Eraser

Does it make everything
Blurred, for you to see?
Erasing anything
Drawn from you and me
Because with these fading days
There's unrest in the waves
Flowing from the radio
And they just make me so
Blurred in mind, in vision
And they bring me down
Right down to the collision
Of the broken soul's sound
Yeah, yeah sing it with me
The broken soul's sound is
All that I've found in
Ever silver lined cloud this
Sky has ever offered

Fall To Nothing

Where did it all go
So very wrong, before
We even had a chance
To heal and hope
I'm sorry I couldn't
Save you before we
Got carried away
With every fight
Every hurt we made
I'm sorry

Heavy On Your Conscience

Weighing you down
Like the thousand
Thoughts you made
That you brought
Into this world
With all you said

Lies

I'll tell them for you
Never to you
Find the truth behind them
Never conceal it with them
Lies, lies, lies
What truth defies
Yet still defines
I'll tell them for you though

One More Incomplete Ballad For The Masses

Would you let me come and save you
From this life of solitude
We could catch the next train coming through
And be gone before they even knew
It's a promise I can't swear to not keep
That I'll fly right in to sweep you off your feet

What's Your Corruption

A half pint of you
Mixed in with
Just a dash of
Trouble that
Won't seem worth
It in the morning
But it's my
Poison, shaken
Not stirred, served
On the rocks
Salut

New Score

Hopefully if I
Can hit the keys
Of this piano just right
I'll play you
Into existence
Into my arms
That've been empty
For so long
Too long

We Were

Somewhere where every word
Passed between us stayed
Just like that, between
The two of us, never
To be heard by another
Ear, or so it seemed
To trust you with me
Is to break me in two
One part for you
A small memento
The other for the ground
To receive as it falls
Yeah, oh yeah, just
As it falls

Deluding Myself

V1.

I was sitting in the park
When I first saw her passing by
With a glimmer in her eye
Betraying every tear she'd cried
She swept right by without
So much as a by your leave, and
With that she stole my heart
Gone in an instant, like a summber breeze

Run Till You Drop

To the setting sun
Falling faster
With every step you make
Slipping over the
Horizon

Good Enough

I'll be anything
The first laugh you had
Or the last tear you cry
Just tell me what you need

Cause I'll Run

Thousands of lights
Shining the way
Blinding movement
Binding thoughts
Now only one light
Remains shining away
And I'm caught
In all faulty glory
This is why
When that light burns out
All you'll hear
Is distancing footfall

Surface

Something
Underneath this
Realistic
Face I've
Always worn
Can you notice
Every crack?

Tuned Right

Turn back to the
Same songs that
Drive me back to
Sanity and safety
There's a comfort
In the way each sound
Pulls a different
Heart string into
The place it belongs

You Know It

Everytime they tell you
That nothing's sacred
Nothing is the way it
Should be, what we lost
Along the way to experience
And wisdom, and was
It all worth it?
I'm hoping it will be

Straight From The Playlist

I think I'll lie
With my ear to the floor
And listen to the beats
That reverberate from
My speakers so small
And hope they can
Comfort me in all this
I'm so sick, chasing the
Feeling, dreaming with
A broken heart, and as I
Wait for the rain, the
New divide that spans
The width of my heart,
Day by day I'll look
For the shooting star
That seems so heartless
In its bids to evade me
I won't apologize for
All my false pretenses
But I still hope
You'll miss me when I'm gone

Breaking Trivialities

Emptiness is what
You're left with
When everything
Around that surrounds
And clouds your thoughts
Becomes whitewashed,
Nothing to be seen
You're all alone
With space to hear
Your echo

Time To Make

All these secrets I'm
So desperate to keep
But holding them in is like
Not being able to sleep
It's such a long drive
Back to town in the night
The streetlights are out
And every sound made
Is coming from you and me
Where we're out of sight
We could talk about
Whatever we want, stories trade

Check the clock again
Thirteen o'clock never came
So fast before, so fast

Hey There

When it tickles your fancy
You'll tune your ears to hear me
Fake your deafness more, come on
I dare you to not hear this
Because some bad news came along
And it's all about you, it is
Meanwhile, you ignore what falls
All around, brilliance in the starlight
Can you hear it, as it calls
Out your name, in this silent night

Over Again

Then he wrote another
Yeah, another love song
Which, in itself
Is just another way
Of saying "I miss you"
Like all the other thousands
A bottle of cliches,
Happiness and heartbreak
Sold for a dollar a download
Let's listen to it
Till we're sick and tired
And want to hear it some more

Moment Of Truth

Sometimes we live a life
That's misguided by directions
We'll go and search for strife
While others crave peace and perfection
Meaningless trivialities
They're bringing us to our knees
Someone ask, sometime soon, please

Why it's getting so hard to believe

Detox

Someday, somehow
I'll cure myself
Yeah, it'll hurt
Like hell, it will
But I know I have
To endure this
To run, run away
Before she breaks
My heart, again
And again

Nothing's Sacred

Wasted effort
Trying to love
What you thought
Was special to you
Isn't to them
It's just a commodity
So really, you should
Know how to pull
Away before it all
Collapses around you
And know full well
She doesn't really
Care how you feel?
Nothing's sacred anymore

They Found

A little piece of you
And a fragment of our past
In the photo album
That lay quietly on the desk
Gathering dust, crumbling too
Rediscovered at long last
Before decay reached them
These pictures of our best
Our worst, highs and lows
The shine in our eyes
Faded now, gray now
Life that was, far gone now
Everything here shows
There's nowhere to hide
Torn now, all around
Life that was, they found it now

Track Thirty-Seven: What They'll Never Take

I never wanted to be here. It’s stupid, really. Really. Who wants to be stuck in their tiny cell, surrounded by these bleak, dull walls. Pah, it’s ridiculous. Really. Day by day, people just roll on in, never mind that guy who’s been there longer than the power switches. Never mind his carvings on the walls, counting down the days to his never arriving freedom. If I think about it, I’m just procrastinating the inevitable: I will die here, right here. Really. This chair will be my coffin, and this cell, my grave. Lodged between the normalities and lack of idiosyncrasies, here lies “X”, a man devoid of integrity, completely incomplete and a God-honest sinner. Pah, it’s ridiculous. If I stay here any longer, I might become just as apathetic as the very walls I’m carving. How ironic, I carve them, but they leave a bigger scar in my life. It’s pathetic. Really. Ha, I remember when Shannon came over to my cell. “What’s up?” he asked me. Isn’t that stupid? What’s up? The ceiling, that’s what’s up. A ceiling that’s blocking every bloody free thought from escaping and blossoming into a true desire, to run free from this damn hell hole, taste the tantalising liberty lingering just a few concrete inches away. What’s up? Stupid, stupid question. Really. You know, the only thing I’ve got going for me is my girl. She’s waiting on the outside for me. She’s all I’ve got left now, and she’s waiting. Really. With her eyes like the summer blue sky, auburn hair like the autumn setting sun, lips as red as the winter rose, her scent sweeter than the spring flowers. Just thinking about her makes me feel, happier? Yeah, that’s it. Happier. She makes me feel happier. I guess that changes things a little. I may still be stranded in this scantily secure slum, surrounded by these stupid scaramouch’s who ask me stupid non sequiturs, but then I just need to think about her, and everything’s ok. She’s waiting for me, she really is. And I can rely on her to be there. Really. But now, now it’s time to leave this absurdism, this surrealistic shithole for a temporary relief. I gather my dribs and drabs, and walk towards those gray, groaning doors. Drearily, deadened gates they are to me. The floor’s thick, thick with channels of people’s “thoughts” and “inspirations”. Pah, that’s blatant, hyperbolised rubbish. You want to know the truth? I’ll tell you, really. They’re all thieves. Plagiarisers. Not a single innovative idea, and yet they’re magnanimous in their “originality”, which they pilfered off someone else. Me on the other hand, I’m nothing but unique. Really. My channel’s nothing but pureness. These channels are like cocaine, really. Some are just filled with all sorts of shit, no potency, watered down to a fraction of their potential. Mine, on the other hand, is as if it’s just been taken from the plant. The tiniest whiff of it’ll knock you flat. Really. You know what though? All of our channels lead to one central nerve, infecting it with diluted drivel. Why do I even bother? It’s not like I want to be recognised is it? Oh no, I just love, love, love being jammed here between nowhere and nothing. Love it, I tell you. Stepping through those severe, grey doors of the elevator almost seem like passing into heaven. Really, it would be, if heaven was four metres high, three metres wide and three metres long. Who knows, maybe it is. Pah. I’m sick of this shit, it’s ridiculous. Really.

[As the elevator doors close, he casts a final glance through the gap at the rows and rows of desks. A small smile quirks the ends of his lips. He knows this is the last time he’ll see this place. The doors close, and so do his eyes. Goodbye, prison – cum – office. The real heaven’s waiting.]

Get This

I just want to sleep
And not wake up again
Ever, because I'm tired
Of trying here

Heartless

No one gives a damn
When you're depressed
Can guarantee they
Only ask out of courtesy

Like You Knew

Asking for a second chance
Is it weak and foolish
Or a moment of strength
Where we can fix the broken

Empty

No more music
Dance is gone
Can't write these for you
Or sing you a song
It's emptiness
I guess

Curbs

What's between me
And the road speeding
Down the distance
There's no stopping it
Just on and on and on
See you later
I'll just keep walking
On these curbs

Lead Me On

Take me somewhere
Anywhere you want
Sound like a plan?
It does to me, and
Here's the kicker
No one gives a damn
Where we are when
We get there

I Imagined You

Flaw of my imagination
That I'd never replace
You're just a blur
In this vision
I'll watch you fade away

Between

What I'm looking for
Is a reason to care
I know there's more
But see how they stare
And you're caught in between
As they take away everything
The life you've seen
Till you can't remember anything

Stage Lights

Flooding the entire world
Here it comes, the
Tidal wave of brightness
Blinding your atmosphere
Feels like, looks like
You were born for this

Mind Over Bullshit

Simple as that, really
It's how I made this
Easier and easier
So don't read me anymore
I don't need the
Sympathy
Empathy
Hypocrisy
Mockery
Just go away