Any Day - Dear Heart, I am growing quite fond of your perfect and murderous smile. So bright it haunts me, your eyes hypnotize me when you say goodbye. Here I am on the top of the world, but I'm falling so quickly to welcoming earth. That's me on the street with the concrete under my chin. Everything's eventual… so they say. Summer's never been so cold, yet it can't be much worse than seeing me in this pitiful fall. Maybe I'll take a step back from my ledge to get a running start. In seconds I'll embrace my shadow with open arms. Mocking the autumn leaves; they fall to their deaths, but I am unfazed. So tell me truthfully what did I do to deserve myself? Everything is out of line. It's almost the end. Who knew that the air was so thin? And I will fall through the cracks of an imperfect world, and never come back.

A Welcome Disaster - Love is fleeting, feeding jackals their trite, and no one knows it but you. My feeble mind simply can't comprehend the way it plays us all in. Everyone handing down life lessons, warning me of the complications ahead. Maybe I should have listened to them. Oh well. I'm convinced I was right - a welcome disaster. This whole city panics. We're on the verge of absolute destruction. I'd be more worried if it wasn't for you, because you've got a deal with Death. Now they say that we're all going under, drowning hope. It's a shame. Wish I cared but I'm sinking already into your soul - a welcome disaster. Please do worry about me - I think I know how to swim. It's just that around you, I lose my patience to breathe. I think this ship is sinking. I'd say it's best we start a fire and watch it burn, go down in flames. This whole city's ruined, and I'm to blame. And I did nothing to change. I could lie and say that I had no chance, but I saw this one coming. Hey, but what can I say? We only learn from mistakes, and girl this one was huge. If I could I'd flood this whole damn planet, I swear, just for one more chance… or a thousand - a welcome disaster.

Pente - Open hearts spill out blood. They're dangerous worn on our sleeves. Your hand won't ease its grip on me. Alone now, we're playing games. You hold the dice on every turn. Read between the lines I've crossed. Forgive me, I won't follow the rules. They've only gotten me this far. I'm lost now, and I'm losing fast. I'm yours now, and I'll make it last. You look at me with eyes that beg. Please help me follow through, I'm new at this, I barely know you. But I can't keep myself from wanting you in my arms. I could look at you until my heart breaks. Love's a game that I won't play. I'm sorry.

Dreamcatcher - Dreamcatcher will you stay with me tonight? This nightmare is too vivid to be my imagination. I'd sell my soul it's real - at least enough to make my heart ache. Leave me be, the voices in my head are growing old. I wake up every day to see the place you laid your head. I can hear you laughing in your sleep. Are you mocking me? I'll wake before the dawn breaks, but I'll break before the sun wakes. Dream, catch her, will you? Bring her back to me piece by piece. The puzzle we've become fits some way, I know it does, and I'll spend my whole life smashing pieces on my kitchen floor. Open your eyes, you can't sleep forever. You're lost in your mind. I'll never wake up never wake up never wake up never wake up.

Existence Is Futile - Paint me a picture of your perfect life I'll deface it, take his portrait, replace it with one of my own. The one that you know me by - but don't end it just yet. Existence is futile, but please don't remind me. I'm oblivious. It's an optimist's weakness. Now I've got some downtime, and i"m slowly sinking down down down down. The clouds cry with me, and in spite they mock me. The clouds float with me higher and higher. I've never noticed the seeds on the sidewalk, and their helpless cries. They never had a chance to grow, and now they wait patiently for the seasons to bring them their death. But don't we all? We'll all die alone, but we'll do it together. The crowds cry with me, and in fear they mock me. The crowds die with me over and over. I still remember the taste of your lips. Do you remember mine? And I know it's too much to ask for me to leave you aside. Eyes I can't hide, begging for yours. They're lonely like me. Simply by living we're all killing ourselves we're all killing ourselves.

Circles Are Pointless - I'll see you in the aftermath. I'll see you in the crumbled ruins. With the light shining on our faces the only thing we have left in us. Hold my hand. Feel the cold blood running through me. Our enemies come only to save us and put us out of our misery. My purpose falling from me like ashes from a burning building, raining down on this wretched city. Smothering everyone, everything will end. You will cry on my cold shoulder, and your tears form icicles down my back. Now our past held against us, but our peace it will find us. With no other. No other, shedding dust as we turn the next corner, and all we will say------------------

Happiness Is (The Void) - I only want you to be happy I only want you

Sea Change - As we fly across the ocean on a paper airplane miles high, I smell the salt dancing off your skin. Tempest wind is throwing us closer to the sun. It reaches out its burning hands and pulls us from blue sky. It cradles us as infant stars, and turns your hair into a flame that singes all our hope. Across a sea of change I fly. I'll scatter you, love, take me with you. The fire burning brighter as the sun holds us close. I feel it spread behind my eyes and see it strike your lashes. Diving to the ocean turning slowly to ash, your body falls to crashing waves and gyres into black. It chokes my helpless screams as I fall after the smoke, a bastard raincloud. Across a sea of change I fly. I'll scatter you, love, take me with you. A fire burns after you die. It's all I feel, and all the pain I know. God is fate, God is hopelessness. God is always changing, while we stay the same. Now I'm trapped in an hourglass. The sand raining down suffocates me, and I'm under before it runs out. My God is time.

Cave - We sit down in our broken chairs with an air thick with anticipation, and we talk as if we can breathe just fine. Blue moon? Merely an excuse for my arm draped around you. You're the only one that I will ever cave for. I stand alone with the kitchen light off at home, taking hits from a bottle of discount wine bought with someone else's money. I cringe at the bitter taste, but anything to stop my shaking hands, because you're the one I cave for. Alcohol flows cold through my veins to my head, and I forget.

The Difference Between Confession And Profession - If I could not breathe the delicate air as it flows across your lips; if I never knew that ambrosial scent, could I ever breathe at all? Behind my smile, I know as I hold your hand I hold the flame to the wick. This isn't a sin, this is deliverance, as we stand in the shadow of our only anathema. We defy what sustains us, our senex betrays us and our marriage of Heaven and Hell. So I'll try not to love you this time. If I could not see your luminous smile, the fractured glint blinding my thought; if I never met that celestial stare, could I ever see at all? It seems our only chance at forever could be the end of time. This isn't a sin, this is free will, as we burn the leaves of the awakening bloom. Life may have started with Adam and Eve, but God knows it will end with us. So I'll try not to love you this time. I blame God, the reason for what I've become. There's something wrong with me - it's you. If I never felt your velvet skin as I held my hand to your cheek; if I was not made to be with you, could I ever love at all? This isn't a sin, this is escape, as we are cast away from the innocence of paradise. This fate that begins with original sin will forever damn the forsaken. This isn't a sin (this isn't a fall), it's the world in our palm (the illuminate cure), embracing the darkness, the eternally cascading unknown. (we're free) The spark that is lit when I kiss your lips will forever scorch the earth. So I'll try I'll try I don't care if I try not to love you this time.

Hello Forever - Cold air dying on my face, it's turning her nose red. I wrap my fingers around hers as she hangs her head. Satin pearls in her eyes absorb the moonlight. Their solace melts my frozen breath away. She says You don't know happiness until you know despair, remembering your foolishness when you thought life was fair. It's a beautiful new world, but you still can't breathe the air. As I lace my fingers through the strands of her hair, running them softly, I trace the cracks of her skull. The glue seems to weaken and everything holding her together is failing. Our irises are clouded. I let her breath dance with mine. Flakes of faith melt on her lips, and bleed down my spine. Tears of ice falling down shatter on the ground. The piercing sound cuts right through my veins. I say You don't know despair until you've seen her sorry eyes, and her hair against your cheek makes you believe all of her lies, and hearing her abuse herself makes you want to die. As I gaze for miles through her April-green eyes, losing faith in everything I know, in the life of a heartbeat she takes a piece of me that I will never get back. You don't know her until you've held her in your palm and you're so hopelessly serene you think there must be something wrong, when she's every thought inside your head, and every word in every song. As I hold my breath hoping she'll let hers go, mourning the death of a life we'll never know, you're no more than a stranger because if you don't know her, you sure as Hell don't know me you don't know me if you don't know her you don't know me but I don't know her anymore.

The Death Of Eros - Eros left an arrow in my heart and never pulled it out. He's given up on ever being right. You haven't found regret in taking aim at somebody else, but turning on yourself is suicide. Psyche sleeps next to me but I'm the one who's dreaming of a life that we would never wake from. I feel her steady sighs and know that we're as close as we will ever be. Eros plants his heel on my chest and rips the arrow out, my orphan heart still pulsing on the flint, jarring me from eternal peaceful sleep, sand drowns my eyes. Psyche stirs and turns her back to me. I've created a world where true love is dead. Sitting up alone in my empty room, I rub my eyes, turn on the light, and pray to God I wake up.

This Wine Will Stain, Sibyl Vane - Tonight she's Juliet. I read her name on the playbill that I use to hide my face in the front row of her last show in this forsaken theatre. The other night she was Rosalind, and in my dreams I was Orlando, her lover, her innocence discovered in her soft cries. We had no lines. Let our bodies do the talking. How the whole crowd loved her, loving me. But tonight they'll turn their backs as she truly loves for the first time. Give me your hands of ivory, and I'll play your fingers like piano keys, and we'll hear a melody so soft and sweet. Give me your ears, and I'll sing a tune of hollow suns, and a thousand moons circling a dying star. The lights are fading out. The curtains rise we're in Verona. The silence quickly ends, and I stir as I await her enchanting voice to break it. Her Romeo has seen better days and, though he's plain, she'll look right through him, and woo him with her undying love as she wooed us. An angel must be moving her every breath. The lights glowing from her eyes are entrancing. She's bathing in radiant white in a dark, abysmal Hades. Give me your hands of ivory, and I'll play your fingers like piano keys, and we'll hear a melody so soft and sweet. Give me your ears, and I'll sing a tune of hollow suns, and a thousand moons circling a dying star. I've seen her die at least a dozen times. She never looked as beautiful as her tragedy. My Ophelia drowned in the River of Lethe. Tonight she's Juliet. She drinks her death with no one watching, and I won't be there. I can't be there to give her my lips, a poison kiss. The fourth wall breaks, and there's nothing left. The silence returns and it will always be too soon. I've spilled my glass of cheap red wine. The curtains fall one last time, eclipsing her my dead star my dead star my dead star my dead star.

You, The Unraveling - Lying in bed next to your naked body, I found a thread on the back of your neck. Kissing your shoulders, it's caught in my teeth, so you begin to unravel. The longer I kiss you, the more you unwind, My lips leave a trail of discarded skin. All that remains when I stop loving you is a loose-knit excuse for a friend. Your guts spilling out throughout the strands of your flesh smother and swallow my own, lightly embracing the cords of my neck, forever our lives interwoven.