The Theft (US)
Hot House
My precious diamond ring. So valuable. So meaningless. This promise rolling of our tongue like lust and hot air. Over before it begun. This caution won't be wasted. This paper won't be wasted. This ink will not be wasted as we dip our pens and sign away. This guy aint elvis. This guy is for real. disguises aint worth the money. So here's the deal. I'm gonna keep what's mine, two to five years. So full of shit and so meaningless.

Ready Or Not
Shut my eyes to keep it on the outside. I'm not worried we're just trying to keep them out. Nothing but a defense mechanism. I'm not worried. The Future always seems to be so vague. I'm not worried we're just trying to keep them out. But I think I'll take a chance. Hey you, I know it's hard to see but just keep your eyes on me. If we're ready or not it's gonna still be there. I'm ready so I will always be here. Sometimes you can't see what you're waiting for. I'm not worried. Looking through another empty space. I'm not worried. Tomorrow is waiting for us to catch up.

Large Farva
Pass around all your words of wisdom and just scream it out. Speak a little louder. Check it out, another ear is open and you bleed it out. Come so far from no one. You know there's no reason that you let them take you over. Cover your ears. Slowly going crazy from the signal broadcast from their program. Everyone should know (we lost control) the robots stole the rock and roll. Now and then the good becomes the bad one and you let them in and grow a little older. The "whys" and "whens" become the pressing questions and you breathe it in, never to exhale it.

Vegas
Take what you got and get out while you can. I'm on my way to somewhere and I know it's not the promise land. Well you might believe in a miracle but I just know something aint right. It's a long way to Vegas and you aint got no ride this time. We tripped and we slipped and we fell and we fell. We somehow worked our way up out of this hell. I got what I came for. I'm not going back. I got what I came for, not bringing it back.

Mr. Rubber Burner
Try to kill a giant with your mind. No body was found and only footprints left behind. Only wake up when the lights go out. Dig yourself up, take a look around. It's a crazy thing when there is nothing left to bring. We are all just robots. We are all just programs, pencil lead on paper. All the roads we build are frozen. Filled with holes and partly stolen. Keep your head up, your eyes open. Find another way. They will try to erase you from existence. Try to pay their way into their houses. So we build these little places deep inside. Places where your friends will try to hide.

Memphis
How's the ocean tonight? Is the western coast the home you always wanted? I know that there are things here that you're dying to escape. But life never feels quite like you want it to. This is not how I thought it should be. The truth is out. I'm out of my head, letting go, but holding on so tight. Now it's all coming around to haunt me for keeping my mouth shut. I never told you, but I took you for granted. And now I pay for it every time. The truth is out. I'm out of my head letting go, but holding on so tight. All your best laid plans will scatter. And the world turns on out of control, but nothings really ever under our control. You will see me change my mind when the pressure's on. I don't like losing. There, I said it. I come to my senses as you build your life so far from here. Some day when I grow up I'll meet you half way home.

Shazbot
Can you give one reason, his life instead of your own? They've got guns, war money, see ya honey. Somehow it all seems kind of wrong as they walk in single file (shut them out, turn them off) as you whore yourself out to the next one. The dust settles. Old photos. Your old bed brand new sheet. Leftover newspaper. See you later.

Waltz
I think you've tried this one before. Sleepy eyes. They fell asleep with open eyes. A broken story for each one. In disguise on the T.V. where you hide, hanging on your stolen words. I think you've tried this one before and then you make then pay for more. I think I've heard it all before. You take them away, giving nothing but your green eyed stare. Speak in vein. With every word you seek to gain. Using names to break them and fill your pockets over and over. You waltz with watered down heaerts. You take them all away. No sense is ever made.

Moonlight
If the ground opened and took you away from us all, would you be wishing for another day with us all? You're so tired that you don't even care. Hold it close. You know it's yours to live your own way. I could never say that it's alright. I'll never wake up your moonlight. If you walk in the rain for so long, we might meet face to face. We could walk to the sun. It only lasts for so long. Do you think it's over? Think again my friend. Take care of your business and think again my friend. Your pushing far away form secrets you keep from us all. It's the sound you need that puts you to sleep.

Amy Racecar
You felt yourself slip away the moment you tasted. The way it slides of your tongue. The more that you need when you're done. Grab away. Stab away. You're losing your will with the time you kill. You kill it so good. In love with an idea. In lust with the feeling. You want it to be off your shoulders. You don't want to wait till you're older.

Octopussy
I waited all night in the rain, hoping for a face behind the glass to tell me that it's okay. Tell me that it's okay. This isn't just about you. The words I keep on paper. They tell me that I'm alright. Tell me that I'm alright. I think I'm finally okay. But you saved me from this once now you say save yourself. Octavia pull those curtains aside and let me see you watching me on these desperate streets that I have walked so many times. Hoping just to feel alive. Chasing something on the streets and train tracks. This is how I see the world. Trying to be alright, tell me that we're alright. I'm not in it for the win. We'll survive. We're survivors. Trying to be alright, tell me that we're alright. I think I'm finally okay.

Palindromes
I set out to write this story dedicated to the ones who inspired me. To see it in my own way. I set out to write this story even though I know it won't change anything. Just like you knew it would. This inspiration is an accidental thing. It's all invisible. Tell me what do I do if the books are all untrue? Every author just like you. Telling retold things they know. But do they ever really know when the meanings come and go? They come and go, telling retold things they know, and live life as one continuous act of see and do.
The Theft (Japan)
Hot House
My precious diamond ring. So valuable. So meaningless. This promise rolling of our tongue like lust and hot air. Over before it begun. This caution won't be wasted. This paper won't be wasted. This ink will not be wasted as we dip our pens and sign away. This guy aint elvis. This guy is for real. disguises aint worth the money. So here's the deal. I'm gonna keep what's mine, two to five years. So full of shit and so meaningless.

Ready Or Not
Shut my eyes to keep it on the outside. I'm not worried we're just trying to keep them out. Nothing but a defense mechanism. I'm not worried. The Future always seems to be so vague. I'm not worried we're just trying to keep them out. But I think I'll take a chance. Hey you, I know it's hard to see but just keep your eyes on me. If we're ready or not it's gonna still be there. I'm ready so I will always be here. Sometimes you can't see what you're waiting for. I'm not worried. Looking through another empty space. I'm not worried. Tomorrow is waiting for us to catch up.

Large Farva
Pass around all your words of wisdom and just scream it out. Speak a little louder. Check it out, another ear is open and you bleed it out. Come so far from no one. You know there's no reason that you let them take you over. Cover your ears. Slowly going crazy from the signal broadcast from their program. Everyone should know (we lost control) the robots stole the rock and roll. Now and then the good becomes the bad one and you let them in and grow a little older. The "whys" and "whens" become the pressing questions and you breathe it in, never to exhale it.

Vegas
Take what you got and get out while you can. I'm on my way to somewhere and I know it's not the promise land. Well you might believe in a miracle but I just know something aint right. It's a long way to Vegas and you aint got no ride this time. We tripped and we slipped and we fell and we fell. We somehow worked our way up out of this hell. I got what I came for. I'm not going back. I got what I came for, not bringing it back.

Mr. Rubber Burner
Try to kill a giant with your mind. No body was found and only footprints left behind. Only wake up when the lights go out. Dig yourself up, take a look around. It's a crazy thing when there is nothing left to bring. We are all just robots. We are all just programs, pencil lead on paper. All the roads we build are frozen. Filled with holes and partly stolen. Keep your head up, your eyes open. Find another way. They will try to erase you from existence. Try to pay their way into their houses. So we build these little places deep inside. Places where your friends will try to hide.

Memphis
How's the ocean tonight? Is the western coast the home you always wanted? I know that there are things here that you're dying to escape. But life never feels quite like you want it to. This is not how I thought it should be. The truth is out. I'm out of my head, letting go, but holding on so tight. Now it's all coming around to haunt me for keeping my mouth shut. I never told you, but I took you for granted. And now I pay for it every time. The truth is out. I'm out of my head letting go, but holding on so tight. All your best laid plans will scatter. And the world turns on out of control, but nothings really ever under our control. You will see me change my mind when the pressure's on. I don't like losing. There, I said it. I come to my senses as you build your life so far from here. Some day when I grow up I'll meet you half way home.

Shazbot
Can you give one reason, his life instead of your own? They've got guns, war money, see ya honey. Somehow it all seems kind of wrong as they walk in single file (shut them out, turn them off) as you whore yourself out to the next one. The dust settles. Old photos. Your old bed brand new sheet. Leftover newspaper. See you later.

Waltz
I think you've tried this one before. Sleepy eyes. They fell asleep with open eyes. A broken story for each one. In disguise on the T.V. where you hide, hanging on your stolen words. I think you've tried this one before and then you make then pay for more. I think I've heard it all before. You take them away, giving nothing but your green eyed stare. Speak in vein. With every word you seek to gain. Using names to break them and fill your pockets over and over. You waltz with watered down heaerts. You take them all away. No sense is ever made.

Moonlight
If the ground opened and took you away from us all, would you be wishing for another day with us all? You're so tired that you don't even care. Hold it close. You know it's yours to live your own way. I could never say that it's alright. I'll never wake up your moonlight. If you walk in the rain for so long, we might meet face to face. We could walk to the sun. It only lasts for so long. Do you think it's over? Think again my friend. Take care of your business and think again my friend. Your pushing far away form secrets you keep from us all. It's the sound you need that puts you to sleep.

Amy Racecar
You felt yourself slip away the moment you tasted. The way it slides of your tongue. The more that you need when you're done. Grab away. Stab away. You're losing your will with the time you kill. You kill it so good. In love with an idea. In lust with the feeling. You want it to be off your shoulders. You don't want to wait till you're older.

Octopussy
I waited all night in the rain, hoping for a face behind the glass to tell me that it's okay. Tell me that it's okay. This isn't just about you. The words I keep on paper. They tell me that I'm alright. Tell me that I'm alright. I think I'm finally okay. But you saved me from this once now you say save yourself. Octavia pull those curtains aside and let me see you watching me on these desperate streets that I have walked so many times. Hoping just to feel alive. Chasing something on the streets and train tracks. This is how I see the world. Trying to be alright, tell me that we're alright. I'm not in it for the win. We'll survive. We're survivors. Trying to be alright, tell me that we're alright. I think I'm finally okay.

Palindromes
I set out to write this story dedicated to the ones who inspired me. To see it in my own way. I set out to write this story even though I know it won't change anything. Just like you knew it would. This inspiration is an accidental thing. It's all invisible. Tell me what do I do if the books are all untrue? Every author just like you. Telling retold things they know. But do they ever really know when the meanings come and go? They come and go, telling retold things they know, and live life as one continuous act of see and do.

You Write The Music
You're driving with the lights off baby. I think you broke the switch. I think that you finally found your niche. Kicking up the dust clouds. Do it all for kicks. Wake up, oh wake up. You've saved up all your give ups. So what? Wake up and shake up, something. You write these words in my head when you don't say anything to me. You put music in my head when you say nothing at all. They're knocking in the door, so crazy. He was a dirty snitch. You're zipping up the lips. Hang around anyway. Do it all for kicks. Don't get so angry. You would take it if you wanted but you didn't and you gave it away.

The Money
You're racking up the money. You're handing out the money. You spend it like its funny. Add it up to nothing. You're nothing unless you're famous. Gold rings wrapped around your fingers. You've got what keeps them coming back but they're leaving when it's gone. Are they there because they want to be, or just for the security? Can you make my wallet heavy? Add it up to nothing.

The Cybernetic Ghost
All I want this year is for my heart to thaw, my lungs fully expand. I'll send a letter to the north. I'll do anything for a chance. Don't pass me up this time. Every year I die a little more from trying to be a good boy. I'm trying so hard, I swear I'm sorry. I'm working through these ghosts one by one. But I can't unlearn all of 23 years in just one night. So don't take from me much more than I have left to give. I don't know how much more that I have left to give. But it's a season for giving. I want to feel like a kid again, with snow on my face, my hands were freezing cold. But my heart was warm, all I needed were some colored lights and a phone call coming each year at the same time. The wires carried me her words. And those voices stay with you. They tell you that you've got one chance to make this right. It's a season for givinig, so I will give 'til I'm empty. Then I will join in the singing, "another year is now ending..."

Monday 12am (Japan)
Ready Or Not
Shut my eyes to keep it on the outside. I'm not worried we're just trying to keep them out. Nothing but a defense mechanism. I'm not worried. The Future always seems to be so vague. I'm not worried we're just trying to keep them out. But I think I'll take a chance. Hey you, I know it's hard to see but just keep your eyes on me. If we're ready or not it's gonna still be there. I'm ready so I will always be here. Sometimes you can't see what you're waiting for. I'm not worried. Looking through another empty space. I'm not worried. Tomorrow is waiting for us to catch up.

Looking Glass
I'm writing down all my reasons to write you off. I had to stop for lack of air. One was fair and a hand full was enough, but you know it doesn't stop there. I ask around, but no one ever really knows you. They came to me one by one. All they said was you had the same name, but a different face. Different person all together. Twenty-twenty looking back. Were you ever really there? I doubt you ever were. Disappear without a trace. When you find your looking glass shattered, broken all away, I hope that you will learn, broken pieces help you see.

No Sound:
Run from your eye, makes no sound. Reach for the sky, it's the ground.

What She Said:
It's so just like me. Another almost. One more maybe. You turn the other way. You say if you don't care then that's ok with me. I won't stand in your way. What does this face mean? Does it mean that I can stay? Does it mean you don't ever want to know?

Windows and Bridges:
A weak perspective is all I have to the things i need to see. And one could say in that context I don't know anything. It's not like I don't want it, it's I dont know how. I've opened my eyes too many times with no way out. Take me from this place she said. I want to open my eyes again. She looks outside her window and reaches for my hand. I want so badly to build this bridge. I want to stay in the moments we can't relive. As I look in my hands I realize that the only way to a better place is to close my eyes for now.

Watching You Walk Away:
You're not the same and this place is not my home. and it always seems the stars don't shine as brightly here. So this time is for good, this time it's for real and this time is just for me. So pardon me if I don't feel safe. Pardon me if i don't come back next year. Pardon me if it's too hard to accept. And pardon me if I just can't stay with you. If I'm too confused. If I leave for good. Or if I just can't look you in the eye.

If I Was:
You were my thoughts brought to life. Misplaced by unsuspecting eyes. Now I can't recall why you're here. Soon you'll sleep forever in my mind. Your wandering eyes kept you astray from things you said could make you sing. Do you know that I am still here? Do you know that I am not asleep. It's not hard to figure out and I often see right through a mind so far away from here. And I don't need you after all because all were is now pieces in my hands.

The Lost Autumn's Full Moon:
When I wake up in the morning will i still feel this? Autumn felt so empty, I never saw the colors change. And moonlight in my car reflects a face that says, I give up. And each thought makes me twice as lonely as I was before. When I look close I see you. Maybe you are everywhere I go. Your eyes cast down just to match mine. Blue eyes in reflections tell a lifetime. They say it's you, you did this. Silent words reach no ones ears. Your eyes leave me dumb.

Sub Cat: A Sub Cat Sampler
The Money
You're racking up the money. You're handing out the money. You spend it like its funny. Add it up to nothing. You're nothing unless you're famous. Gold rings wrapped around your fingers. You've got what keeps them coming back but they're leaving when it's gone. Are they there because they want to be, or just for the security? Can you make my wallet heavy? Add it up to nothing.

How The East Was One
You Write The Music
You're driving with the lights off baby. I think you broke the switch. I think that you finally found your niche. Kicking up the dust clouds. Do it all for kicks. Wake up, oh wake up. You've saved up all your give ups. So what? Wake up and shake up, something. You write these words in my head when you don't say anything to me. You put music in my head when you say nothing at all. They're knocking in the door, so crazy. He was a dirty snitch. You're zipping up the lips. Hang around anyway. Do it all for kicks. Don't get so angry. You would take it if you wanted but you didn't and you gave it away.

Standing Room Only
Prize Fighter
Job brings you nowhere fast. You're tired every night and then you come home to nothing but an empty room. Is it worth your frustration? You say as long as you pay all your bills. Wading through the mess for your prize. Satisfied till you realize your wading through the mess until there's nothing left to look for. Shell out all your sanity to the masses that they provide you for you to work through now. You have nothing to offer them if your search yields no results. Will you find peace of mind for yourself?

Don't Ask Why
In conclusion I'd like to say it's getting better. And in conclusion I'd like to say it's only fair. It's not about anything in particular because you don't care. I'd like to tell you something that would matter and take away the things that make you cry. Now words that could be said you'll never hear them, but don't ask why. I thought that I heard a voice that sounded like you. I passed a street that takes me far away. A given chance becomes a chance not taken because I don't care. I'd like you to say something that would matter and to see the person that you've learned to hide. Now words that could be said I'll never hear them.

Looking Glass
I'm writing down all my reasons to write you off. I had to stop for lack of air. One was fair and a hand full was enough, but you know it doesn't stop there. I ask around, but no one ever really knows you. They came to me one by one. All they said was you had the same name, but a different face. Different person all together. Twenty-twenty looking back. Were you ever really there? I doubt you ever were. Disappear without a trace. When you find your looking glass shattered, broken all away, I hope that you will learn, broken pieces help you see.

On My Way
Avoiding your eyes now, and if I seem distant, it's because I've let you far behind. Fighting my intentions. I do this far too often. I'm running away. I'm on my way back to the only place I know is safe. Out of my car, back to the loneliest place on earth. This is not an excuse, it just has to end. This conversation gets us nowhere. That's all I'll get with you. So I turn my car around and drive these miles out of town. So hold on. Don't turn around, don't walk away just yet.

The Getaway
Pages of your catch phrases in my head. Adding means to ends of things unsaid. Rearrange your living space, accommodate mistakes you're making, and backs you're breaking. Rest assured that consequences will catch up to you. We all watched as reason left your head. Barricaded words you should have said. Give your thoughts to someone else as you make believe you have nothing left.

10:18, Press Return
Just stop running your mouth to me because I'm not gonna be convinced to believe you. Please just stop this now because I know how this always ends. Sleepless nights and blinking lights. Phone calls that never go through. Words that linger on my throat I'll never say because I know you'll never hear them anyway.

Waiting For You
Slow down, don't drive so fast! You're scaring me when you scream "I don't care if I crash this thing tonight, a sudden stop is something like a change". I'm reinventing this and other nights. Faster won't mean your safer, you'll only run so far. Big risks won't make this go away. You're begging for more distance between the place that you call home and the things you left behind. They're waiting for you. So don't stop, just keep moving. You're almost home, where you'll be safe inside for one more night alone. Close your eyes and make this night just end. It doesn't matter where you're going. It doesn't matter how fast you drive. It doesn't matter, when you get there, they're waiting for you.

Broken Record
Taking time away to a place unknown. Before you look away you got to make yourself known. These places come and go and leave you in the dust. Every time they pass you by you ask them why. You sound like a broken record in my head. Every single time you get ahead, you fall right back to where you start. Hide behind a broken screen lost in your words, losing everything you said you valued most. Are they even close enough to call you friend? Screaming at them over and over and over again. Will you ever really notice?

Euclid Crashed
Restating your advice. Considering the cost. Wander then walk away. Now it's turning around. Hide in illusions. Wander and walk away. Can you see it in theses eyes? I'm not going to look back that far now. I'm not going back there. It takes time to believe. Receiving what is seen. A new step is made this time. Another chance to live. Avoiding past mistakes. Take this one far away. Give the others time. Forfeit prolonging. Get up and start today.

Around Again
Turn on the T.V. only to see it happen again. Now I am wishing inside, this would come to an end. One hundred, two hundred thousand doesn't matter to you. As long as you're safe inside you'll miss the fire. Sea is changing tides. See it all coming around again, around here. See it all in time. You give speech after speech. You're recognizing the truth. Whatever happens to them can never happen to you. So you can talk all you want and you can say what you need. When it's all over for them you just forget it. They will believe what you want them to. Spinning around the complications until you get what you want. Another pep talk makes you feel better.

Long Ride Home
Decisions that you make and remake escape the sense of reason. This season left you empty. They'll miss you when your gone, but it doesn't last for long. You've taken the light of the sun with you. Leaving it up to the ones who needed you. Memories fade and in time will be replaced by the will to move on into a better life. You're taking too much time again, deciding where you come from. We hope you get there quickly. On a bus that takes you home. It doesn't last for long.

The Language of Nature
I found her writing poems. Things she can't forget. Blistering her hands. Favorite past time. Try to grasp a dream. Let go of the pen. Oh how they let you down. It's not what matters now. She tries to make it on her own. She does not know just where to turn. She takes what's left and starts all over. It takes all she has to get anywhere. Pages drift away. She cannot be seen. T.V. steals her time. Lock them all away. In a box under her bed. Kept there all this time. Pretending to be far away from the inside. Some day your eyes will see her again, but not today. It won't be today.

Another Song
It's a story of fiction we created to see a world that we needed to shade us from a lingering past and another line crossed and another song played. I'm gonna hang up this phone here and now. Close this connection that comes with these miles. I'm gonna hang up this phone right now. Spare us the words we say. Spare us the words we waste. Composing distance doesn't last when you think of ways to get through. It can be the shade from a lingering past and another line crossed. Another situation passed. We can't make it obvious. Let go of a broken past. Simple things are never seen. Over looked and made obscene. We could talk for a long time, about what we need and how to get through.
All The Things You Said...
What She Said:
It's so just like me. Another almost. One more maybe. You turn the other way. You say if you don't care then that's ok with me. I won't stand in your way. What does this face mean? Does it mean that I can stay? Does it mean you don't ever want to know?

Some Sort of Meaning:
This is my last chance to make things better. I'm running out of clever things to say. Perspective lines are drawn and I can't pass them. I guess I wasn't meant to see outside of my own view. Somewhere between phrases and speechless. What do you do when words won't do ? But if that's ok with you, Actions come through with some sort of meaning to all of this. It's taking up the spaces in my brain. All the things that you once said, they won't shake loose from my head. And it's over now. Once again this language seems to fail me again. I hope that's ok with you because I guess I wasn't meant to.

Posters on the Wall:
Blinking lights, sleeplessness, revealing unseen pictures. Moments before we shared this, parallel eyes watching. There are so many things I need to hear and I need to hear them from you when it's clearer. It will be. I just need to sleep on Loud noises, tomorrow, with it comes another ten hours till I see more than your photograph. These posters on the wall say more to keep me company. And that's ok because your asleep and just one night away.

Call You Later:
When I said goodbye, I knew that something was wrong. Something inside of me. Tell me what's going on. I went too far this time, need to slow down my mind. In my head I was a million miles away. Thinking through my mistakes, I can't explain how I feel. Now I'm a million miles away. Things are different now from when we first met. I wish I had the words to say. This charade needs to end. And if this can be forgiven, I pray that you look my way. For now I just let time pass and my mind is drifting farther and farther away.

The Stars and You:
Staring into the bright contrast of my dark room. I can almost feel you here with me. Your words flow in front of my eyes like aloe to sunburn, with your face on the back of my eyelids. I'm waiting to see your face in front of my eyes, Because all I have are your pictures. I remember the night we talked for hours in the park. We played like children on the swings. I couldn't bring myself to say the words that came to my mind, Because your face was brighter than the lamps that lit the street.

Bridge It or Break It:
It's a full moon darling and just ten miles to your house. Ten miles of cold silence is all that stands in my way I'm just too shy to bridge it or break it. Its nights like this that I don't want the radio. Leave me alone with my thought. Tell me tomorrow won't be so cold, in this space so quiet. Ill drive faster than the loneliness and be waiting at home when it catches me.

Considering You:
These thoughts keep me awake at night, and keep me dreaming all day. You were never mine. It's better that way. You left me speechless when you said you were leaving. All the things I never said, I can never say. I don't suppose its fair of me to sing to you one more self-effacing song about my pain, With a melody to break your heart just because you've broken mine a thousand times. All the times I was awake trying to figure this out. Now I think about you just now and then. I can your not listening anyway.

Once More:
The small things in my former life. seeing new colors everyday. An embrace every time I saw you. I've forgotten what I thought I knew. Existing in search for what was known, outside of this circle. Now I want to know you once more. Shimmer in my eyes just from being outside. Emanating the words I love you with my presence.

A Million Reasons:
I left you before you could say goodbye. I'm not sorry for running out. I had no choice. I just wish that I could prove to you that this was never what I wanted. Its not my choice I just can't go on this way. I've broken every rule that makes me who I am. I think I messed it up this time. I left you and I never said goodbye. Don't be sorry. This was never your fault. God only knows how hard that I have tried to make it up to you. Please don't miss me when I don't come back. I needed this chance now I can't come back. I've got a million reasons why I'm gone.

All Our Words:
I am not over this, just waiting for another day to end. Sometimes I want to break down. Sometimes my car breaks down. All our words are ways to say, "I wish I hadn't wasted this." One more from me won't change a thing if I'd say... I'm sorry for this life I missed, for this chance I blew. And I wish that I could make it go away. Sighing out loud you always agree. Perception is everything. Its like we've never seen anything like this. It happens everyday.
My Very Last Breath - Emo Diaries: Chapter 8
Just Listen (from the Emo Diaries Chapter 8):
I've had enough of these unrestricted arguments. Its worth much less than silence to spend my time like this. Can't you just see through this wall of noise to see that I don't want to fight? Not this time. Not tonight. Ill try one more time. I'm waking up again to the sound of you not here. It's becoming all too familiar. Now all that's left are vacant screams at best. Now it's 4 am with no one listening. I wish I said nothing. I don't want to fight. Ill try one more time for you with all that's left within me to believe that. We can make this through because I love you.
Monday 12am (US)
What She Said:
It's so just like me. Another almost. One more maybe. You turn the other way. You say if you don't care then that's ok with me. I won't stand in your way. What does this face mean? Does it mean that I can stay? Does it mean you don't ever want to know?

Windows and Bridges:
A weak perspective is all I have to the things i need to see. And one could say in that context I don't know anything. It's not like I don't want it, it's I dont know how. I've opened my eyes too many times with no way out. Take me from this place she said. I want to open my eyes again. She looks outside her window and reaches for my hand. I want so badly to build this bridge. I want to stay in the moments we can't relive. As I look in my hands I realize that the only way to a better place is to close my eyes for now.

Watching You Walk Away:
You're not the same and this place is not my home. and it always seems the stars don't shine as brightly here. So this time is for good, this time it's for real and this time is just for me. So pardon me if I don't feel safe. Pardon me if i don't come back next year. Pardon me if it's too hard to accept. And pardon me if I just can't stay with you. If I'm too confused. If I leave for good. Or if I just can't look you in the eye.

If I Was:
You were my thoughts brought to life. Misplaced by unsuspecting eyes. Now I can't recall why you're here. Soon you'll sleep forever in my mind. Your wandering eyes kept you astray from things you said could make you sing. Do you know that I am still here? Do you know that I am not asleep. It's not hard to figure out and I often see right through a mind so far away from here. And I don't need you after all because all were is now pieces in my hands.

The Lost Autumn's Full Moon:
When I wake up in the morning will i still feel this? Autumn felt so empty, I never saw the colors change. And moonlight in my car reflects a face that says, I give up. And each thought makes me twice as lonely as I was before. When I look close I see you. Maybe you are everywhere I go. Your eyes cast down just to match mine. Blue eyes in reflections tell a lifetime. They say it's you, you did this. Silent words reach no ones ears. Your eyes leave me dumb.