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1.After You My Friend
2.Gun in Your Hand
3.Leave the Light On
4.Change Despair
5.Train
6.Hurry Up and Wait
7.Everything Turns Grey
8.Love Story
9.Messengers
10.The Kids Are All Wrong
11.May 16
12.Owen Meaney
AFTER YOU MY FRIEND
here he is. he saves a grin he wants to be the one who doesn't have
to sink a level indiscreet in his retreat all he needs is just a taste
of the bitter pride he held in her name embrace the solitude in ordinary
fucked up state of grace far away from the days he bared the cross she
used to wear in some resolve well aware a little pitiful, a pin up boy
they dress in grieving wear well at ease in consent in the drift of undertow
we won't justify the pity from them when he knows... fools in love are
arrogant their sermons cloud his breathing air he's in love with an isolation
from emotion here he is awaiting sentence a fool to think that anyone can
escape guilt and anguish a subtlety that can't be learned a subtlety that
can't be taught he is caught in the lure of second thoughts he might still
care as he settles down well aware bound in secrecy. his voice will only
dignify their fears but sorrow is signified he's well aware of his pride
GUN IN YOUR HAND
you jump in front of the bullet the family put you to it you might
survive the first thousand shots back to the end of the line you hold the
will to survive them answer to those you have failed time to clean your
room and show you are able to stop beating yourself down you've arrived
a wealth of respect, a world or a regard you've always belonged you have
to go on i just want you to feel the gun in your hand you used to hold
aspiration you couldn't see the limitations even in your youth you were
unsurpassed but driven by grief and it couldn't last sometimes promise.
sometimes goodbye confessed to all through bloodshot eyes i just want you
to feel the gun in your hand it only breaks you until you get off i'm not
gonna watch you kill yourself to live it's all so average until you get
off i'm no gonna wait here until the body's cold i just want you to feel
the gun in your hand
LEAVE THE LIGHT ON
so please leave the light on after you've gone leave the pictures in
their ageing frames up where they belong leave the bed sheets unclean and
they will reek of you still cover me in resolve so please leave the imagery
i can twist it dissociation and obsession superstition and pain i can carry
them on too and bury you once again if i could bring this memory to life
i'd apologise i live to hear you say what they can't i would make amends
they'd all love to have you back but... i'd give anything to bring you
back to say goodbye
CHANGE DESPAIR
everything that i've done here into one in keeping with... some earned
conviction, some stagnation, some change despair done, i know this is wrong
safe in that stance but incomplete leave it behind, i know that this time
i get in for free our latest rendition lame reincarnate, return the same
still the best times are here now. now that i'm bored, now that i'm numb
disappointment and odds in a costume you can't take off i leave it behind
i know that this time i get out for free some of it's habitual sometimes
the change is not enough and in the lost empathy memories of better days
TRAIN
my inspiration note the sympathy they've taken everything you own and
they left you there alone me setting sun, self appointed i am a fraud you
are the martyr it's decided and i owe you several worlds i can tell you...
rat in the sewer. scraps they left behind once their visionary, and they
all have robbed you blind your broken records playing for none fabricate
song amputated creative tongue you sing on and on and on I can tell you
why i'm bringing you down calling you out. taking your shield it's easier
now years have been kind distance between has giving hind sight i jumped
a train your tragedy so easy to read is bitter envy they're reaping all
the lowly benefits you missed the train they stole and you've never...
i'm burning you down calling you out. taking your shield it's easier now
years have been kind distance between given hind site i'm on a train
HURRY UP AND WAIT
it's..... time to get up and stress out we're driving to another town
we're never gonna make soundcheck so i can't even take a shit no showers,
shaving or coffee i can't fuckin' brush my teeth "c'mon we're already late
man, let's go" hurry up and wait wait hurry up and wait
EVERYTHING TURNS GREY
things don't seem to be as easy as they used to be it's getting harder
everyday to think of better things to say about what's going on around
you and what's happening inside you when it's time to change you won't
know how it won't matter years from now no matter what you think or do
or say everything turns grey this is it, the darkest hour isn't it depressing
how our minds create an atmosphere that won't happen here unless we make
some new demands to grasp the future in our hands you know i wish i could
but it's too late for senseless minds that love to hate no matter what
they think or do or say everything turns grey
LOVE STORY
maybe it's not funny but it's true no one here's surprised but you
embellish it, the truth is you're a slave addicted to it's escalating and
your love story's bad drama makes you livid and the nervous always laugh
i'm fresh out of advice and sick of standing in this harms way interstate
in debate an impasse driving out the hope and gas arriving at the same
mute conclusion this destination failure this is going, going nowhere slow
drama is exhausting and i'd rather be alone i want better friends i'm sick
of giving in to harms way and so are they sick of being around some- thing
that's destined to fail and the sum of its parts can not see they make
me hate life, hate friends, hate being there i know that it's not funny
but it's true no one gives a shit but you maybe i'll just swallow all these
thoughts maybe someday you'll stop
MESSENGERS
late, i can stay up late in and out of bed cleaning up the mess trying
to be honest cause i know i am on it in this, the last time i speak of
it the loyalties that have been broken mine isn't dead no one is true nothing
is sacred when everyone's talkin and nobody's listenin when we confide
in all those friends they're just messengers one thing is true you've thrown
the matters into blue skies turning to grey, falling out everyday one thing
that's free i confide in you with the truth late i can stay up late in
and out of bed cleaning up the mess inside my head
THE KIDS ARE ALL WRONG
def, watching cars and focus on one 'till it's gone heroes die off
every day like father who would never stay the kids are all wrong (repeat)
they're full of their hopeless opinion the kids are all wrong the kids
are all wrong that's all i ever really learned
MAY 16
no more waiting on them as you rise inside new rooms it's official
you've gone you can live for no one else man the guilt must be huge as
there's no gain in failure you succeed at being mine yeah, old friend,
see you there i will be proud a picture in a moment of memories and there
aren't many left i am extradited uninvited it's just another saturday take
a step to freedom you and her loathing this cruel world take a breath of
shelter and exhale trust and allegiance liberate yourself from hell it's
just another saturday
OWEN MEANEY
uncertainty a foundation built on nothing i could see secure in your
immaculate perception the last resort i though i'd ever exercise now, all
that i have to stand on grieving from a different point of view i learn
it's meaning from you in life and death and continue ... but faith is just
a silent tribute mine is just desperate act give him back i owe him throw
me a line, i'll suspend my disbelief and concede following your lead faithfully
led into this concession with hope and doubt a seemingly futile gesture
my faith is just a silent tribute this is just a desperate act holding
on it's just this desperation that takes me home
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