you look of salt and sin
not knowing what state (or town) you're in
with your heart tied to your tongue
seeking battles they say impossible to be won
carrying a rose in the empty space where most carry a gun
carrying a rose in the empty space where most carry a gun

-[tbc maybe]-

i'm sitting back looking at the past listening to rap
music they say it's 'that crack music' but I know better because
we are forever reading off the lines on the lines that rockstars sniff snort sing
but we just puff like dragons
throw back a few and
nothing compares to the high that i get off of you and it's smooth because you get off on me too i'd say that's love, wouldn’t you? it’s true
but I digress as I undress my state of mind within the continent of time i am a criminal in the making
it’s only 7:14 and the night’s mine for the taking but
i feel rest-less i can’t live this like i used too
this life’s become untrue – too much space with too little room to
be
i’m craving cramped spaces having too little having to make it all out of will of the mind
it’s a sign of the times that just doesn’t do
it for me anymore

I’m “home.”

once i had a candy-coated dream
where the demons died in your arms
and the angels sucked the dagger clean
we danced where the tide met the city
but it was in a puddle that I lost my balance
and crossed to the other side of reality
patience, pretty
i am not your toy
or puppet
you can't play with me and leave
but i could fly away
just as easily
oh so easily
you should
fear
me

this is my home
where my heart was torn out
where I had my first kiss
and the first prickling of doubt
took hold

let it unfold
and surround
under a violet sky

and each passing stop light
reminds me
of everything
I thought I could not be
but won't you look at me now?
my hands on the wheel
with a song on my lips
in harmony
with the stereo
and the dream reeling
ahead of me
bounding
nimble in the headlights

let it unfold
and surround
under an indigo sky

my heart is breaking
with the lines on the road
each one
a mark of a thought
touched upon
and let go
free to escape
into the jungle of the night
but this time
the chains
are on me and mine
tied to tomorrow
and I resign
to look ahead

let it unfold
and surround
under a dark sky

just know

that I'll miss this


this moment now

let it unfold

You know that feeling that you get when you've had the shittiest couple of days and you hear that song that just lifts you up a little?
Or...or when you hear a song for the first time and it fits how you feel exactly? It's like finding the print of your heart in someone else's words. and it makes you feel less lonely.

Yeah...that's the reason I want to be a musician. And everytime I feel that power that a song can have over me, even though I know I suck and never will reach that level, I am even more sure that it's what I want to dedicate my life to. To create a haven for at least one person in one moment - to make even a minute of someone's life sweeter...that would be something to me.

If it makes you less sad I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you are, I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad we'll start talking again. You can tell me how vile I already know that I am.

I'll grow old and start acting my age. I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold, a heart thats harder than stone but it hurts a whole lot and its missed when its gone.

Call me a safe bet, I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that you can forgive, I'm only hoping as time goes on you can forget.
- Brand New