What Have I Done?

A year now and nothing much has changed. Holed up in a motel in El Paso. This was meant to be my great escape. I got lost along the way. Amongst free HBO and take out.

Sorry Town

Alison cries on a radio Monday. Lipstick goodbyes and a promise to call. He's in a veiled illusion. She's out of mind. They're happy ever after. And so am I.

All Of One

Do we see the sun. When our days begun. Do we hear their voice. It seems we have little choice. . Far and wide the tide is turning. The long and short wires burning.

Snow Hill

This is called Snow Hill. . Slow days in restless rooms. A constant stream of girls in green. Toy guns for action men. On news at ten. . Cool handed candied lies.

We're Going To Hell

Don't tell me what you've done. 'Cause I don't wanna know. You say, it's not so hard. Just let your conscience go. . You're flashing me that politicians grin.

Reach Out

So many things you said last night. In your attempt to be forthright. How certain things are meant to be. If it's of benefit to me. . This moments really celestine.

Warped The Wood Floors

When we were burning. These stained walls would swell with passion. Our sweat warped the wooden floorboards. You'd kick out the nightlight. And let the moon bleed through the window.

Rain

Here I am I've got to make it through. Another day with confusion all around me. I'm striking out. I've got to find a way. It feels like I'm starting out on my own.

Vermont

Staring up at stars. From the back seat of a stationwagon. Carving the night. Trees keep marching by. Light poles blur into a stream. Blazing laser beams.

Pale Shelter

How can I be sure. When your intrusion is my illusion?. How can I be sure. When all the time you changed my mind?. I asked for more and more. How can I be sure?.

Tides Rush In

The coast is clear, the coast is everywhere. I must have reached the end of the year. Of searching for meanings in meaning. The coast is clear. . Tides rush in.

No One Knows Your Name

Somewhere, sometime I became a part of you. And then in time, in time it seems like I got to heart of you. And inside my mind I could entertain. Almost anything you could throw at me.

There's A Coldest Day In Every Year

Hey, Are you sleeping?. We've got nothing better to do. Than just lay here, together. Let it pass.... It wasn't so hard to destroy. Now its not so easy to forget.

Mother England

Round we go. Living in a carnival of compromise. All we know. Is decorating flags and choosing sides. Round and round. Accusations fly. Holding ground.

The Ugly Organist

And now, we proudly present. songs perverse and songs of lament. A couple hymns of confession,. and songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along i'm on the ugly organ again.

Walking Resurrection

you sing over me. the song that you sing is love and rest and peace. you're in love with me. and I resurrect the moment i receive. . I'm like a walking resurrection.

Jasmine's Taste

Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams. For what it's worth. Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams. For what it's worth.

The Road To Financial Stability

watching cars. or will we be passed by. will anyone stop for us. be passed on. the day passes away. and we're alone. the moment cracks along the sidewalk.

I Will Be There

Holding rightly on to something you believe. It's getting harder when we practice to deceive. But you know when night falls. . I will be there. I will be there.

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