Curtain Open Enter
cowardly is the lion
who sleeps with one eye open
mother watches over
her sleepy timid children
something is so calming
in softly painted illusions
where lillies are but of dozens
in all the fields we grew them
It Begins With This
this is weird, my ego's full of shit and mostly fear
of never smiling for real...
they are all dead now
this life's outdated, its a scam
i think i figured it out
who's right doesnt matter this time
my audience is one
and you're all mine
who's right just really doesnt matter this time
lay the needle down, play me dylan, enjoy the sounds
i miss being your little boy, growing up, what for?
and so i sit here, in a room thats not my own
hope to see you soon
i'll write 10,000 more songs for 10,000 ears glued to the wall
but when does it end, when do i stop laughing, and finally begin
i think i figured it out
who's right doesnt matter this time
my audience is one
and you're all mine
who's right just really doesnt matter this time
mister nobody even though he talks funny isnt alone tonight
so when you see me deep in sleep
dont think its alright
johnny on-timing has a fear of never rhyming his words just somehow flow
but when he stop he bites his tongue
and the crowd uproars uh-oh uh-oh
Birthday Boy
trickle down wax its the talk of the town
boy you're too old to be pinned down
talk to the talking crowd
talk to the ground
the words you say wont be mine
until they're lost and found
hats and balloons but a room full of blues
may all of your wishes come true
talk to the talking crowd
talk to the ground
the words you say wont be mine
until they're lost and found
so sing sing sing with me
"happy birthday to everyone else but me"
blow out the candles
like you're running the show
cause we all know the punchline
they're terrible jokes
talk to the talking crowd
talk to the ground
the words you say wont be mine
until they're lost and found
a birthday for me
i owe alot lately
i've been dishonost and freaked upon
a calender that i just dont exist on
so sing sing sing with me
"happy birthday to everyone else but me"
Me & You Versus Monsters
the night dimmed on
as if noone could turn off the moon
two blessings to the world
covered in red long johns
their tent was built of quilt
oh and they say you cant build a roof
strong enough to cover the whole world...
so they built it just for two
static buzzed
but the room was fairly comfortable
she knows he'll wake up soon
as she sleeps through the afternoon
safe and sound
i slay the monsters underneath
safe and sound
i'll watch you darlin' as you sleep
evertying will be
safe and sound with me
evertying will be
safe and sound......
with me
Home
i try to walk away
try to see myself there
will it ever feel the same
tell all my friends im leaving
but it'll always be home
i miss the animal hospital
being down on the floor always felt so good
there was always so much room to improve
i guess four wheels werent much
but its all that i really knew
home is a place
that welcomes you
and if you cant feel that
then you've got some more travellin' to do
i collect things in a drawer
random keys, scraps of maps, its all nothing
we dug a hole in the floor
where we decided to put it all away
but i'll be back someday
home is a place
that welcomes you
if you cant feel that
then you've got some more travellin' to do
boy, we know you've got thick skin
but you better put your shoes back on
so you dont catch sick
just like your mother told you
just like my mother told me
she said
home is your place
and it should welcome you
if you cant feel that
then you've got some more travellin' to do
Upside Down
This is me laying upside down
underneath the sheets by your feet.
Sorry, but I just cant sleep
and I can tell you wanna say something
Breathe in
Where should I begin
Sorry just doesnt cut it
But I guess it's all that you can.
Baby, I want to understand
I dont wanna be a common mistake
and I dont wanna leave no bad taste
But if it comes down,
well I'd bow out.
But, its just not like me
So baby please know
That everything must go
This is my life
I'm just trying to get by
Its in your hands
I'll be a boy who hates your guts, but understand
I'm so tiredly thin
Tired of giving
I'm
tired of this
Ghost Against The Wall
hang up the picture on the wall
its a good picture after all
do you see yourself anymore?
where is my rocking chair?
when i lean back will you be there?
do you see yourself anymore?
do you see anything at all?
nowadays you're just a ghost against the wall
how you imagine me is merely a dream
like seeing faces in your ceiling
do you see yourself anymore?
do you see anything at all?
nowadays you're just a ghost against the wall
love love love love
everyone's in love
everyone's in love
love love love love
i barely have a friend
scary how thats enough
scary but its enough
i dream of a cast away
drifting ashore on a wave
only to discover
my shipwrecked heart
bottled up to fall apart
semiautodramatic
this year's been long
im sure alot like yours
a resolution was lost
and leaves left unturned
so if you belong
where is your place
will it be out there
in this day and age
semi-auto-dramatic
dreaming frame by frame
the colors are suddenly behind me
the sounds are making me hungry
my skin tastes like marmalade
frame by frame
dont wanna escape... no please let me stay
its a terrible clear cut static
as the ball drops
i'll pick apart the scene
never been more impressed
with what im beleiving
you wish upon a star
but some say its too far
semi-auto-dramatic
dreaming frame by frame
mmmmmmmardmalade
its so sweet you just gotta beleive
its a simple as this
to remove or replace
an arm or a leg
a voice or a face
have you ever played crafts
with time and the facts
if you step back
you'll see its just that
semi-auto-dramatic
dreaming frame by frame
the colors are suddenly behind me
the sounds are making me hungry
my skin tastes like marmalade
frame by frame
dont wanna escape... no please let me stay
its a terrible clear cut static
interupting your brain
Coming Back Up
i'll float right down
to the bottomless pit
laught it all off
merciless
wearing my crown
I scrape my knees
i'm so used to this
close my eyes
imagine it
bit by bit
color in some love
I like it here
dont plan on coming back up
. . . .
the boy dreamt he could fly
so he untangled his kite and held it up high
the birds flew by, snatching up his dreams
as they navigate the sky
when they decided it was time
they dropped them
deep into the sea
so all of his wishes
floated down in a bubble
to be gulped up by fishes
swimmin in a school of mathematics
they travelled the waters
evaluating his troubled mind
it upset their stomachs
as one was hooked by a line
his thoughts hardly resisted
they simply floated right up
into a net that had just passed by
a fisherman joyous in victory
carried out the plan
the boys dream now raced the ocean
but a storm would soon roll through
with nowhere to hide
the wind blew his luck right to the moon
wishes and prayers
planets and stars
gaze up in the sky
your dreams might not be far
Are We All Really Here?
its a jigsaw land
of four inch crayons
who act as a plan
to recreate man
clouds paint the sky
but you erase them
the grass plays songs
in the springtime wind
cant be no circle
if its unconnected
we're all just shapes
with different voices
gonna get stuck if you try and be square
gonna fit right in absolutely nowhere
this wont look so weird
if your turn around dear
move a couple human pieces
from here to there
you feel a little better
but you love a little less
things seem perfect
but they're really a mess
its a kaleidoscope race
that no one ever wins
when you come back down
it'll be finished
jagged little lines that dont leave no trace
you cant solve the puzzle
if you're stuck in a maze
so you try and get out
but you've convinced yourself now
whats real is real and whats now is now
so where you gonna go
who's invited
to the party going on
up inside your head
so here we are now
with your new friends
but a little copper penny
killed every concept
your thoughts are trailin words
paper dollars losin' sense
you start to question if it was all pretend
my brain has lost its patience and its eating me
apparantly i taste like a cup of green tea
i fear my death so i try and escape
reach out and grab my glue stick and a bucket of paste
dabble on this a splatter on that
this what happens when failure attacks