saying sorry.

i feel like i'm upside-down.
lost in a world that i
never meant to find.
it's not that i don't want
to be here,
but everything
i touch is turning
cold.

it's just the not knowing
that's getting old.




it's almost like
i want you more when
you push me away.
so put your worries
in my pocket,
and we'll escape.
save your shining
for another day,
but never let yourself
forget my name.
i'll take this with me.

i've always wondered
what your name was.

obviously, life has
a twisted sense of humor,
but that's life.
and obviously,
there's a light that's
brighter than all the rest.
one.two.three.
i'm counting the seconds.

i'm not looking for anything
except another emergency.
because when you dedicate
your life to something,
you expect something.
something in return.
i've got a pistol on my hip,
and a mirror around my neck.
i've got another reason to trip,
and a front row to that wreck.
i've never been so lost
as when i wasn't going
anywhere at all.
i like to stand still,
and let the ground pass.
i've never seen those eyes before,
moving quite that fast.


this town seems colder now,
and i can go nowhere.
vitals, failing, so let
me tell you a story.

we couldn't sleep,
so we stayed awake.
and we ended up
watching the planes
take off.
and we gave each
one a name,
and we dedicated
them to eachother.

if i would have stayed
up with you all night,
then i'd know how
to save a life.

it's just a dream,
and play the piano
for me, just one more time.

we need to talk.
every single day.
we are not the same.

the wolf and the archer.

i want to start by saying
that this is not who i am.
i guess it's not that hard
to make the saint a sinner.
bravo, all the same.


i went walking with
a pack of wolves,
and i said words that
i didn't know i knew.
and the rain fell
from the strawberry skies,
and i just stood there.
looking at you.
from that very first time,
there was nothing i could do.
i could only say more,
and i'm never through.
i'm losing track of what are lies
and what is true.
letting go of something,
for something brand new.

so dance with me, now.
we've been dancing for days,
and i've yet to find a reason to stop.

you've got these wings,
but i'm not sure you want
to fly anymore.
i'm really not sure
what you're looking for.
you have to close the last
to open another door.
i can't step in front
of all the things
you swore,

but that hasn't stopped me yet.





i'm looking at this more as
an intermission.
a bit of innocent fun
between two people
with nothing better to do.
here's your confirmation,
i'm thinking about you.
rest assured, if that was your aim.
aim high, archer.
aim high.





the arrow is up in the air,
so where will it land?
we are not the same.

casi la flor.

and with no loving in my soul,
and no money
in my coat,
i continue to look.
where will i go?


oh, i do this all the time.

in the most unlikely
places, we find
the most wonderful
things.
things we marvel at
for hours and days,
only to find the flaws
in each passing moment,
until we begin to wonder
why we took this artifact
to begin with.
like a flower that turns
back time, until
it's just a bud.
we grow bored and weary,
and we lose faith in our find.

life moves on.


it's funny,
that thing you said.
about being your type,
and being "very good looking."
you really have no idea.
it's funny,
what you did that night,
when no one could see.
it's cute,
what you said that
night when you were drunk.
all those random things
you showed me.
it was scary,
wondering what he
would do to my car
or to my house.
you didn't even care.
i'm good at this game,
and i have a list of names
to prove it.
and, honestly,
what if i wanted
to add your name
to that list?

it's like you know,
but you have no idea.



you attacked my heart,
call it a heart attack.
we are not the same.

the snake, winner.

who was it that said,
"this is the end?"
can i just tell you,
with all the keys of music
that tonight,
tonight is when the world
begins again.
call this beginning,
if you feel you must.

i'm not the one that
you should fear,
but i'll tell you now
that he is here.





this thing meant
everything to me this
morning,
and now it's all i know.
the sun stopped shining,
and the moon followed suit.
so follow suit,
and follow me home.
i can feel you falling,
like the dead drifting
in the inbetween.
your heart beat sounds
like a song they
played at this function
or that one.
you're not alone,
but nobody loves you.

and i'm not the one that broke you,
but i know that one is near.

storybooks aren't just for the young
anymore, but the
young-at-heart.
fall madly asleep
and write me your story,
and tell me your soul.
speak in the tongues of
days gone by,
and  tell me that story again.
search for nothing,
and you'll find all the answers.

if you want to be found,
stand where the seeker seeks.
we are not the same.

hit hard.

do you think it would be possible
to sprout wings and fly away?

do you think that if i ran away
anyone would really miss me?

do you think i could learn to be
someone that i'm not?

do you think that i'll ever pull
myself together?

do you think that i'll find my place
in this world, one day?

do you think it's possible
to MAKE someone fall in
love with you?

do you believe in magic?

do you think it's bad luck
to try and count the stars?

do you think it's possible for me
to always push my luck,
and never fall over the ledge?

do you think juliet really
loved romeo?

do you think that something
pure
can actually last?

do you believe in love at first sight?

do you think i'm worth all the shit
i give you every day?

do you think you'd love me
if you knew the whole truth?

do you think that your
life had no impact on me?

do you think i've lost myself?

do you know why the sky is blue?

do you think our fates are
written in stone?

do you think a sinner
could become a saint?

do you think you'll
ever remember me,
or what happened that night?

who do you think i am?




go ahead,
i'll be your junkie.
we are not the same.

shit.

if you knew me at all,
you'd know i don't really
give a shit.




my whole life,
i've found some way
to, i don't know, live on the edge.
to dance with the lions.
like a pinwheel,
turning in the wind.
like the sparrow gliding
in the sky.
the song i sing
tells of a boy
who hates to deal
with anything.
it tells of a boy
who is always down
for nothing but a good time.
of a boy
who really doesn't
give a shit.

and somewhere,
there's someone looking for that boy.
someone who has enough
common sense and care
for the both of us.
because if you look at me
to lead you home,
i'll always
choose the wrong path.
and to be quite honest,
when we end up where
we weren't meant to be,
i won't lose any sleep.
i really won't lose any sleep.


of all the dolls i've met,
and they all left when i refused
to slow my pace.
i move like an animal,
and i'm always in a race.
you'll get tired of waiting
for me to slow down,
and i'll tell you up front.
i really don't give a shit,
and i won't forget to wave
when you turn around and walk away.
what's your name again?




so, if you're listening,
send me the one that
can deal with me.
the one that would love
to get lost somewhere with me.
the one that wouldn't dare
ask me to slow down, even a little.
the one that would refuse,
refuse to walk away.

pardon me for the vulgarity,
but quite frankly,
i really don't give a shit.
we are not the same.

so much more,

call me the

villain of the moon.

with eyes wide,

straight to the sun.

i never saw with these

eyes before,

and now i'm looking all

the time.

i see the spectrum,

all at once.

you ask me to see you.

stop asking,

and never ask again.

angie, angie,

when will those

clouds all disappear?

read between the lines,

because i'll never tell

you what i really want

to say.

whether i hate the way

you look at me,

whether everything

in the world has changed,

i'll just adapt,

and lie to you again.

she is gone.

whatever i'm searching

for was obviously not found

with you,

and i'm walking away

from you.

and i'm walking towards you,

walking fast,

and i'm looking.

it's that you'll never

enjoy this life,

living with the standards

of another man.

seize this day,

because this day

is all you've got.

we are not the same.