Syncope

850 Double Pumper Holley

Ten to one piston. And 292 to five-o-one camshaft. The heads at 2, 214, 181 valves. Bronze cast, they've been bow ported. . 850 double pumper holley. 850 double pumper holley.

Too Late

There's angels hiding under. Tressles above the ground. They hover there forever. So they can't be found. . Trains are speeding over. Over the frozen lakes.

Splinters

A cabin built for families, not for one. These fills are solitary, lonely rivers run. Ocean crash duets with cars in canyon pass. Oh, the mountains, majestic force humility.

The Hatchet Song

There's too much confusion today. How can I assure it's to shy away. And he blew his brains out with a pistol I say. To cover his arse or make a point someway.

Sans Cosm

Arms open but I've just broken in. Through a crack in a long division. Can I make a decision without confusion?. Seemed something but became nothing at all.

Tears On Fresh Fruit

Just when you've found your way to the boiler room. They come to dig you out with picks and shovels and acetylene torches. . I couldn't do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit.

Rx Coup

At the bottom, you set it down. From the top, I counted you out. Cascading, the end draws near. These rail lines, drown in fear. . In the dark days, hunger's free.

Red. Right. Return. (straight In Our Hands)

Sails catch any wind that they can. Through any ocean to any land. There's no worries. Power carries no concern. Silhouetted by the fields as they burn.

Sunshine

I opened my eyes. And watched the sunshine. It had been out all night. To relax and unwind. . There will come a time gigantic. Waves will crush the junk that I have saved.

Red Alibi

In the back of my mind a voice speaks. Spells out the master plan, now I know. She swings with the ease of a hammer. From the truth down through the past and I know.

P.o.m.e.

Spirit Ditch

I want my records back and that. Motorcycle gas tank that I spray painted black. The owls have been talking to me. But I'm sworn to secrecy. . Woke up in a burnt out basement.

Someday I Will Treat You Good

There's something going on around here. I could not crawl back if I tried. I couldn't wait around, I couldn't wait another second. Something going on around here.

Mye

I'll qualify this circumstance. Broadcast, renew this chance. Pin hope on this promise. . Graduate to a settled score. Projects through mansion doors.

Some Sweet Day

You are, you are my daisy, you're my lullaby. Come sun up my dogs will fade to. Honeysuckle and clear moonshine. She was, she was my black earth. . And the fire in my spine.

Sick Of Goodbyes

If I could just keep my stupid mind together. Then my thoughts would cross the land for you to see. No one sees you on a vampire planet. No one sees you like I do.

Lines In Sand

Sometimes a struggle builds you somehow. Tears you down, leaves you dead. Time will pass, back to life. Hand on shoulders, bigger, better. . Sunday night, tempers flair.

Light Burns Clear

Looking back with perfect symmetry. Mistakes were you, mistakes were me. Photos fall through the glass. Paint it black to hide your face. Static screams deaf the masses.

Shade And Honey

I could look in your face for a thousand years. It's like a civil war of pain and of cheer. But if you was a horse I could help you with your chains. I could ride you through the fields by your fiery mane.