clean hands, i walk away and wouldn't you know?
you're to blame.
It's awfully chilly for spring and you got me thinkin on many-a-thing like coffee stains and growing pains from the other side of campus The wind is bitter this time of year and it's hard keepin glory in my hair normally it doesnt matter, but your laugh has me thinkin better so in between the last lines of this song you left me in a coffee shop waiting far too long far too long for a wednesday but im numb to surprises of tragedy so no worry, no worry Ive got thoughts in mind that hopes are bleak sadly enough ive been writing crap like this all week forcast calls "cant talk myself out of this one" let's take hearts and words and watch them dry out in the sun
you can have whatever you want, even me and you're asking everyday with your actions, plain and clear from here, it looks like you're missing something
but i can tell from the back of your head that it isn't me
you're all smiles in the daylight and you sing like you own the night you want us all to know that you stand on your own feet but i could swear you're missing something
though i can tell by the feint in your voice that it isn't me
but trust me baby, i've learned my cues leaving home is always like losing hope because i knew i couldn't believe in you
i wasn't surprised couldn't sound enough like i didn't care and just like you didn't want me back when i come home i don't want you there
every day, i learn something new sometimes i look back on words that meant so much and as i get better, i regret a few you couldn't care less, and if you're missing something
i rest assured
because i can tell by the cold in this place that it isn't me.
This is a last letter from a journeyless adventurer 2 hours from home and a fated history from hope through the eye of a misery's devouring this is act 2 and youre the plot Look south and lust for golden memory It's high tide for hearts ... and truth cant be temporary You're buried, youre buried! Underall, overall Caught between moments and snagged deeply But please allow me to speak freely! (even) your beauty in barnacles is... Drink a day away, one day away make an accident of nature and gently stumble into me (it's a one time thing) Make sure you breathe between lines casting's closed, weve got the roles I'm drawing blanks, you forgot how it's told ...and the crowd knows The lights like us best nobody plays it like you and i'm holding this stage 'til our finale's in view Look south and lust for golden memory It's high tide for hearts ...and truth cant be temporary We hit the ground running but there's no escaping a happy ending
arise in the hall such a shame this dust lies here near the portrait of the young man who fell, dear to me
don't you know the world wasn't meant for something like us both?
where does this go? raise the sword and call it out an exit is an entrance we're one and out and whole again
a curse brought to us one child's judgement to break the house of another in time he'll beg forgiveness of the one
inquisitor you are mine so march, march with me until the day is won
say, inquisitor keep on, hold the line and fall, fall with me until our days, they number one
just one, our days are numbered mark the codex just so just so you know one more day is only tomorrow
and we'll see tomorrow if it's the last thing we do.
order we'll call this to order i told you once you'd pay for your crimes
treason betrayed those who loved you you told me once that it made you feel alive
for one to be so bold tackle your complex with a vengeance the same way that you always did just out of season feeling old take part in this to break the season's crawl who are you to want to end it all?
like purgatory, broken and temporary waiting, just waiting i'll teach you what you want to know
he gave his all and now all the connections go the way of the work this is what works
for one who is so bold conquering the world with a vengeance the same way that you always did in season red and gold into retreat the autumn season falls over and out breaks the commander's call
you killed the signal, smoke and it's over over's the order, stand shoulder to shoulder
stand tall and account for yourself
stand tall and i'll show you the life of one who is so bold conquering the world with a vengeance the same way that you always did in season red and gold into retreat the autumn season falls and in time, our frozen hearts will thaw
it's cold tonight and i'm outside to take in the skyline all i have are my thoughts, and our loss
i want to know if you get lonely, my little singer it just goes to show how empty our home is
the process robs me prenuptuals consume dreams and hopes
where is the ring in my ears which reminds me of our adventures the night before?
strictly casual eventually means no fun at all
how hard would you fight for something that you knew was right
tell your secrets and keep your lies
it's my business to try even if it's fortified
mortar and stone behind calcified bone
a chamber with a petrified heart soft tissue with all the love drained out
rhythmic motion restores life and warmth but carries no sense of what you're fighting for
though it sometimes leaves an argument for what is pure
i will never start it again because i have my doubts
and you always run away keep running, running, running and change your name because i wanted it for something else
you ruin things but most often, you ruin yourself
stop making me sad stop making me feel bad for you i mean, when did you ever deserve it?
do you know how many times i said, "when are you going to figure it out?"
well, when?
it's much too late i hope i never picture us standing together again.
in a way, it's ironic when she wouldn't let go it was always shortly after she left me by myself
and she'd ask if i had kissed anyone as she was laying there with someone else
i don't even know what good it does to let this all out now
but i'm letting it out because i don't want to feel this small ever again i'm more than a footnote i'm the greatest love you never had...
it's funny how they all turned out to be like that because even california knows what i'm talking about
and if you think about it, we've never even met
always better safe than sorry, you've got a talent to make me worry should i really be telling myself that i really should've known better?
is that what you wanted? it's a complete role reversal and you're the one holding on to the past
you're the one holding us back
i wish you wouldn't try so hard to make it fit your expectations and i wish you wouldn't hide so much and think i don't know what you're doing
where did you give up? and decide you weren't interested i can tell you i got the message and from now on will be respecting your limits
you're doing it again i wish you wouldn't do it again but i can't stop you, i can't even try
at least we're still friends you can tell yourself that we are still friends and forget to notice where i've let go
don't worry, you've only opened my eyes it's ok because i know you don't need me
a week goes by
i can see you've changed, and i torture myself because this time you've stopped being fun |