(2013)
On the last days of summer We try our best to fall In love, in step, from consequence… To savor the memory of it all. As the leaves begin to brown,
The words ring true with every spin ‘round the world; “How I love her so” Such Psalms the vicar spake. Commanding chastity
A different sound, I stir with mo… Follow the path of stairs through… My mission: Clean the sidewalk of the eggshell… Sweep up the landmines, they’re be…
Have I gone crazy? Or is this the reward For a man of simple pleasures To glimpse the eye of heaven As he turns to look away,
I don’t think you’re beautiful And let me tell you why; The word itself is passed around By every other guy. To as many girls, who equally
Tears of pus and putrescent breath… Lord of Disease, Pestilence comet… With a retinue of sickly things, A plague upon mankind he brings. He bears down on us of flesh and b…
Such a face to see, a villain. Ragged, lilting; Worn and fierce. Eyes that glean the boundaries step within the vapor;
When you saw the ghost across the… Did it look human at all; Or was it all your hopes that died… Left to linger in the house Where starving dreams still lie?
Young Jolly Roger, just a boy and… Watching the hourglass flap across… A red heart fading with his own. The choppy seas, they make him sic… but he holds himself up well.
Back when it was still brand new The shiny silver gleamed with prid… Of brand new possibilities Whirring away further inside It did well in selling itself
The great western expanse as I’ve ever known it since my you… paints vast murals of slender gree… the moving picture of choice for t… Yet such beauty comes second place…
I am not a thing of god; And his whispers don’t speak to me… I build my life with fellow man And my work will set me free. I keep my head towards the sky
They spear-point launches from the… Remember all this day. When shackles learned we could out… And in their pride did fall away. From below we found the will to ri…
Some lessons you just can’t teach; Some people can’t be taught. A great man fears most what’s insi… That one’s good deeds are misbegot… How many times can they hear no
I’m young again, New again; It makes me feel so strange. How do I act, Tell me, how am I supposed to act…