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Action Is The Anecdote

Maybe I’ll be broken like the bones that carry me, Living life so lifelessly, Or I could be a good scene in a bad dream, I could make it something beautiful, And just tare it away from what you don’t believe in. You’re dying like this living sideways (I’ve bee...

John Orr The Arsonist

Closing doorways as your building a fire, Watching lies received as you silently conspire "This is a heart attack and I want my life back" We can take this if we fake this if we try Oh, everybody wants you and you know that they won't be alive to take you home...

Reinventing Robert Cohn

Like a thunderstorm that pulls you deep into the night She speaks to me in numbers and is gone when I open my eyes (She wants more) You know Ill just forget it if you give me a chance (One more time.) I cant desire something if it just isnt there It just isnt...

Thank The Watchmaker

If both our lives pulled us apart and we were stuck on both coasts, I would still find you. Every night you'd fall asleep and I would meet you in your dreams, three-thousand miles away. It's not perfection, but we've come so far. Tell me now, tell me you beli...

The Atmosphere

Her eyes were closed, but she could see the sky they're ten feet deep and no one knows they're in it; they're all too busy living. She takes a drink to see the atmosphere, this night's lost and soon she's on her way home, she thinks she has finally found...

The Hospital

I was an arrogant son And you were barely holding on to me So we, lost everything that we had One, more night Just call my name and I could meet you there Just call my name and tell me I made you proud I have become who I hope that you were But I'd tear out m...

With The Stars

Move these hearts, bring them direction, form their lives, assign breath new meaning, your soul lives on, now you found eternity, you found the dawn of the brightest day,the brightest day... Now we walk alone with the stars. Are photographs what's left of you...