fight club

Let's get into a fight tonight for no other reason than to make up and make love. Let's get into a fight to expand our vocabularies. Let's get into a fight just to see whose voice is louder. Let's get into a fight just to see who loves more… who loves less. Let's get into a fight so I can make you breakfast in bed, while you read the Sunday ads and bandage scraps on my back and nurse the new found bruises on your head. Let's get in a fight so I can say I love you and mean it. Let's get into a fight so I can say I hate you and mean it. Lets get into a fight so the next time we fight; we'll know what not to say. Lets get into a fight because love is not one sided and I fear if we don't things will never stay this way. Let's get into a fight so our kiss can taste like blood, not from the biting of our own tongues before that sweet kiss, but from the biting of each others tongues as we share that sweet kiss. Let's get into a fight so we never have to bite our own tongues again, no more swallowing blood, no more swallowing the words that are not said. Let's get into a fight so I can say I've seen all of you and so you can say the same for me, because you never know, we may not like the people we meet. Let's get into a fight so we can see if we kiss better mad, taste better sad. Let's get into a fight so I can give you a purple check, not the one you show in public, but the one you hide for only me to see. Let's get into a fight so I can tell you once and for all that I hate all of your favorite songs, and then show you how much you mean to me by letting you play them all night long. Let's get into a fight so I can have the inspiration to write one more story, one more poem, and one more song. So you can have your reason to go shopping without me, not answer any of my calls, and not come home till all of our money is gone. Let's get into a fight because the glass is half full, full of reasons to never let go, full of feelings we need to show. Let's get into a fight because tears mean you care… and just between me and me I find it sexy as fuck when you care. Let's get into a fight tonight and not stop until we are dead, make a murder/suicide packed that the only way we will leave this world will be by loving each other to death. Let's get into a fight for no other reason then to remind ourselves the other is still there. Let's get into a fight because we're all animals and I'm sick of hiding my claws and pretending I'm not scared that one day I'll die and you won't be around to care. Let's get into a fight because nothing lasts forever and I don't want to leave another word unsaid. Let's get into a fight because we're not built for silence and should be making noise instead.

eye2eye

A curious mouse once had a notion to dine on blood, leave the cheese for grilled sandwiches and the crumbs for the birds. Unfortunately, she found herself stumped at where to begin. What type of prey may she catch with no delay? For, although this idea was the first of its kind, it seems she craved it all along, but had never been any wiser of it than at this very moment. As she pondered her time she slipped her way into the shadows pacing with no track of the pace she paced. So unaware of where she lie she stepped into a web of some kind and the plan for prey was now clearer than day. She would feed on the spider, an easy enough prey, small enough to not put up a fight, but big enough to satisfy her cravings in every way. So she waited in the dark, anticipating the return of her meal on eight legs, when along came the fly, to busy to notice the death web that was laid. No sooner did the fly become one with the web, than the spider peaked out his curious head to see what lay on his plate today. Unaware he was the second course, and his meal was another's bait, he pursued with no delay to take down his prey. But as he took his last bite the mood seemed to change. A shadow was cast and a warm breeze now seemed to ride up his hind, and the mouse, now close enough to smell the blood of her bait, attacked with no hesitation. But the spider saw the shadow, felt the breath, and quickly countered the attack, biting the mouse with two pierced fangs, leaving two blood red dots were once was skin, and the smell of venom now lingered in the air. Not counting on this the mouse jumped back in pain, realizing the poison would surly kill she dammed herself and the spider for her careless ways. But in one last attempt to have her life ending craving, she dove and bit off all eight of the spider's legs. Now lifeless, drowning in poison and pain, they laid eye to eye able to see into and past the sight of one another, able to see the others life, love and dreams. And they realized they are one in the same, they have both just met and killed the only creature on their earth that could have truly loved them. Maybe not a perfect match, one being a mouse and the other a spider, but still, none the less a perfect match of the heart, mind and soul. So now they stared eye to eye, able to give no more than a paralyzed, glazed over thought. They both now truly know that out of life, they only got one wish they truly wanted. To die with the one, whose soul they once kissed, eye to eye.

monster maker

I built that face with my own two hands

So if you’re gonna start making faces you better think again

Sharpened the knife, carved down the bone

You can dance all you want but you have no soul

I put tension to the skies above

Caught electricity for the blood to pump

So remember next time you take a breath

It was me that put the lungs into your chest

Yeah I’m the monster maker, you’re just the monster

If I’m the artist in this, you’re just the paint

Yeah I’m the monster maker, you’re just the monster

So get down on your knees, and live for me

You think you’re free but you can’t escape

I put the spark into your eyes now it’s mine to take

You’re just a freak of humanity

I was wrong to play God now all must pay

Do not run, do not turn away

You don’t belong in this world it’s plain to see

Don’t make this hard, you won’t feel a thing

I brought you into this world, I can take you away

Yeah I’m the monster maker, you’re just the monster

If I’m the artist in this, you’re just the paint

Yeah I’m the monster maker, you’re just the monster

So get down on your knees, and prey to me

You think you’re making me pay, but it’s too late

It’s now our destiny to live in this chase

You think you can take everything away, but it’s too late

If you live, I live; your life is my mistake

You think you can make me see, but it’s too late

It only took one breath for me to see this fate

You think you’ve taken everything away, but it’s too late

I will not lie in the dirt; no I will not die,

until I’ve killed what I’ve worked my whole life to create

Yeah I’m the monster maker, you’re just the monster

If I’m the artist in this, you’re just the paint

Yeah I’m the monster maker, you’re just the monster

So get down on your knees, and die for me

pilot p-500

The pen has been drinking; he lives above a neon sign

There’s no other reservoir for the ink to stumble home to, he always finds his way home, even half blind

The ink finds its way to the sores, like make up falling into the pores

Shows why we’re staying up late, what sentences stay up waiting by the door

Without these cracks where would the river flow, but straight and narrow, no words to form

Just a line, with no break in sight, to put a gap in-between the paragraphs we find, as the ink runs dry, leaving all inside resting between two blue lines

The pen has been drinking; he’s burned the roof of his mouth

He knew the liquid was too hot to consume, watched the stem roll out and spell doom, as he unhinged his jaw and yelled, “Down the hatch”

The blisters that form only make him want more as he licks them with his ballpoint tongue, puts pressure to the skin, lets the explosion begin

Watch the corrosion take hold and silence all words within, cause a loose leaf avalanche sitting in awe as white pours over 26 letters

Taking no prisoners to write home of being starved, no flags to say we surrender

Leaving nothing but a glass of whiskey on the rocks to make him feel any better

The pen has been drinking, and I’m pretty sure he’s been drunk dialing again

Writing to girls who’ve moved on and changed their address because they never wish to speak to him again

He’s playing with lit matches, seeing how long he can stay calm before the flames kiss his skin

Stabbing his switch blade knife between his five Pilot P-500’s to see which one will loose and which one will win

But the answers always one more breathe, one more stab, one more day away

And the problem is this half empty pen is not sure how many more tomorrows he can take

So he writes his songs, and he writes his poems and he pretends the day will never come

That the pen remains empty, and the songs no longer come

pearl handle

She holds her face as I hold her hand

Tears hide in palms like pearls hide in clams

I push for a pull but only find her letting go

Lost in the truth, what she’s to afraid to know

I didn’t ask for the end but she’s more then happy to give it

Pour salt in the cuts, fill cement in the divots

Anything to guaranty she no longer has to bleed

Even if it means killing me

For a moment I forget and confess I still feel love

Unfortunately it’s beyond love, now just a craving for a drug

So I release her hand and let the gun plant the seed

Vowing never to let this addiction kill anyone but me

salt water battery

I got one more inside before my head explodes so I hit reload and prey you don’t find me hiding in trees with birds making nests with broken branches caught scratching my back with dead leaves. Peel back the bark and find the rings of time and write my name around the lines before I die and an invisible god forgets my name. Put pressure to the eye pushing the scope deeper inside as the bruise spreads my sight allowing me to see the future in the smoke dancing from the gun. Give a sigh and salute to the unlucky animals who lost their heads just to end up frozen on a hunters living room wall. It makes me yawn, and think on, and write on, knowing the words in this head were not meant to be mass feed. Just a pile of lies washed down with whine editable to only me and those blind enough to still care. So take a long hard look into the poisons we cook adding self loathing to the mix just to spice up the blend. Let the world get a taste; pass the joint, pre-laced, let the weakest fall unconscious as we rape their day. Let them wake to black eyes, hard times and bruises on the inside spitting up blood which is no longer theirs to wipe away. Waiting for a monster to come, a Dracula to suck up that unwanted blood, a King Kong to carry you away so we can all see up that dress and know the panties are gone and your soul it lives on breathing fire in the mouth of the dragon who wants nothing more then to fly away. Throw their bodies in the sky and toss riders from their sides, just another case of guy on ground, trying to get up but only finding wobbly knees too weak to support the strain. Instead grass meets with caboose and the train leaves the station just in time for the coal to make a break for the light of day. Running away with the cat and the spoon and the wife who never loved you, don’t let the confusion and frustration lead you somewhere you never wanted to be. So strap your shoes with dynamite and blast into the sea, never to be seen or loved again, just to find the salt water washes all the pain away. So now you’re there, remove the shoes, but keep still in case a shark is watching you, as you let the cold water fill your lungs and you remember how to breathe…

live left, die right

It was cold, much colder then the weather man had predicted

Leaving me unsafe against this monster named winter

I didn’t hear a word of snow when I clicked open this screen

So this must be god’s dandruff falling over me

I’m leaving tracks when I walk, leaving tracks when I slip

You can follow me to hell if you’re cold enough to freeze as I lift

Take these offerings I give in a size 13

And walk where no angels sing

Follow yourself home

Color yourself wrong

Manipulate the night

Live left, die right

These feet are burning in the aftermath

If you can’t see through the window you gotta break the glass

Pull the covers on the light

Live left, die right

She was old, much older then I thought or expected

Her body screaming sex as her mind screamed respect this

She didn’t need to tell me listen as I sat transparently

Silently wishing what she gives would get lost inside of me

Following oval clues for a one way track out

Following signs on the shoulder of a diamond lane speed route

Putting pressure to the veins, just enough to make them bleed

Just killing time till the inevitable explosion challenges my clotting abilities

Follow yourself home

Color yourself wrong

Manipulate the night

Live left, die right

These feet are burning in the aftermath

If you can’t see through the window you gotta break the glass

Pull the covers on the light

Live left, die right

All right I’m sold, turn off the TV and kill the infomercials

I’m still not sure what I want but I know that I need it

Give me the cream of your crop; give me the last map I’ll need

Give me the name of a god then crucify me

I’m gonna fist, fight, fuck, give me life, watch me bleed

I’m gonna live, love, learn, give me death, watch me bleed

Why must we fight for our self-identity?

I’m gonna die trying to bury this seed in hopes someone might wake the fuck up

Follow yourself home

Color yourself wrong

Manipulate the night

Live left, die right

These feet are burning in the aftermath

If you can’t see through the window you gotta break the glass

Pull the covers on the light

Live left, die right

Tonight I hear the temperature is gonna rise far above freezing

Maybe melt a little ice and release some demons

A sleeping monster that waits to be freed

And lives in our frozen hearts counting sheep

writing to be heard

If I were to leave today would you come with me to the maze that we left so long ago behind

Could you drop all apathy and find some love in the circled corners as we turn blind

If tonight was the last night would you strip down the skin and kiss the imprint of the soul

Could you make room for empathy in the queen size bed you’ve so selfishly contorted your body to hold

If we met face to face with no shadows to hide our cuts would you bleed for me as I bled for you

Or make twine from my words and sew yourself up till only the space between us shines its way through

If I could find the key to break the locks on our hearts could you release all we find buried inside

Let the pigs play in mud cause it’s what they do, let the drunks drink until they’re sober and crying

I’m writing to be heard

As I’m screaming into pillows in hopes you’ll hear the words that I suffocate

I’m writing to no end

As I’m sleeping on a ledge in hopes you’ll save me before I fall to my death

So come listen as I write tonight             

Come here the words that can only be said when I am trapped in my head

Yeah come listen as I sing for you

Be my composer and conduct the song that tells the story of my love for you

If I lived in you and you lived in me would we be strangers in our own alligator pricked skin

Would the blood reject the heart beating deep inside vowing never to beat that dirty drum again

If my hands became too tired to write all these lines would you transcript my words with your own pen

Could you capture all the love and regret trapped in our web and still walk away without skived shins

If a bottle was half empty with nothing to show would you help me fill it up till we once again felt whole

 And if that bottle was half full of nothing but love would you enjoy the last sips with me so we could fill it up with more

If I finally found a clear direction no hesitations just an arrow I could point as I did a tiny dance in the wind

Would you walk with me till we were lost in that breeze so we could close our eyes and find our way again

I’m writing to be heard

As I’m screaming into pillows in hopes you’ll hear the words that I suffocate

I’m writing to no end

As I’m sleeping on a ledge in hopes you’ll save me before I fall to my death

So come listen as I write tonight             

Come here the words that can only be said when I am trapped in my head

Yeah come listen as I sing for you

Be my composer and conduct the song that tells the story of my love for you

The destinations close coming up ahead, so when you look at the horizon is it happiness dread

Do you still see meaning in this self inflicted mess, or is it all just a mistake full lies and regrets

The clock is speeding up now quick to the end, no more disavowing all the feelings that must be said

No the breaks are cut no more seeing red, if I gotta push for your love then I’ll push till I’m dead

So when the darkness makes it hard to see, you might come searching in the dark for a light with me

And when the words make it hard to breathe, you will tell me how you it feels and confide in me

And when I tell you that the heart in my chest is yours, you don’t bury it at sea far from your shores

And when the road turns rocky and the straight lines end, you will walk hand in hand with me through the bends

I’m writing to be heard

As I’m screaming into pillows in hopes you’ll hear the words that I suffocate

I’m writing to no end

As I’m sleeping on a ledge in hopes you’ll save me before I fall to my death

So come listen as I write tonight             

Come here the words that can only be said when I am trapped in my head

Yeah come listen as I sing for you

Be my composer and conduct the song that tells the story of my love for you

This shits a true life story from a time that’s gone, about a girl who taught me to how write love songs

As time went on questions arose, I know now all the answers were no

Times change, people change, hearts change, but I still sit here singing just how I sang

I got the same longing heart for a love that fell apart only to return in the form of art

So learn a lesson from this guppy hearted fool, swim with the sharks and drop out of school

Let your mind get dull and your skin get thick so knifes can’t penetrate and steal a rib

And take it from me, don’t buy notebook, so you can write down your feelings in hopes they’ll quit

Cause once that well full of pain has been tapped, there’s no way you’re getting it capped again

take it or leave it

I know a girl named Asphyxia

She chokes me down to the core of my heart and my soul

I got a button that she loves to push

That shit is red as coka-cola that’s been cut with blood

We go back and forth, pushing and pulling

Ours fists are black and blue, fucking and fighting

I know a girl named Asphyxia

Her kiss is hot like fire water in the August sun

She tells me take it or leave it

I tell her make it or break it

We can’t go on like this; our lips are meant to kiss

Not bite the heads off of land sharks dressed to impress

She tells me take it or leave it

I tell her make it or break it

We can’t go on like this; our hands are meant to hold

Not push rollers full of paint over holes and mold

I know a girl named Amnesia

She tells me that she loves me and then she forgets me

She hangs my paintings on her bedroom wall

And then tells me that she’s never met me

We go to sleep in love, kissing and holding

Wake up in hell, restraining, complaining

I know a girl named Amnesia

I hope one day she forgets to remember me

She tells me take it or leave it

I tell her make it or break it

We can’t go on like this; our lips are meant to kiss

Not bite the heads off of land sharks dressed to impress

She tells me take it or leave it

I tell her make it or break it

We can’t go on like this; our hands are meant to hold

Not push rollers full of paint over holes and mold

I know a girl named Me

And she only cares about her god damn self

She tells me she wants a relationship

But won’t make room for my socks in her top shelf

She asks, can you come over, I say anytime

She says, be gone by nine, and lock the door this time

I know a girl named Me

And she wouldn’t have that shit any other way

She tells me take it or leave it

I tell her make it or break it

We can’t go on like this; our lips are meant to kiss

Not bite the heads off of land sharks dressed to impress

She tells me take it or leave it

I tell her make it or break it

We can’t go on like this; our hands are meant to hold

Not push rollers full of paint over holes and mold

I’ve met allot of girls in my time

Some of them still tip toe through my mind

Walking the tight rope line with blind

Are these memories or fantasies inside?

So have I moved on, or am I begging to be found

Are you still gone, or just singing swan songs

Am I hiding in the bushes with the thorns to conceal me?

Or hiding in the ice with only sun shine to shield me

This shit can go on and it probably will

Ain’t got the money or the time but I know the deal

And until a full uproot comes my way

I know the road won’t change and the sky will stay grey

So come and find me and heal me

So I can stop leasing my heart to these girls that confuse me

I know the names but I can’t match the faces

I know the pain but I forget the places

It’s all the same, you all had your day, you all left your mark

But when the scars are raised they’re all the same shade

So if you feel the same stay away

And I promise on this longing heart I will do the same

of the storm

I awoke one day with empty chest

No covers on my bed

So I walked inside my own footsteps

To find what I had missed

The colors all seemed brighter

All the smells they seemed to change

At this moment I did realize

How infected I had been

The answer was no antidote

No prescription to re-fill

No salary or monopoly

Just to bankrupt when I spin

The answer was in letting go

Of the things that fork the track

Don't take the time to love something

If it can not love you back

Now the sand is clear

From the corner of

The eye

Of the storm

So now I keep my cloths in backpacks

Just in case I have to leave

And I threw the rake out in the yard

To decay with the leaves

Just as winter brings the snow

And autumn brings the fall

I will not hide

No will no hide

Because the structures they may change

But the seasons stay the same

The time we have to love will fade

So watch just what you chase

And as the fire turns to ash

And your hands they start to shake

Recall the ambition to rebuild

Is the only thing it takes

Now the sand is clear

From the corner of

The eye

Of the storm

death's cobra snake

Behind closed eyes I dream of a love heaven sent

And watch as death’s cobra eyes awake to find her neck

She knows not why, she knows not how, but she gives him tenderness

And with fangs like ice he injects the pain of a love so poisonous

Bite gives way to kiss

Teeth devour lips

She invites pain, inside

Blood it falls and drips

Life aboard death’s ship

She invites pain, inside

Tears flow red like wine from the heart she can’t resist

As venom courses through her mind leaving only hollow bliss

What she can’t see, is that this union can’t be, doomed like Pluto to never exist

As pain sits still and love orbits around a heart that can’t forget

Bite gives way to kiss

Teeth devour lips

She invites pain, inside

Blood it falls and drips

Life aboard death’s ship

She invites pain, inside

When I awoke I cleared my eyes but I couldn’t clear my mind

Of the girl who made love to death’s cobra snake and lost him inside

I watched her beg, I watched her shake, I watched her die for pains embrace

And with one last sin I watched love win, as their hearts become one, thus ending the chase

Bite gives way to kiss

Teeth devour lips

She invites pain, inside

Blood it falls and drips

Life aboard death’s ship

She invites pain, inside

she blames design

She’s pushing down the goose bumps, in hopes of something more then a chill

While screaming stand and deliver, robbing all emotions she can’t kill

As dirty minds, camouflage the lines, swerving back and forth for the thrill

But with a little time, we see the dead end signs and double down on suicide pills

She swears she’s blind, but I know she just closed her eyes

She’s scared of light, she’s scared of living anywhere but inside

She swears she’s blind, but we all know she just closed her eyes

She keeps her eyes sewn shut, yeah she lives on the inside

She blames her hollow sockets on the design, blind to what she claims to hide

As eyes take cat naps behind black shades, thick enough to support her lies

She swears they’ve been shut down, sewn inside and left for the lord of the flies

But if I had more time, I’d pry open the eyes and show her “the beast” lives in her mind

She swears she’s blind, but I know she just closed her eyes

She’s scared of light, she’s scared of living anywhere but inside

She swears she’s blind, but we all know she just closed her eyes

She keeps her eyes sewn shut, yeah she lives on the inside

She’s killing time just to create a life, put backwards fiction into the dream

Staring deep into the looking glass, for the game of chess in-between

But as the match wears on, no pawns are found, only bloody red queens

Just to wake and blame the cat in black, for being to overtly seen

She swears she’s blind, but I know she just closed her eyes

She’s scared of light, she’s scared of living anywhere but inside

She swears she’s blind, but we all know she just closed her eyes

She keeps her eyes sewn shut, yeah she lives on the inside

She’s sleeping now in silence, she’s sleeping, can you see?

She’s sleeping now, let her lie, let her lie and be seen

She’s sleeping now in silence; she lies thick at the bottom of the sea

She’s sleeping now, let her lie, let her die and be seen



playdead, the deflator

Somewhere between a push and a full blown condemning

I am my own devil and you’re just another lemming

You’re here for sex and nothing more, it helps kill the stressing

Yeah the more that I’m infecting, the less I’m second guessing

Can’t go too long alone need a mirror to prove I’m breathing

But the face I see, it isn’t me, it’s just a fucking demon

He took my form, took my life, now he’s heaven bent on leaving

This hell we blindly made, destroying pretty women’s feelings

Like an esophagus that’s closed, now she’s doing heavy heaving

Trying to carry the load I left in her, she is the captain of my seaman

Leave her grieving for the children swimming laps and not conceiving

Dead soldiers calling mutiny, none shall pass this evening

Just a sailor riding out the waves, heavy drinking and heavy thieving

Loneness might be my thing but even pirates need some healing

Just remember why you’re here, I’m not trying to be deceiving

This is a game of cat n’ mouse and that pussy needs a beating

You can’t catch me; I’m hiding in your backyard

You can’t catch me; I’m fucking with your guard dog

You can’t catch me; I’m right under your nose

You can’t catch me; you’re looking everywhere but home

Don’t tell me that you love me, this is just lust, call it a crush

If you’re still young enough and dumb enough to believe we won’t rust

Put your heartfelt kiss and tenderness inside all of my emptiness

I’ll show you why I write sad songs and pretend that I can still feel shit

So set the clock before dawn, leave before the roosters sings its song

The only breakfast feed is head in bed, just try to prove me wrong

You’ll see I truly have no sense of right and wrong

The rules are easy enough just try to play along

And when I’m silent, it doesn’t mean I’m lost in my thoughts

It means I nothing left to say to you, so get the fuck gone

You don’t belong here, there is no love, isn’t it so obvious by my tone

How many times do I have to say this shit, I want to be left alone

You’ve getting confused again, infused again, thinking that we are best friends

The love I’ve had is well past gone and you will not receive a thing

So pack that bag with the cloths you couldn’t wait to get off

And stay away until the next time that we get off

You can’t catch me; I’m hiding in your backyard

You can’t catch me; I’m fucking with your guard dog

You can’t catch me; I’m right under your nose

You can’t catch me; you’re looking everywhere but home

I find it cute that you have hope for me and think we have a future

But the shit I say in bed to you is nothing more then a fucking lubri-

Cant, don’t ever think we can, there is no can

All of these words come from an empty heart, empty eyes, n’ empty head

No you will never satisfy me, the tank is stuck on empty all you do is paralyze me

Keeping me from walking out in traffic, rapping with a pistol

Swimming with the fishes, taking pills by the fist full

But no you still don’t get it, let’s put aside for a second, all the needless gimmicks

See the words for what I’m saying, break down the horror metaphors

You’re about as welcome as the dirt upon my floor

The shit I track with me through the front door

And I’m sick to death of dirt inside my pores

But I tolerate this shit because I love whores

You can’t catch me; I’m hiding in your backyard

You can’t catch me; I’m fucking with your guard dog

You can’t catch me; I’m right under your nose

You can’t catch me; you’re looking everywhere but home

weekend for the working

Friday well past five, neon lights hum, blown stop signs, the streets are full

They’ve got their best friends, no hesitations, the city’s vibe, magnetic pull

You’ve got your silence, think were the time went, when did this heart, grow so cold

What would it take, to make this coma break, wake from its hold, grow from the mold

All you know is it's Friday, and you have nowhere to go

Saturday is yours to take, but you wait, hide in your plays, act the day away

They’ve got the audience, the blank screen, to stand against, packed matinee

You’ve got possessions, obsessions and distractions, slip away, from another day

And in the haze, you think of wanting to change, maybe someday, but not today

All you know is it's Saturday, and you have nowhere to go

Sunday morning tourist, take your shots, focus quick, watch the crowds walk away

They’ve got no time, a destination to find, a place where everyone, knows the name

You stalk and prey, decapitate and capture, the shadows that lay, trace out the souls

Take them home to catalog, jot in your captains log, you’re still lost, and more alone

All you know is it's Sunday, and you have nowhere to go

Monday through Thursday, not much more to say, just more promise, of empty days

They’ve got real homes, where the heart is welcome and warm, not just dry, tucked away

You hide inside from rain, sheltered from any change, let winds pass by, out of mind

Waiting for more, a knock at the door, a phone call from a distant time, a pulse to find

All you know is it’s another day, that you have no one to hold

partially playful participation

Tiny stabs and jabs, words that won’t fade away

The sting will last long after the bee’s gone

You’ve planted a tree, a seed inside my being

It’s no wonder I shed leaves when you’re gone

We’re playing a game dear; the object for me is still unclear

I only play for your participation; I only play for your time

Overblown affection, smitten by even the slightest attention

Forsaken to live our destruction one day at a time

Can’t hide in shadows when the sun is yours to rise and shine

It’s no wonder I lay awake elaborating on our goodbyes

We’re playing a game dear; the object for me is still unclear

I only play for your participation; I only play for your time

Critical reception, you don’t know the truth and I love this lie

I can’t speak in fear those words will escape and kill our time

Frozen in the hellos and staling to avoid the goodbyes

It’s no wonder I'm always cold and I’m never on time

We’re playing a game dear; the object for me is still unclear

I only play for your participation; I only play for your time