Tell Me Everything

Are you sleeping with her. Are you sleeping with her. Tell me now, are you sleeping with her?. Because I am, you know I am. . I see her strength in your eyes.

This Pain

I drank the poison, you took the pills. It didn't get us anywhere. We called the help line to confess our crimes. There wasn't anybody there. . Like the self portrait of Vincent Van Gogh.

The Rescued

Have you ever lost your way,. Getting by with no direction.. Living always so afraid,. Of the fear that fills your mind.. And you could go on and on and on like this,.

That Voodoo

That voodoo that you do. The shimmy lights through you. And no one can voodoo the voodoo. You do, do to me, yeah. . I'm sorry if I'm not that tough. But not that tough is tough enough.

Trip And Fall

Wake up early, no time to waste Grab some food along the way to see me thru. Brush your hair back, from your face. I promise to come home again from work to you.

The Short Week Begins With Longing

Are you up in the middle of the night. Trying to figure out where things went wrong and they did. Just another semi-bummer weekend. . It seems hard to find a home for the words.

The Short Weekend Begins With Longing

Are you up in the middle of the night. Trying to figure out where things went wrong and they did. Just another semi-bummer weekend. . It seems hard to find a home for the words.

This Year's Fashion

Head trip on the scene again. Pumping in the veins of the rabid mouths to feed. Head back, obsolete. Trapped with the secrets that I cannot keep today.

Tornado; An Owl

Take what you've got, take comfort in that. Everything you know or seen will soon be a non existent dot. Who'll save the world that claims there is no saving?.

Take The Pain

Waking up most days I feel more. Like a dead man rising. It seems like too much energy for a bag of bones. And for the lucky souls. Waters wash away the cobwebs.

The Bud Song

Take me, in your arms tonight. lift me, out of this life.. Embrace my soul. . Lie down, see my mellow thoughts. Fly me into the field of dreams. Our love will never die, yeah.

Turn The Page

Tobera

(N.Cuerda). Siempre el hombre y sangre. se han de fusionar. como el Cosmos brilla. fuego sin cesar; tobera.. Que aventura vida. nos dejas tomar. todo en nuestras manos.

Triste Carretera

(N.Cuerda/F.Amador). Si vas por la calle caminando. creers que el desierto llor. murmullos, un espejo de aversin.. Carretera dnde vas. solitaria y sin color.

The Changeling

It's not war, it's more like a warning. There with front row tickets to the public burning. Found in the strip search, the skins have beaten the shirts.

The Collected Works

There was a tempest roaring in the deep blues. There just to put the revolution in you. You compared the cost of the war. With walking into a wall. . Thought we saw you coming, including me.

The Heartbreak Rides

Just out of the woods and yelling down the mountains. All I really wanted was to go downtown. And so we ride the heartbreak slides. . Rushing at the modern sunset to your window.

The Palace At 4 A.m.

There's some Polynesian dive. Downwind from the badlands. Buh buh buh buh. The Palace at 4 a.m.. We kicked through the diamond dust. Halfway between. [Incomprehensible].

The Troubadour

You walk the broken stones still warm, the sunlight calculates its form. Some quick shadow newly worn, the idea spinning in your arms. Could it be we've won?.

There Are Maybe Ten Or Twelve

There are maybe ten or twelve things I could teach you. After that, well, I think you're on your own. And that wasn't the opening line it was the tenth or the twelfth.