Endless Wars
Endless Wars going on in your head
Caging your thoughts
Wrapped in chain-link fences
They hold you in a grip like a hand grenade
Then pull the pin right when you least expect it

I reached my hand into the fire
I held it there to watch it burn
And when all my other pain
is no longer replaced
I will reach my hand back into the fire

Nuclear bombs going off in your chest
Hands on your knees
Cause you can’t catch your breath
Cause your too wrapped up
Tight like a tourniquet
There’s no circulation down in the trenches

Now can you feel the room closing in on you
Looking for an exit
Any excuse to leave the situation
But you can’t move
You’re stuck in your own way

Endless Wars going on in your head
Caging your thoughts
Wrapped in chain-link fences
They hold you in a grip like a hand grenade
Then pull the pin right when you least expect it

Nuclear bombs going off in your chest
Hands on your knees
Cause you can’t catch your breath
Cause your too wrapped up
Tight like a tourniquet
There’s no circulation down in the trenches

I Know the Rain Before I Pull the Blinds

I know the rain before I pull the blinds
in the black and white silent film
that repeats all the time
where i can hear the tree fall
off in the vacant woods
I know the sound it makes
and everything we could have been
but now I’m all alone
when did this wooden house turn to stone
he said “it’s cold won’t you let me in
and warm me by the hell you’re burning in?”
I know the time and the healing of these wounds
I can see that rainbow though i never wanted to
and when color returns back to the thawing spring
I’ll wash off in the floods and rinse off everything
left of you and i’ll be on my own
when did my reflection turn to stone
he said “it’s cold…won’t you let me in
and warm me neath the sun you’re bathing in?”
he said “it’s cold.. won’t you let me back in
and warm me by the hell you’re burning in?”
I know the rain before I pull the blinds

Color Blind

shadows walking up my wall
dance in the pale light
in the hotel room
off the interstate
neon vacancy sign
throwing a soft glow
thru cracks in the heavy blinds
the ocean waves crash down
the white noise of the air conditioning sound
it’s a wonderful world
but I’m not living in it
it’s a beautiful life
but i can’t picture myself in that light what a terrible way to be
if you could only dare to see color blind
I’ve been color blind
the gray scale
clouds the horizon
panoramic view stretched out for miles in every direction
fall fast asleep
head resting on the window pane
the world outside flies by
while i’m stuck in time
repeat, refrain
it’s all the same
it’s a wonderful world but I’m not living in it it’s a beautiful life
but i can’t picture myself in that light what a terrible way to be
if you could only set yourself free color blind
I’ve been color blind
marigold and amber rays
cascade down the white wash walls you create and box yourself into
it drains the life out of you
like a cobweb
where the butterfly trapped her wings drawn into the light
it burned bright but left her eyes color blind
it’s a wonderful world
but I’m not living in it
it’s a beautiful life
but i can’t picture myself in that light what a terrible way to be
if you could only let yourself see color blind
I’ve been color blind color blind

LET THE PAST GO

it took six long years to cover up these scars
and I do think its time we start
to patch and mend these broken parts cause too many days have gone by
and I can’t bare the thought
to never bridge the gap, make up time lost
It’s scary how it seems
time got away from me
now I cannot recall why we stopped
heading down that road we chased a million miles to shape and mold
the person that I am today
but I wouldn’t dare ever trade
take the good, the bad all the same
I’d follow you back down that path again
its funny how we talk
like nothing has changed at all memories bigger than the world we saw
so I said go
let the past go
we can start to find our way home just go
let the past go
so we can start to find our way home
cause we once had
big plans and bigger dreams young and loud and recklessly we sang our hearts free
long days, longer nights
broken down but still we tried to set our hearts free
scary how it seems time got away from me away from me
just go
let the past go
we can start to find our way home just go
let the past go
so we can start to find our way home so yeah lets go back home

Reoccurring Dream

the tide rises I let go
pulled out by the undertow
2 miles down in his life vest
they said the shoreline broke his neck
so thats my reoccurring dream
now what does that say about me?
I feel abandoned, Lost at sea?
I fear the world’s gonna drown me
under the ocean waves keep calm, quiet and safe
lead me out beneath the tall pine
fill my lungs, fill my stomach with butterflies
hold me close beside bon fire
and together forever we’ll burn higher
the pilots plane is going down
out in the wreckage he was found
a parachute strapped to his back
they said he died of a heart attack
so that’s my reoccurring dream
now what does that say about me?
a fear of heights? too scared to fly?
son, you know we’re all afraid to die
It’s out of your hands so you must accept it
well at least I can admit
I’m a wreck, I’m a mess, I’m a disaster
but you take me as I am
happily ever after
down in the dirt, here I can breath
the weight of the world above me
lead me out beneath the tall pine
fill my lungs, fill my stomach with butterflies
hold me close beside bon fire
and together forever we’ll burn higher

DST

I keep fighting the good fight
but she leaves me with the low tide
out to sea I’m floating, but I’ll come back in
no time like the present you said make the most of a bad situation
pack your things and go
you push it all away knock me down
I’m out numbered push it all away
just my luck, its running out
hell its all the same, been here before
a premonition
push me all the way to the edge
you keep me guessing all the way
so i keep walking that straight line
but she hits me like the high tide
off my feet I’m hoping
yeah I’ll come back in
cause yeah baby it’s a race with the daylight
we’re all farmers in the field trying to save time
make believe make it up (your mind)
two wrongs today won’t make it right…no
you push it all away knock me down
I’m out numbered push it all away
just my luck, its running out hell its all the same
been here before
a premonition
push me all the way to the edge
you keep me guessing all the way
no sense, nonsense when I couldn’t see
thru the haze
inches in front of me straight line, straight line let the blind lead
follow your heart and try to keep up
when the thoughts in your head pollute your mind
enough is enough
we’re all out of time
push it all away
no sense, nonsense
when I couldn’t see
thru the haze
inches in front of me
yeah baby its a race with the daylight straight line, straight line
let the blind lead
follow your heart and try to keep up

WILD

throw your body in the river
it swallows you whole
sinks your spirit like a stone
pulls you deeper and deeper
the undertow drags you back
where you belong undiscovered, unrealized
untapped potential
wings clipped, why?
under water
you’ll realize you can breathe
in deeper eyes open wide
it’s gonna get hard before it gets easy
it’s gonna get wild if you try and tame it
all the while we reconcile what’s better left unsaid
it’s gonna get wild before it gets easy
throw your mind into the fire it goes up in flames
growing higher and higher smoke and mirrors
it’s all getting clearer
I can spot the reaper swinging and swinging wild
it’s gonna get hard before it gets easy
it’s gonna get wild if you try and tame it
all the while we reconcile what’s better left unsaid
it’s gonna get wild before it gets easy

Present Day Excuse

slow down
proceed with caution
the future is wearing you out isolated
trapped in your thoughts no direction
we can’t allow that
re-imagine we rewrite the past
all while inventing
a present day excuse we can lean on
in the event of a crisis inadvertently
produced tightening the noose
In my own way
I avoid the truth
walls closing in surrounding you
beneath my own weight burying the proof
that I can escape whenever I need to
indecisive, certainly uncertain
the patterns repeat themselves calculated
over compensating for problems
that you can’t control so they control you
In my own way
I avoid the truth
walls closing in surrounding you
beneath my own weight burying to prove
that I can escape whenever I need to
my present day excuse

Pins And Needles

you can hold your breath
and I can’t make you breathe
you can bite your tongue
and I can’t make you speak
you can open your eyes
but that don’t mean that you will ever see
pins and needles washing over me
stitch up open wounds
dig up deep old roots
plant new flowers bloom
cause I grew out of you
I grew out of you
you can push me away
but you can’t make me stay
take off your armor
but that won’t mean you’ve changed
you can pick your battles
but that don’t mean you’ll choose them over me
I had you all wrong Now you don’t have me
stitch up open wounds
dig up deep old roots
plant new flowers bloom
cause I grew out of you
I grew out of you

May The Season Change

hope, it can hold you over
don’t leave, I wouldn’t hesitate
no believe, it can only get better
when you find it in yourself to trust again
fall, let it fall around you
may the season change
a more beautiful you
in time you’ll make your way around it
when you find it in your heart to love again
its not like we ever saw things going this way
but maybe we’re better off
removed, displaced
from the thought of letting our flaws
and the fear of the letting old thoughts remain
slow, try to take things slower
when your cold and too scared to move again
take comfort in the sounds
you hear when there’s no one around
it pulls you under
the silence can pull you away
neath the shelter, safe
a part of you still hides
from the life you lost
when I used to call you mine
fall, let it fall around you
may the season change
a more beautiful you
when you find it in yourself
to learn to trust again
you’ll find it in your heart to love again

VACANT YEARS

the landslide, it pulls me under
down where the idle, quiet mind aimlessly wanders
and here I’ll be trapped behind these prison walls that shelter me
I lost myself back there
how will they find me here
on the darkest side of the moon I can’t see my way
through foreign fields
may the light reveal
an old familiar place
where I lost myself back there
the low tide, it drags me further away from the shoreline
wading shallow waters
and I will bathe here underneath the tidal wave crashing over me
I lost myself back there
my god don’t let them see me here
in the deepest shade of blue
I can’t make my way through vacant years
may the time revere
on an unrelenting fate
I lost myself back there
When I’m unable to see the good, feel the good
while you remain ever optimistic
and it looks good on you
but I refuse to stay defeated
buried and bruised
the deepest shade of blue
just keep your head above water
to shallow to dive in but not enough drown
keep keeping your head above water
to shallow to dive in but not enough drown