- Annapurna
Haze engulfs the rivers muddy banks
An abandoned barge waits silent and alone
In a portrait drenched in fog, I walk
As a bird of prey sits atop his throne
Days like these feel only partially real,
Give a warm embrace to the tides that we feel
I don't remember my own name
- Familiar
Patterns slide across my bare walls,
Their shapes manipulated by the angles of my room
A distorted message by the passing of a car
Another stranger on their way as I lay here in the dark
Voices in the distance remind me I'm not alone,
In my corner of a city that I can't call a home
This sight is so familiar to me now,
Time seeps away as my minutes count to hours
- Joaquin
There's nothing to trust but the shifting of the sands
Burying the monuments of a once great city
An empty forum scorched in the sun
Where every door is sealed shut
These canyon walls have forgotten how to echo
Silent and still they wait for a sound
For a frail voice to churn out an echo
To bounce off the walls, cracked and wasted
- River House
Tune in to the pulse in your head
The winding around your arms
The tangled wiring in your head
Is momentarily disconnected
Another day I've found myself here
Beneath the old bridge
Sailing down the creek on a pocket of air
On a ship of dirt and animal bone
- Surface Tension
Surface tension, breaking slowly
Forget that I said anything.
I've waited here too long
A message in the sand, etched for the passing ships
I can't look at a picture of you without feeling sick
Every signal goes unseen,