Thursday, May 28, 2009


i'm singing in my sleep
through hours no one keeps
i like the songs i play
but i'd rather be happy

will you help me be?
will you sing along?
will you make me me?
or will i play alone?

help me to be free
maybe find a way
to crush these silly dreams
and throw this guitar away

it makes me cry
like a fool
it never gives me peace
and we can can hope
we should hope
we all could hope, i think

it makes me cry
like a fool
it never gives me peace
and we can hope
we all should hope
we all will hope , i think

Wednesday, May 27, 2009


all the tracks that you left
after morning had set
have become dirty wounds that won't heal
and the choices that i have to make
are the ones that are real

seems that bodies are cast
from the first to the last
in remembrance of forgotten things
caught behind all the thoughts in our eyes
are the songs we can't sing

sunken low,  i'm high

never more shall we part
now the end is the start
of existence where every thing's new
but i'd trade it all in for a chance
at living with you

sunken low, i'm high

foreign language is spent
i've got sins to repent
i remember i felt happy once
but my body and mind have burnt out
i just want it to stop

Monday, April 14, 2008

Hell To Pay

hide behind what you want
the truth is not yours to flaunt
lie as much as you wish
there's nothing,forever is myth

look around, defenseless
returning now is pointless
and there'll be hell to pay

we will destroy each other

Friday, September 21, 2007


4 am comes in again
The places start to close
Tonight it’s warm and I’m outside
I think I’m walking home
I wave the cabs away from me
Without a single word
Suddenly I’m by the beach
I’ll never go back home

For reasons that aren’t known to me
I’m followed by the dust
Another night of solitude
Will end my fragile soul
I talk and nothing talks to me
Not air, not dreams not hope
Police and garbage men delete
The night before the dawn

I cannot bear another night on my own
I cannot sleep on this bed that’s made of stone
I know it’s gone on for far too long and I’m not well
But I am sick and I’m fed up sinking lower into hell

I promise that I’ll try but I don’t know if I can make it here
I want to smile but maybe it’s too late for one like me.


in our corner
into this blue world
safe and frozen,
trying to hold on

we push ourselves and never mind
feeling so unique
we brace ourselves for the decline
the hill is very steep

in the blue days
pretending it’s a crime
float in inner space
destroying our minds

we kill ourselves, do it twice
kissing bloody cheeks
we offer our empty minds
failing to believe

in the arms of a stranger
intoxicating danger

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

For a song not yet written

it's not that you lied
but i hated your truth
it's not that you tried
but you looked so damn cool
and i still recognize the face that i touched
underneath all that doom

it's not that it seemed
but it was nonetheless
it never was cursed
and it never was blessed
remember i pushed what i could
because i only wanted this

and now that it's torn
all i can do is preface the split and weep
over the ashes of what never was

level and steady wins it
but i always seem to lose

Friday, May 25, 2007


time for me to go
whisper my name...yes, i know.
sometimes the end will bring us hope
of something better that we can grab hold

wrap me in blankets and gently croon
in the park where we danced, where the trees never bloom
under concrete estates where the children are slaves
and they never will feel their hearts break

take my hand it does not shake
for the first time i know i'm not afraid
and remember
all of these words are just words:

now lonely's just a word
now sad is just a word
now pain is just a word
now hurt is just a word