Unfinished Graves

I’m balancing my breathing by holding my breath
the city is dead, depraved and restricted
there’s comfort in the midst of chaos

Now we hardly speak, occasionally something hello, goodbye
my mind travels fast, faster than the speed of sound
like no other can compare to you I think you too often
something to hold onto
something lost long time ago, gray or blue it’s still ahead
my memories seem to disappear into the mist of lonesome feeling
like the one you once carried along
it doesn’t matter now
feels like yesterday you were on our side

I’m quitting smoking, I know I’ve said that before
but what I want and what I need are the same thing
we can set history books on fire and pretend nothing happened
nothing’s ever happening around here
we’re letting an opportunity walk past through us
sky’s always blue before the storm and the birds are always one step ahead of us
the paper boy keeps going
he’s got something to run for, someone to go to when the day is done
but tomorrow it probably won’t be

Touch is nothing more than electrical signals
you would leave the earth to get there
if that is what you want then why would you stay in this life so unreal
when the mystery is an option for you
take a note from someone who knows
our days are numbered and soon we’ll be gone
like Johnny and June
we’ll get put in our coffins and lay down in unfinished graves
there will not be gold silver and diamonds
but blind always have better visions
and sooner or later there’ll always be someone to say hello and goodbye

You love when I cannot love

There’s love and disappointments
just like combining business and pleasure
because you love when I cannot love

The cats sit around as big as they think they are
and the dogs wish they were more alike
and brother I know you are far
but I wish you can reach from the stars
to this world you said you can’t bear anymore
but it’s the tar in your lungs that fills the emptiness in your soul

And father I know she left you alone
you crushed your dreams with millstone hanging around your neck
and mother I wish you are happy
taking measurements on your new sundress
but I know you’re just a mess and the emptiness deep in your bones
eating you alive like monsters in your brain
taking another turn around

There’s love and disappointments
like combining business and pleasure
you love when I cannot love

and lover I know you are gone as gone as you fell apart
I tell you what I’ve learned
two is the most loneliest number of all
set fire to our hearts but the rain will follow the storm
and the sun shines on you
even when you don’t know what to do with all the time you have to spend

There’s love and disappointments
like combining business and pleasure
you love when I cannot love
There’s love and disappointments
like combining business and pleasure
you love when I cannot love
you love when I cannot love

Balance and composure

I’ve been riding across the universe my whole life
but what I really need is some balance and composure
and I’ve been thinking more than I should
and I’ve been screaming more than I thought I could
my voice’s so loud I can hardly hear myself breath
my thoughts are louder than the boy I never met
it’s never ending hide and seek

I made a deal with the devil
he said I got nothing to lose
there’s two different ways to choose
I’m in-between two different wrongs
but there’s no wrong way when the stars are all burned out

I’ve been hiding behind my mask too long
place your bets on me, this time is different completely
can’t see the difference between right and wrong
can’t say what’s true and what is not
counting the hours till the day is done
night arrives later this time of year
morning pours through the window
sky’s bright white hue as we dance in the hall through this afternoon
it’s the good things that will remind us
on everything that is said and done
but it’s probably too early to rise up hopes

Waves still crash against the shore

I’m a liar and you’re a thief
we’ll bury everything and hope everything will live again in different life
warm me up in your dead hands before the dirt fills my lungs
box full of damaged goods and potential
I don’t mind to walk through the distance
your son wasn’t careful and now he’s dead and cold as stone
but will remain a myth or a tale at least
if the technology worked I’d turn your soul something gold like a machine
but we’re living in a world where you get paid less than the pack of cigarette you still can’t afford

it’s like the things you love the most but you can’t configure your life
it’s like the backseat conversations you’ll forget by the morning
we tried to chance everything but nothing really seems to chance
waves still crash against the shore
you know this much is true
every person is a cheater from a heart until the constitution is burned
so set your thoughts on fire, your dream is over, yeah you dream is over

You and I are alone until all the secrets are told
but there’s nothing to talk about if there was no secret at all
you were named by the longest river in east whatever that is
I was named by the mountain smaller than a rock
I could be more cleaver and I could be stronger
but the piano hardly makes a sound, sound so sweet and pure
I still don’t know what I stand for
but I know you curse your dad and wish you were like your mother
and I know you like the song but not a fan of the band
but I know, oh, you don’t know how it feels running in heels, running in circles

You know this much is true
every person is a cheater from a heart until the constitution is burned
so set your thoughts on fire, your dream is over, yeah you dream is over,
the dream is over, the dream is over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over

The number of days

I know my actions are hard to justify now
a quick flick through the pages and I might know what you’re all about
I was just trying to look but instead I wrote these books no one ever reads
like wasted art in museums, just words on the pages of the magazine
and maybe it’s what I’m about but it is not at all

When the summer came and went we stayed in our defense
after all it’s safe to sleeping in through the days
no worrying of tomorrow and the future is ahead rather you like it or not
22 years and I’ve been dying since the day I was born
it’s not the cause but the act you’re scared of
the peace always comes with a price

Your love went blind and I can finally see why it meant so much
it’s almost half past two and your fingers are searching something to do
calculate the number of days that were expected to elapse
but the calendar run out and nothing will remain

But I believe God build seasons for us
the alcohol’s turning into steam in this hot weather
I’m sweating the winter away

The comforting sound

Baby, maybe we’re dreaming
but maybe, baby we got poison in our bloodstream
and when the ink runs dry there’s no reason to second-guess
when the sky turns back to black I’ll be your shooting star
you’re pins and needles in my heart
and when the sky is falling I’ll be your wonderwall

You still pray at nights, it’s the comfort it brings
it brings nothing but lies
it’s the sound of your beating heart

Don’t be afraid to say it
you took away the wrongs and made them right
can’t say I never made mistakes ‘cause then I wouldn’t be here
I’ll be fine without you
because I find the way to set myself free

We live life the best way we know how
and it’s the best way we survive
eyes wide as the moon you travel through the blues
the comforting sound
I love you

hidden hope
one two three
now no one can see where you came from
straight from the heart right after lovers apart
you’re sadness in lovely disguise

You didn’t want me when you had me
toast for everytime you kissed me (what a waste of whiskey)
I was young and naïve now I’m old and bitter
God’s name in vain I curse

We live life the best way we know how
and it’s the best way we survive
eyes wide as the moon I travel through the blues
and I still love you

Still a feeling

There’s a feeling hidden between head and heart I try to hide so hard
like sneaking home at 4am so she won’t find out
she never knows, she will never figure it out ‘cause neither do I
it’s not like I don’t try but the time is wrong
and I promise he won’t be around so long

She wakes up and ask “where have you been?”
and I just reply this same nonsense I say every time
don’t want her to know ‘cause I’m not ready to give up
not ready to let go
it’s wrong but what can you do when nightmares haunt you in your everyday life
everyone has their skeletons, I just don’t know how to hide ‘em
my diary is a library book for everyone to read
when the chapter closes there’s already new one ahead
it’s one way to get this feeling from my chest

When the class is half full I choose the emptiness
because it’s the only way I know how to live
it’s better than nothing because it’s still a feeling
and I’m lost in translation of what it is what it’s not

I’m making promises I cannot keep
my conscience got lost in the sea
deep ocean underneath all the plans I left undone
father, son and one without a name
my believes are what they are and I fear I’ll go deaf
I know he felt the same way before he left
it’s only a matter of time when all this will be history
so I’m just uncrossing my fingers and lingering longer than usual

This silhouette skyline

Baby you’re such a pretty picture
life changing magic trick
magnificent speaker with ruined tongue
I’m surprised I stayed overnight
400 and 65 that’s way too many times
like rabbit in the hat you disappeared
and that just don’t add up

I’m not gonna forget this past
and I’ll make sure it was your last
cause baby you’re such pretty picture
and you are my true
love such a strong word
but I’ll stab your eyes like you stabbed mine

Everything I want and more
whatever you do, I adore you
now the tricks on you
all what you put me through
tell me how it feels

You are the story line
hidden in this silhouette skyline
and I know the truth
but still I’d rather be with you

Beauty in every ugly truth

We dreamed big but our house is small
cause baby nothing’s free but the love for you
eyes wide open shine so bright
there’s beauty in every ugly truth

It’s a tragic world but still keep walking forward
she’s the lover you never met, she’s the lover that died before your eyes
it’s all the words not yet spoken, verse I wrote and rehearse
before there was now there was a time when it all seemed worse
there’s beauty in every ugly truth
and you found it in the city but the city doesn’t talk

I begged you to stay
my little solder, the one that got away
Go with the flow, museums turn into cemeteries
I could lay down all day but nothing’s free but the love from the other side
there’s a feeling but not a home
you go to the movies just to be alone
I love the cause but not the act
there’s beauty in every ugly truth

I write a song, I write a song, I write a song for you
‘cause I’m very much a writer in my everyday dream
something’s wrong with you and me
memories made so long ago, it’s all twisted now
I’m looking for a place called home
somewhere where time stands still

Venn Diagram

Your thoughts are pointless if you’re not gonna let them out
you might but you won’t and there’s always a doubt hanging around your neck
take all the miles we traveled and convert them into time
has time pass us by?
I wonder if it is because it sure is moving slower than your hands
and I got this song, I’ll go it through, I’m the girl who followed the sun
and healthy hearts make dusty songs

I can now see the difference between flesh and bone
you want to be somebody but you ain’t got no body
you just use somebody and now you’re no body
I can see clearly what the future holds

My fingers are clean so point whatever you like
from coast of Florida to gridlock on Eastern Avenue
coffee splits my personality and I’m angry with these words
I’m speaking with my tongue
I’d fuck it all up for you, you know

We have the courage to laugh as we make it worse
it’s the loan you can’t pay back and then you’re fooling me
strangest love is the one with a sword
and as the winter come we’ll set free
our hearts collide on that runaway train

Through the fields, to the county fair
I’m obsesses with all the things I miss but I’ve never seen stars so bright
I smoke pack and half a day and the wishful thinking keeps my lungs alive
it all circles around and hope you hit the spot of Venn diagram
how many times we have to cross the line ?