Man on the Moon

you know the man on the moon?
yea, he's lonely there I suppose,
watching the world pass by below.
i guess he might be,
always passing.
orbiting.

but he's so free up there.
circling round without a care.
though i guess it must get old.
only space and distant stars.
lifeless planets.
Jupiter and Mars.

you think he's happy?
at least earth's a nice view.
very true.
but as we destroy it...
that ends too.

do you think he dreams..
do you think he hopes..
the man on the moon?
i suppose we'll never know.

light house

if i had a reason
please give me a cause.
i see the ship in the ocean
but the light beacon
isn't on.

heard the siren call,
but the frequency
just wasn't strong.

the rocks are vicious
at the shoreline edge.
i'll be here waiting..
but the damge
is already done.

give me a sign,
even just a little
light.
something to give
me hope that
it will be alright.

because my voice
is too quite.
my arms too week.
i'm screaming out
but they won't hear me.

i see the ship in the ocean
it's coming near.
i'm trying to save it...
but i'll fail.
it's clear.

had enough

what can i do
everything i touch
turns into stone
i'm a masacist
but the fault's my own
i can go back
but never go home.

and you.
sitting silently there
you think it's ok
flipping your long hair
i have no feelings
pretend i don't care
i leave
come back
but my paitance
has little room to spare.

not your fault.
you had a bad day.
i can take it
throw it my way
doesn't matter
nothing left to say
watch it splatter
break
all over my face.

i'll fix it.
bare the pieces
you go in clean
just hit the reset.
i'm used to it,
it's fine
really.
it's all mine
the bad
the good
the whole thing
i'll put it back
in it's right place.

no?
no, that's not enough?
no.. here's some more stuff.
i asked for it
right?
god these hands are cold.
yet i fight,
as if there somehting left
that i can still hold.

done.
i'm finnished...
your taking all my air.
i want to smile, breath
but there's nothing left there
take it all.
i don't even need it anymore.
watch me fall.
then walk away,
just please be sure
to shut the door.

is it ok?
well always.
of course.
now go away.

any chance...

any chance you heard the siren?
it was loud..
but it was clear..
coming from somewhere in the distance.
still a thrill that you
might hear.

i waited quietly
behind you.
not a wisper..
not a breath..
when i made it up beside you..
i think you had
nothing left.

there's a tune.
i heard i heard it playing...
echoes softly
in my mind..
so distant words.
someone saying..
you'd be leaving me
behind.

i tried to battle
with the silence.
make clear the noises
in my head.
but in the moring
when i wake up..
i'll wish again
i dreamed
instead.

i hope the songs up there
are clearer.
i hope their tunes
might
make you dance.
i hope you perch
upon the instrument..
that in death
gives life
a chance.

tell me please that
you hear beauty..
tell me please that
it's all kind.
tell me out there
in the moon light
there's a twinkle
in your eyes.

any chance you heard the siren?
any chance you saw the signs?
any chance that they're all stars now...
any chance your hopes are fine...

i guess we'll see

think i can take it?
hands shaking.
braking glass.

think that it's worth it?
holding on.
no looking back.

think we can get out?
full force.
pushing forward.

think that it's better out
than in.
you told me once,
but i don't know
if i can still win.
hands cold
body wearing thin.
shiver now.
but it's from deep withing.

think that it's over?
think that it ever will be?
think we can make it?

do you want to go back
to where it all begins?
if i told you no,
would you let me win.
does it have a prize?
this life.
on the inside.
trying hard
not to give up,
and die for what?

think that we'll keep fighting?
think that it's fair?
do you think it's still beautiful?
somewhere out there?
do you think that we're living?
is this breath really
just air?
what's left in forgiving?
are we praying to something
that is even there?

think that we'll make it?
think that it's better later on...
what are we living for?
the lyrics..
or the tune..
to some lost song.

think that we'll find it?
think it ever will make sense?
i'm throwing out these questions..
but soon there is nothing left.

think i can take it?
i dunno, i'm more concerened
about you.
think we can make it?
who knows.
does it matter if we do.
think that it's worth it?
hold my hand..
it has to be.
think we deserve it.
just keep fighting.

i guess we'll see. 

can i keep you?

can i keep you?
would that be alright?

hold you close and
hold you tight.
have you next to me
every night.

can we run away?
never look back?

just two lost hearts and
some light packs.
i'll hold your hand
as we walk down the track.

can we sail off?
out to sea on a bright day?

I'll man the sails
and you steer the way.
we'll watch the sun set
over the bay.

will you at least stay in my dreams?
or let me wake from this nightmare?

be my ghost.
i don't even care.
dry my tears
and brush your fingers through my hair.

will you set my heart free?
know it's the place that you'll always be?

sit inside it comfortably
listen carefully to the beat.
and share my secrets
no one else can see.

if i went back...
would you change your mind?

could i give you any reason
to stay alive.
say i'll always
run at your side.

can i keep you?
would that be alright?

i'll just pretend your with me.
just for tonight.
i'll just pretend your with me.
just every night.

girl in the glass

sometimes, when walking past the glass.
i catch a glimpse..
a glimpse of a thin girl
with olive skin
wavy dirty blonde hair
braided

and something strikes me..
something so familiar about her
her narrow face
her long nose
her thin lips

those blue eyes,
so strange.
like i could see her entire soul..
all her thoughts
and dreams
and fears

when i smile.
she smiles..
and i know somewho,
if i cried,
she'd cry too..

i look at her,
in her tie die t-shirt
purple zip up
and baggy jeans

and while the familiarity
is unerving.
something is different
very difernent

different from the girl
i see everyday.
the girl who
braided that
wavy dirty blond hair

the girl who threw on
those colorful clothes
something new
something else

i miss the spots on her chin
look over the wisps of her hair
don't notice the hips
i usually find too big

it's her
it's me
and i smile

she smiles
and in her eyes,
she knows

we're going to be alright

letting go of anger

Keep your hands where i can see them.
i'm at the edge again,
peak over slowly...
but don't you dare go away.

i always think about the falling.
is the bottom landing worse?
i guess i should have asked you...
lying far beyond my hurt.

it was in hopes that wings
might catch me,
one's that must have failed you.
i pretend instead your flying.
in my dreams this still comes true.

take my fingers off the trigger,
i won't pull it,
i'm just sad.
didn't realize all this fire,
could ever burn so bad.

then i close my eyes and wonder.
how it must have been
in your head.
give me something to hold on too.
let your fingers nit through mine.

i know they are just vapor.
but i hold them close inside.
close my eyes your in my mind.

give you back the knives i'm holding...
slowly anger's gone.
i sit and stare ahead.
instead.
letting my heart catch your fall.

you didn't deserve this at all.
you didn't deserve this at all.
you didn't deserve this at all.