- Amateur Standing
Are you right about everything
It's all the maps that we have mistaken for the world
Sharp pieces of science that cut into our skin
Are they right about everything
Are you tired
Are you right
But I would rather shape my soul than furnish it
And I'm tired of waking up and worrying if someone else is talking about me
- Human Drama
Are we the same
Can we burn each other's ideals to the ground
Can we blame the truth of human drama on ourselves
Are we breaking new ground, are we hearing the sound of our voices echoed as screams
Do these thoughts sting your skin like the sarcasm shot from our tongues, through our teeth
Why are we always aware of the power of gravity when we try to climb
Like the way we breathe, we always take forgranted the assistance it gives us when we descend
Heaven knows just how long we can crawl
- June
This space starts out empty and I know it can't hurt more than it already does
And it all falls down around me and hits me in the face and falls onto the ground
And I wish that I could understand why I'm so upset to see these things I'll never have
My hands shake with anger and my eyes fill up with tears that taste like salt
And it's hard to get up; too hard to pick myself up off the ground
Laughing at me, if I could
Wondering by myself, if I could
I was lost at sea and you let me drown
- Kissing The Nightmare
I've made up this day as cold as the ocean that we crossed on our way back to reality
A place we hate but a place we left to become friends of bottles and friends of sorrow
Where I watched you dance with the smoke that leaves your mouth and swirls around the air
like a ghost
Who are you
We can't breathe forever
You taught me that
So I'll just spend these days screaming, "Who are you"
- M
I've been thinking all day, sitting by this window,
remembering how the smile on your face could make me blush
And I can't comprehend how someone with your eyes
could ever dissapear and break your heart.
Fall, keep your eyes on something small.
Hold your head up high.
Angel, spread your wings and fly.
- Microchip
Would you forget me this time
Forget the taste of your lips over mine
It's your turn to give up on me
Anyone else and it would have been easy
Instead you were my will
I'm nowhere except inside of you
Waiting until the end where I found love
Would you forget me this time
- Our First Taste Of Escape
Open up to foggy streets and the shuffling of heavy feet
Passing through antique gates
And lining up to whisper goodbyes
Freshly cut flowers rest in mud
And sobs echo from the wind
That carries sound away along with pieces of our lives
Say we're dreaming,
Say we're discouraged and disgusted by life
- Traveling Theory
i can still remeber the picture on the postcard that you sent me of green fields and silos, and I used to pretend that I could see you, like you were watching me. And every move I made. Every step I took. Every train I rode. Every time I looked for you, but could never find you so I put you on my wall, and spent the days waiting for you there. Is it cold out where you live? Is it so far, where you live? If this silence breaks and I let go, put my ear up to hear if you've finally come to save me. If i've been wrong to care so much then what am I to do now. I put you on my wall and looked for you there every night to see if you were waiting to wave.
- Tuesday
The sun falls on my eyes and I'm struggling to reason why everybody smiles
Am I the only one who feels this way at all
Is someone too proud to let it go
And I'm swallowing my feet and choking on everything I feel
The sun falls on my eyes and I'm struggling to reason why everybody smiles
Am I the only one who feels this way at all
Is someone too proud to let it go
And I'm swallowing my feet and choking on all these words