1000 Miles From Here
4 o'clock it came and went
Like colors of a sunset
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
Floating clouds pass us by
Like pictures in the summer sky
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
Answers are but far & near
And questions of why and how?
If I find the words to tell you dear
I'd tell you them right now
But if I should wait 1000 years
Not another minute it's too dear
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
I still refuse all the methods you have used
Like singing in the sunshine from the darkness of the moon
There's no rhyme or reason for what we can do
But no one cares
No one cares
We'll run away, it never ends
We never have, but we pretend
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
Awesome...
But if I should wait 1000 years
Not another minute it's toodear
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
The morning sun goes by so fast
Here we are, from first to last
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
I still refuse all the methods you have used
Like singing in the sunshine from the darkness of the moon
There's no rhyme or reason for what we can do
But no one cares
No one cares
4 o'clock it came and went
Like colors of a sunset
But lately there's not too much time for heaven
A Day in the Life Of
Act 1: Call on the brigade
Break out the bottles of champagne
And raise your glass to the sky
Lucy says that she loves me
I beg and tend to disagree
I'm just her fling for the night
Step back, to the better years
When we, we never were like this,
Now we, do this all the time...
And the ballroom's swinging
To the song that is our life
And then the gallery resumes
Hair pins, corsets, and sweet perfume
Fill the, opaque room with new life
Dress down in your vintage cool
Dance dance, we float across the room
As we, drift into the night
Frances, she hangs with the aristocrats
Has a bottle of wine with her cigarettes
And then, we all start to sing
So you are the way you are
Everything so called
Light, you burn away
This is the end of me
Method to Madness
Got to get out of this town with the sound
And I know I can run, I know I can run
Cause it sucks you all in and it's killing your friends
And I know they can run and they know I can run
Mundane Sunday
Kills me again, yeah it kills me again
Cause I'm sick in the head and on fire again
And I'm burning again, yeah I'm burning again
All right
Play my six string on the weekends for the people
As they come around
I can't dance but I can sing
Write on the walls as I'm burning my clothes
But nobody knows, yeah but nobody knows
As I wait by your door, fall asleep on the floor
But nobody knows, yeah but nobody knows
But you don't even know how much I love you, oh yes I do
But you don't even know how much I love you
Play my six string on the weekends for the people
As they come around
I can't dance but I can say that
I'm alright
I'm alright (when I'm not here)
Yeah I'm alright (when I'm not there)
I'm alright
But you don't even know how much I love you, oh yes I do
But you don't even know how much I love you
You don't even know how much I love you tonight
Hollywood Horror
These three words float across the room
Lifeless signs are spreading from the masses
Your words of silence have me all, have me all consumed
As I slip into the same old process
Memories of memories are all I have
Outside the window the world is dying
To the soundtrack that is playing in my head
Watching as the willows keep on crying
Stay with me, I think that
I can see
We're running dry
Sing with me, so graceful
I believe
We love a lie
Or at least we try
Come to think, if I think at all
Getting by on false hope and squalor
Drown my sorrows in a bottle of alcohol
As I tell myself why I love her
It's the reason I can't find words when we speak
It's like sunlight shining in the dark room
It's the reason that I cannot seem to breathe
It's like summer when winter's in full bloom
A life is lost in the melody (in my hollywood horror)
But I still sing the lie "I'm just fine" "I'm just fine"
Words of Sound
Summer came with discontent
And a winter's sickness crept over us
I don't even, no I have no reason
'cause I'm lack of words for what I am feeling
Silence breaking
I can't take it
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger now
I'll write this down
In words of sound
And sing a photograph of who we are
What's the point if we all keep changing?
Let's head for disaster, it doesn't matter
When I die today, 'cause I live for tomorrow
I'm running in circles and chasing the shadows
Silence breaking
I can't take it
I'm pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger now
I don't think you get the message
With the words I write
But don't ask questions
Just breathe in and sigh
I'll write this down
In words of sound
And sing a photograph of who we are
Don't Ask Me
So the sun has faded
Every time we chased it
I swear I'll never get this right
Broken disconnected
second chances pass me
Under your skin
Bring back summer days and you
Don't ask me, Don't ask me (If I'm doing all right)
Don't ask me, Don't ask me (How I'm feeling inside)
Let's kill the lights, we're burning up
Tonight I want, what I'll never know
Don't ask me, Don't ask me
For a second I can't breathe
I can't breathe when I know that the synapses have made you up
Just like the people that I love
I'm coming clean, I'm coming clean
For the times that I couldn't make believe
Just believe, just believe me,
Interpret me
Bring back summer days and you
Don't ask me, Don't ask me (If you want to know how I'm doing tonight)
Don't ask me, Don't ask me ('cause you might not like the way I am inside)
Let's kill the lights, we're burning up
Tonight I want, what I'll never know
Let's kill the lights, we're burning up (Don't ask me, Don't ask me)
Tonight I wish, that I wasn't alone
Words of Sound
Released February, 2007
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