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I do pop cause thats what my heart goes, I dont call it art, no sir That denotes that when I wrote it I had other motives Were never saying what we mean, its all Silver Screens and lights And new heights of drama comma tension and clenchin fists Love consists of on and off and a built for two coffin When its summed up, the rest is a hoax and some jokes Thats been drummed up by the suits and Theyre choking out your life in chunks from nine to five and You aint never gonna get a second back So come on lets lose control, well sell our souls to Rock and Roll and hope Well die before we get old; into the wind were tossin armfuls of caution Even when it all goes to Hell, our love for one night was pure as sunlight and Our great big happy ending is still a dream trapped in a Guillotine I write words cause these are the things I cant say but Ill sing to you And I know that its all a cop-out but my heart, it just pops out of joint Heres the point girl, you should be flattered at how my words they just scatter and Drop, to the floor cause you keep me nice and sore and cold down to the core But I wouldnt take a single second back So come on lets lose control, well sell our souls to Rock and Roll and hope Well die before we get old; into the wind were tossin armfuls of caution Even when it all goes to Hell, our love for one night was pure as sunlight Our great big happy ending is still a dream trapped in a Guillotine 2. When The Sun Drops Like An Anvil Ive been counting down the calendars months and Trying to breathe in all four seasons at once and then exhale them as Tidal waves and cold and warm fronts while I paint your shores with snow Ive been taking comfort in songs Ive heard and Trying to reach you with the warmth of my words, theyre spilling out On pages and the ink becomes blurred but theres one thing we know Time will stop and stand still when the Sun drops like an anvil falling down Red comets rain from the sky like fireworks on the fourth of July Ive been counting down the calendars days and Trying to see you in LCD displays and flashing lights while Building you a tiny glass maze that you could keep within your palm We see a world unfold within your reflection You twist time, mangle minds and play with perception and we Send thoughts back and forth through rusty connections and gently break the calm Time will stop and stand still when the Sun drops like an anvil falling down Red comets rain from the sky like fireworks on the fourth of July 3. Precious Metals You said your lifes a house of cards, and it teeters on the brink On the edges of window ledges, until like a great ship down it sinks Into the sea bed, with sunken gold And words that we said back when You used to think that your life was precious metals and rose petals But now as youre growing up youre finding its nail-biting and teeth-grinding That crown you wore with the Rhinestones is now just thorns, needles and pinecones And heres one last thing that you must learn too; what keeps you warm can also burn you Times sinister sundials make your days hard as city streets You fall in traps, jet black in the hole that your self-pity eats Im playing cards real close to my chest so you cant see what Ive got One minute were sub-zero and in the same breath piping hot because When we are up, were up and then when we are down, were down Cars crash in perfect fashion but they dont seem to make a sound and now When Im hanging with you it feels like Im hanging myself Now my phones off the hook and I lay low, lie low, I go stealth You used to think that your life was precious metals and Rose petals But now as youre growing up youre finding its nail-biting and teeth-grinding That crown you wore with the Rhinestones is now just thorns, needles and pinecones And heres one last thing that you must learn too; what keeps you warm can also burn you You said your lifes a house of cards, and it teeters on the brink On the edges of window l-e-d-g-e-s, Watch the clouds move up above, As we slowly start to fade You and I had things that cut like a razor blade 4. The Matadors Theme I feel like a Matador taunting a bull, like Im balancing with no net on a cable and Im scratching my way out of an Avalanche, and chalking my hearts whims up to happenstance Ive seen the Holy Saints in your image captured in paint and its Flawless and life just aint, cause its ripped and torn the day youre born As the sky burns like a wick above, were in deep, in the thick of love But Im lovesick and youre sick of love, so now our times up, the cord gets cut But now I feel like a Matador taunting a bull, like Im balancing with no net on a cable and Im scratching my way out of an Avalanche, and chalking my hearts whims up to happenstance With its desires like well stoked fires and thorny briars for you to tame And it sang higher than young church choirs or piano wires that you could play 5. A Telegram From The Future: IM SORRY. STOP. Ive seen into your future, I saw the ending Baby Im sorry to wreck the whole story for you Oh you sweet thing, poor you Ive seen into your future and Ill warn you It only gets worse and I swear Ill have you cursin My name and I watched from a spy plane and I flew into your next life, I saw you everywhere Reincarnated as solid gold-plated skylines We now know why times Best when it stops, we turn back the clock The gears they grind and scrape, They sound like my heart when another day starts without you I just fall apart Ive seen into your past too, and one thing I noticed is Something weve both been doing is coastin through time You were like were young, screw time I saw into your past and I saw you being born You came out sleeping, you had us all keeping hope up And one day you woke up and you You got a telegram from years in the future And it read IM SORRY to make a long story shortened But heres whats important: Time is best when it stops, we turn back the clock The gears they grind and scrape, They sound like my heart when another day starts without you I just fall apart Years come and go and they drift like snow Away into the night and nothing is ending, well just be spending Our lives in different places now. 6. Its Actually Going To Happen Something tells me somethings changing It makes us say Damn, aint life strange when Our heads are spinning, our hearts reeling But were still winning because Im feeling Its Actually Going to Happen Something tells me somethings giving way To a time where you and I live in an Endless Autumn and were glowing Like Jack-o-Lanterns just from knowing Its Actually Going to Happen When youre waiting for your ship to come in And youre tired of just faking and running Open up your arms and receive me, Cross your fingers tight and believe me Its Actually Going to Happen When youre looking for things that are gone And youre tired of just aching and wanting Open up your arms and receive me, Cross your fingers tight and believe me Its Actually Going to Happen Something tells me somethings giving way To a time where you and I live on a Distant Planet and were breathing The same cold air and just believing Its Actually Going To Happen 7. You Dot, Me Dot, T-Dot If we had to share it all, like the communists One thing theyd never get to know is your perfect kiss Or what its like to spend a night in an empty bed With nothing but some pills and you swimming through my head You glide like Manta Rays and play my heart like a banjo Slide me down like Scotch, I watch you fly off the handle Id rather write than read and bleed a pen on fresh paper Watch it fly like kites to heights that rival skyscrapers Id drag our names from a plane across the sky and Id watch it fall in flames just the same as you and I thats why Id rather write than read and bleed a pen on fresh paper Watch it fly like kites to heights that rival skyscrapers Id like to count your bones all one by one with my hands and Live inside your house once your gone and its abandoned So now I hit the bottle until it hits me back And mess around with love to see what it sets me back Cause Im tired of all the folks and their shady practices And girls who live on lies and backseat mattresses When the morning comes like a swift hijack You can steal boys hearts but I want mine back Id drag our names from a plane across the sky and Id watch it fall in flames just the same as you and I Theres a long way left to go when we dont know where were going We dont know where were going; were lost and who gives a damn 8. Its Not Really Cold When it Snows We used to marvel at the way the snowflakes looked Under the setting sun until we (were) getting numb But could we find the two that matched like me and you? Well I wont answer that cause theres no chance of that But now come on girl, its not really cold when it snows Get outside, its not really cold when it snows, I still love you, its not really cold when it snows unless youre underdressed We used to marvel at the way houses looked back When they had peaks of white and endless seas of lights And trees without their leaves had led us to believe The wind and heartless cold had frozen lightning bolts And their arms reach out to the dancing snowflakes They spin like kids skating on frozen lakes And they know that its not really cold when it snows unless youre underdressed And we could keep our books on how the snowflakes looked Under the setting sun until were getting numb But could we find the two that matched like me and you? Well I wont answer that cause theres no chance of that But now come on girl, its not really cold when it snows Get outside, its not really cold when it snows, I still love you, its not really cold when it snows unless youre underdressed 9. The Plight Of The Flightless Bird Hey did you ever know that songs are just some thick little words And that the Aeroport is just a nest of big metal birds And they swoop in and out and steal us from each others lives and Tear us apart like conjoined twins under a surgeons knives An inch is a mile is a day And where you are is too far away Hey did you ever know that years are just slippery numbers And that I still get chills when I hear Paul sing Golden Slumbers Cause it reminds me of our house and how it used to snow there And lets me know that I can still skip town and end up nowhere An inch is a mile is a day And where you are is too far away And a drop is a puddle is a sea And thats further than I want to be And now I read you letters and they said someday Well meet again on some empty runway And watch the planes they circle like Peregrine Falcons do and carry us there again An inch is a mile is a day And where you are is too far away And a drop is a puddle is a sea And thats further than I want to be I sent a letter and it said someday Well meet again on some crowded runway And watch the planes they circle like birds of prey And as you left I thought that I heard you say An inch is a mile is a day And where you live is too far away 10. Your Life On Magnetic Tape If I still wrote songs this one would be about you, called How I Spent My Days in Mazes Without You In labyrinths of synths and cold and pulsing patterns When you sing the rings of Saturn spin If I could write books this one would be about you, called How I Spent My Summer Lost Without You We spent a month in bed and you know whats strange? We woke up and everything had changed! And now its time to assess what were to do with this mess Because when I hear your heart through your chest It sounds like Morse Code signalling S.O.S. Its your life wrapped up on magnetic tape And its a symphony of sounds you cant escape Each one represents a portion of the past The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass And you can just admit it; this love is parasitic and This heart clings on like a leech, while you keep yours just outside of reach When Im remembering you one photograph wouldnt do Cause through research heres what I found: Two vibrating hearts produce a sound! Its your life wrapped up on magnetic tape And its a symphony of sounds you cant escape Each one represents a portion of the past The reels go spinning like sands through the hourglass 11. Your Big Brown Eyes and My Big Broke Heart Your big brown eyes and my big broke heart were meant to be right from the start And we were bonded by the sad songs I wrote and heart you had Thunders loud and lightnings bright, but both combined couldnt wreck my night When your sweet flesh is pressed on mine and with one touch you stopped time And were part Baudelaire And part without a care Living in despair Last night I had the sickest dream; we lived our lives past seventeen And life slowly became less fun we were all washed up at twenty-one So lets take a break from this pointless life and cut our throats with jagged knives Well let the blood run down our chests like a flowing scarlet dress Your big brown eyes and my big broke heart were meant to be right from the start And we were bonded by the sad songs I wrote and heart you had And oh dear god Im terrified you didnt care if we lived or died And were in real deep in seas of sin, twenty thousand leagues down and we cant swim But were part month of June, Part sleeping in til noon Living in cocoons We say it all and take it back, we sound like fucking Fleetwood Mac But the songs we made arent half as nice cause theyre based on our rotten lives Thunders loud and lightnings bright but both combined couldnt wreck my night When your sweet flesh is pressed on mine and with one touch you stopped time Nothing we do makes much sense, were sitting on a barbed wire fence Watching sunsets in the skies and staring until they burn our eyes Because waiting can be such a chore, defile our lives with something pure To twist around the way we live cause trusts just Being submissive and were part summers end and part lets just be friends living in pretend Your big brown eyes and my big broke heart were meant to be right from the start And we were bonded by the sad songs I wrote and heart you had Thunders loud and lightnings bright, but both combined couldnt wreck my night When your sweet flesh is pressed on mine and with one touch you stopped time 12. The Science Of the Seasons We stitched and sutured Ill-fated futures, amassed the past in archaic computers Come join the ranks in our data banks, Its a life without thanks Remember that night I drank and you cried? and on your bed all nights where we lied I stayed awake, you fell asleep on tear soaked sheets And were so new and young like science full of ideas and naive defiance Well lose it all with each passing fall as our wake up call Well stare straight up and wonder why the sky is blue; it reflects the sea Well all be sayin science explained our lives again And were always sayin Science explained Our lives again Thats the science of the seasons We stitched and sutured Ill-fated futures, amassed the past in archaic computers Come join the ranks in our data banks, Its a life without thanks Well travel countries and sit beneath palm trees and feel the heat in a warm pastel breeze Lets take a trip; lets go to Spain by all night train Or across the sea in Ocean Liners to opium dens in Asia Minor Well spend our days wasting our pay on wasting away Well stare straight up and wonder why the sky is blue; it reflects the sea Well all be sayin science explained our lives again And were always sayin Science explained Our lives again Thats the science of the seasons 13. Red Red Wine Deadest streets ever seen, deadest hearts and the cancer that grew in between Blackest flesh in our chests, blackest nights and a dreams the only thing we have left And thats that ill fated day when it all fades to gray The skies just bawl and destroy us all But Ive been where thats just fine and its like that all the time Its dead as dirt and it thrives on hurt And they owe what theyve built to our hearts and the spears of pain were using as stilts Were looking round, well never find perfect things and all this squinting is leaving us blind Futile days, aging skin, and we watch as innocence is falling to sin cause Ive seen starts turn to ends, and seen the weakening of men And red wine hopes go up in smoke And young eyes under the moon in midnight skies dark and blue Torn to tears and wasted years So pass the bottle old friend, well numb our hearts til the end And raise a toast to our sullen ghosts when the tears fall like leaves the losing team still believes weve got a shot in this pointless plot and the warmth of a human mouth, it relates to the number of tales its spewed out plus our bones are meant to break, they reform, the heart should follow suit for gods sake and our bones mend and break, they reform, the heart should follow suit for Gods sake youre a pure setting sun and the white moonlight hung in evergreens and winter scenes and young eyes under that moon in midnight skies dark and blue are torn to tears and wasted years 14. Pine Prisonyard It shields us from the elements in a merciless Ice storm well stockpile all our body heat and at night it keeps us warm and I brought you a Christmas orange and you danced like sugar plums in the frozen arctic tundra underneath the frosty sun Your hearts a pine prisonyard , Lost in a silver snow globe , A lonely cabin in the north pole surrounded by white crows And theres no need to try to and escape theres no place to go we should build an igloo for two, and live like the Eskimos Glaciers roll on top of us and destroy our frozen home, next time well build a better one like a geodesic dome And I hibernate in icy caves and in the spring Im dead; I died in that frozen grave and heres what my stone read 15. CMon Ive been wondering for a while now what sort of force youre usin that keeps me up nights sad and boozin Just called to tell you I kind of like it, I know it sounds sadistic but when its gone Oh how I miss it Ive grown accustomed to the feeling; I know Ive hit the bottom, time skips like stones on ponds in Autumn But at a tavern, Late one Sunday I had a premonition; Forgettin you was my lifes mission But if you stare up into the sky Theres people like you and I Dancin on the moon at night And the black skys pierced by a burst of white Stare up into the sky theres people like you and I Dancin on the moon, just check And the skys turned into a discotheque Ive been wondering for a while now what sort of force youre usin that keeps me drinkin, thinkin, losin Is it on purpose? A conscious effort? Cause if so youre a sadist and you fill my books with angry pages Its getting colder with Christmas coming, I dont know why youre opposin the winters just the summer frozen And on your rooftop late at night time the moons as white as birchbark, Its like the universes freakish birthmark And on your rooftop late at night time we watch them oh so joyous and count hours until the sun destroys us And on your rooftop late at night time we watch them oh so joyous and count hours until the sun destroys us 16. A Minds Dying Verse (the solitary stone) from towers and trees and churning seas controlling natures will from your window sill past the glass the sun wont last and if you had your way theyd all be dismal days wed stay inside like you and hide and wish that things would change from behind window panes but grab the reigns and nurse those pains because many years have past and your still stuck in last initials carved in trees representing you and me are now lost and just washed out like stones into the sea and boxes full of bones resting under polished stones represent a fallen soldier left to die at war alone from the start your heart was cursed and the wine has made it worse and sixteen years of captured tears have formed a minds dying verse its a perversion of the arts and young mens hearts, an abomination of creation tearing brilliant minds apart its carved in bark circled with hearts, its a testament to the love youve spent you cross it out when new loves sprout or when they come to bloom; youre leaving wooden tombs to leave a mark of hearts youve sparked and turned to raging flames until youre feelings change now douse them fast but leave the ash because its a blackened pit that they wont forget initials carved in trees representing you and me are now lost and just washed out like stones into the sea and boxes full of bones resting under polished stones represent a fallen soldier left to die at war alone from the start your heart was cursed and the wine has made it worse and sixteen years of captured tears have formed a minds dying verse its a perversion of the arts and young mens hearts, an abomination of creation tearing brilliant minds apart boxes of bones and polished stones are all that we have left to commemorate the deaths of child and man and lifes cruel hand has tightened up its grip on your sinking ship now flowers are left where you now rest; its in a field alone, a solitary stone it cracks and splits and the world forgets and goes about its day in the usual way 17. Karkarodon Karkarius I used to love those sandy beaches, the coconut smell of suntan lotion I sailed the sea oh so carefree, I had my fun under the sun Till teeth and fins invaded, it was something unanticipated, they dragged me in and tore my skin, with missing limbs I tried to swim to sandbars or an island, a feeding frenzy oh so violent those hammerheads turned water red, I was a fool cause they swam in schools and from blue-green into scarlet, fun loving bathers were their target with Sandpaper skins and bloody grins, Horrific size with lifeless eyes Cut water with your dorsal, I bet I was a tasty morsel, for you to chew and tear in two and leave to die in oceans blue From the fresh water to the salt water 18. The Hall Of Fame Of Things I Despise hey you sad boys! hey you sad girls! Heres the loneliest song in the whole world hey you sad girls, hey you sad boys! Youre staying alone despite your best ploys cause true loves like the Loch Ness monster and we all know that that things phony its hearsay and some blurry pictures and questionable testimony it hides in caves and darkened caverns and broken hearts in drunken taverns or young girls smiles on cafe porches, you cant find it with teams and torches your love was so short and life is so long, youre trying to figure out what went wrong cause girls avoid you like a leper, youve got a lonelier heart than Sargent Pepper and that state can be worse than the bottom, and make you go mad and feel like adorning a noose around your neck and hanging from a tree like ornaments on Christmas morning but forget about that, its back to routine: the drink, get mad, get sad, drink scene and lying with you here in your bed is like waking up to pistols at my forehead hey you sad women! hey you sad men! When it seems like the bottle is your best friend hey you sad women! hey you sad men! Channel that hurt down through a pen your rooms covered with pictures on the wall of your new boys and their leering eyes and your new place is more like a hall of fame for things that I despise cause now were apart and to you thats just fine, its exactly the way you want things to be but your new place is more of a shrine to your free life without me your apartments like a hall of fame for things that I despise and youll never come back to me, I know no matter what I try the years will come and years will go and you will eventually know that waking up without love is like waking up with a pistol in your mouth 19. A Song For Sports youre a hand written goodbye, a buzzer shot from the good guys that missed the net, the coach says good try, its o.k. to lose sometimes and he means well with what hes saying but weve been losing day out, day in it makes us wonder why were playing, its time to throw in the towel and how I hate our skipping record it makes our problems seem double-deckered, intertwined and plaid and checkered, oh what a pattern weve weaved weve got hearts as tough as leather whose combined forces change the weather to lovely snow when were together, well freeze the whole world over and start an earth-wide hibernation and seek refuge in weather stations to form theories and calculations for troubles that were facin all of this white is extra stunning, well survive on wits and charm and cunning, youre my food for thought so who needs hunting? Its all we need right here water flows, the birds crow, the wind blows, the sky turns to gold the tides roll, diamonds turn to coal, music loses its soul, under your control and youve done things that others tried to and left your loves and lives behind you, you stole the worlds heart and that means mine too, what kind of pull have you got? youre a hand written goodbye, a buzzer shot from the good guys that missed the net, the coach says good try, its o.k. to lose sometimes and he means well with what hes saying but weve been losing day out, day in it makes us wonder why were playing, throw in the towel 20. 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