The Stand

I was walking straight with my head down.. I was taking steps and losing ground.. Following the orders you sent down,. Without sound, not a sound.. . I lost my design..

The Patriarch

There's people drinking wine. On a Sunday afternoon. Being in the city, there's things that bring me back to you. And here a baby cry. And there's nothing you can do.

Tug Of War

I'm closing my eyes and the distance fades. Between the bars of a song I'd write. In the face of darkness, your eyes find a way. While the memory starves in the light.

The Enforcer

I'm not looking for a fight. If you come at me tonight. I'm gonna make you sorry. Don't try my patience son. There's a reason i'm the one. That people stand aside for.

Thrill Me

I got new shoes. I'm walking new ground. I had old friends. But they're no longer around. I'm tired of the same scene. Playing over and over again. Some people saved me.

Tente

While you fall asleep. It moves me. By the window's feet. It drools and crawls on knees. Why you want my niece?. It smothers me. Into the sea. . Slide all your troubles on my seat.

Tangled

If all you say is true. Please let me see. And all you hear is filled with love around me. The tangling is through. The tangling is through. . You have made my own destinations grow.

Tame Me

I can feel the stain. You've left inside me. And I couldn't see. How far I am. How far I am. How far I am. From this endless tunnel. . I can't hear the claims.

Turn It On Himself

[Unverified]. . This is no town for the friendly, everyone here has a story. And in this maze of people, I lose my sense of definition. A page ripped from a book, I'm just a page ripped from a book.

Trapped

Trapped. A game of roulette. A marble and wheel. Revolver and steel. While down on his luck. A grimacing drunk. He spins on his axis. On top of the table.

The Vivian Girls

The vivian girls are the chosen ones. The vivian girls are the chosen ones. The vivian girls are the chosen ones. The vivian girls are the chosen ones.

The Traveler

Desperation takes to the streets. From out of the back of the house and into the streets. And you never know who you might meet. If he only plants one little seed.

The Insect God

What has become of Millicent Frastley?. Is there any hope that she is still alive?. Why haven't they found her?. It's rather ghastly to think the little child was not yet five.

The Haunting Of An Eastern Man's Mind

On my relative blank memory. All photographs leave scars. Of your insect inspiration. In the ice forms on my windows. . My memories here are conjured up.

The Harbor Incident

Into the vigil from hiding. His exile was now almost up. Pockets were teeming with spare change. And his mind was eating it up. . He'd savored the peace that he'd had but.

The Evidence You Hide

Lost in a paperback rain. Picking through books that you won't read again. Keeping your promises vague. Lost in the crowd in the circus parade. . Keeping your polaroids dry.

The Better Angels Of Our Nature

The surgeon was at the table with his hands on a rusty saw. The better angels of our nature were standing there in awe. The sculptor danced with his statue and caressing the flaws in the bronze.

The Beach Of Deception

Swell surging forwards. Eroding the land. A test of your patience. A test of your hands. . The presence of angels. A pall of thick smoke. On this table spill memories.

Taste Of Tendon

I was cross-eyed, stoned and painless. My pulse was up my eyes were red. My visions, situations, feelings. Hung on my lips and burned me up. And 18 hours spent asleep.

Tanguedia