Lyrics

Lyrics for the “Passage” LP.

//PASSAGE//  Just stop this conversation, I’m up but I’m shaken, oh loneliness, how?  Close up on temptation, just don’t let me taste you, I’m holding me down.  Hold back the curse of the light.  Cold ash you taste so alive.  You’re so incredible, why can’t I touch you?  Hold back decayed love and light.  Just stop this conversation, oh no I can’t face them alone in these hours.  Missteps of the restless, I’m up but I’m breathless, oh loneliness, how?  Hold back decayed love and light.  Hold back the curse of the light.  Cold ash you taste so alive.  You’re so incredible, why can’t I touch you?  Hold back decayed love and light.  Words of promise weigh down on us, settle in our bones. Once the dawn falls down upon us, I will let you go.  //THE NIGHT//  Erased from the darkness, the rules of decay fold like bones given back to the earth.  I’ll vacuum the spaces used to separate me from you, you from me, death from birth.  My aim is slightly high, in the silent night.  In the silent night.  If the stars can align all of man with night sky, then why can’t my heart mend the break?  But I’ll love you the same, cause it’s only a dream, and the dreamer is bound to awake.  My aim is slightly high.  In the silent night.  In the silent night.  //THE CITY//  He came and stole the wild.  A crime so old as the sky and bone.  He came untied, solid as a stone.  All is almost lost and it starts to show.  Cause it’s home, but it’s gone.  He came, he paved the sky, and he’s stolen the strands of sunlight. Oh, soldier, do what’s right, it’s a call before the chasms collide. Cause it’s home but it’s gone.  Tear down your suffering, bolt by bolt.  Tear down your suffering, bolt by bolt.  //WHITE NOISE//  Christ on the cross as it’s illustrated.  I’m body soft and disintegrated.  I’m in this self half-illuminated.  I’m on the call but it’s distant and faded.  I myself I’m the robber denied.  I chased all I lost down to spiraling silence.  I’m on your side it’s just so hard to see you.  I’m on the side of the ghost and the needle.  It’s the choice in my hand, the suicide or the slaughtered lamb.  When it’s so full of tricks, I’ll be toasting the gold lights of life.  The trail is cold and hard, the course of the light of the child.  A slow messenger, I’m in charge of the coal and the fire.  White noise calling on a sudden deluge.  I’m chased out of breath trying to come back to you.  I’m in arrest of the subtle hues.  Oh, I’m in this self-sick solitude.  The sky’s fallen soft to the silence renewed. I erased all the tops from the tall city view.  I’m in the flesh of the hungering few.  Oh, I’m on the call trying to get back to you.  It’s the choice in my hand, the suicide or the slaughtered lamb.  When it’s so full of tricks, I’ll be toasting the gold lights of life. The trail is cold and hard, the course of the light of the child. A slow messenger, I’m in charge of the coal and the fire.  //STORMS//  Every storm in the sky started out light.  Started out light.  And the cold and I, we’re both outside.  We’re both outside.  Oh lady, I, I have met you, so alone, oh, I know.  Oh lady, I softly aloud sang the words of some drowned song.  And so, how long must I await you and the sun that won’t come out?  Oh lady I, I’ll forget you, I alone know cold nights.  Oh lady I, I’ll regret you.  In time. Oh, in time.  //THE WANTING//  A cold state of love always leaves you holding the things you own above the things that you’re wanting.  They’re saying let it go, it’s strange how you chased it.  It’s faded kodachrome of someone in the cold.  And you, you can go.  And you, you can go.  We are haunted.  We are haunted.  We are haunted.  We are all dead.  //STARS//  Five stars that wade by.  He’s not so lonely.  Stars up there shine, always.  I’ve been outside. Washed out in streetlight. Oh, stars alone are shining, down and down and down.  Starts alone shine.  He’s lost in low tides.  Oars on the oceans rise inside me.  I carried the word and the word made me cold and the way that it caught on it made it all wrong and it’s solitude! Oh, we waded in trouble and came into love and the word that was said and created was ha-ha-ha-horror!  Horror.  I’m waiting for waves now to wash us away, for the wind to unearth us and laugh in our face, hallelujah!  Hurry.  Five stars that wade by.  He’s not so lonely.  Stars up there shine.  Always.  Real light.  Real light.  //THE MODERN AGE//  Take your clothes and lay them out.  Waited so long for saving, but it never arrived.  Leaving home for a change.  Waited so long it stained you. All our promises are lies.  Oh, holding out for another way.  Oh, on the run from the modern age.  On the run from the modern age.  The hour is dying on the vine.  We’re drifting slowly in station, and we never align.  Leaving home all the same. Waited so long for saving, but it never arrived.  Oh, holding out for another way.  Oh, on the run from the modern age.  On the run from the modern age.  //THE COLD//  A cold arm returns the stolen.  A new start erased.  A red light came pouring.  An early fall descended.  Hey, you are alone.  You are alone.  You are alone.  Hey, you are alone.  You are alone.  You are alone.  I read it in the paper.  Hey, you are alone.  You are alone.  Other than this song, I’ve been silent and stoic.  Crazy, I denied you so.  Sing another song…  //SPARKS OF LIGHT//  Did you see it coming, that’s a badge upon your breast.  It keeps you running with the in-between.  Notify the station it’s the hour of the jest.  So empty out your pockets now it’s time that you be clean.  The yellows of the street are bleeding out again, bleaching out the warnings of the darkness.  But nobody’s speaking out where you don’t go.  Oh, where you don’t go.  With telephone lines distorting over you, the cracks in the pavement rose when you told them to.  The sky was the lid, I was the full moon.  But you let gravity push you.  Circling the park, a revolution in miles.  How long must we walk as men to be gods?  We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan.  You should have told me I’d be born so soft.  All right you win I give in and surrender you what’s yours.  No white flags just open arms…  Draw yourself a line and stand behind it.  Blurry-edged, your mind can still refine it.  We are all sparks of light.  We are sparks of light but we hide it.

 

Lyrics for the “From Silence” EP.

//The Sea// It’s the silent sea. Raised and brought down. Mended, torn again. It’s the silent sea. Raised up beat down. Broken heart of man. It’s the silent sea. Insurrection’s ghost stands over me. It’s the silent sea. AAAAAAAAAAAAA. Rip your eyes out tonight. The whole nation sighs in stereo. It’s the silent sea. Erased, forgotten and. The world can start again. It’s the silent sea. Raising waters, waist deep. Carry me. It’s the silent sea. Insurrection’s ghost stands over me. It’s the silent sea. AAAAAAAAAAAAA. Rip your eyes out tonight. The whole nation sighs in stereo. And you turn your back to life. And you turn your back to life. //The Modern Age// Take your clothes and lay them out. Waited so long for saving. But it never arrived. Leaving home for a change. Waited so long, it stained you. All our promises are lies. Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh. Holding out for another way. Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. The hour is dying on the vine. We’re drifting slowly in station. And we never align. Leaving home all the same. Waited so long for saving. But it never arrived. Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh. Holding out for another way. Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age. On the run from the modern age //The Hours// Give me back the hours. They’re mine to waste. The city and it’s sorrows holds my gaze. Crimsoned are the hours. Bled to death by idle hands of time. Look up the sky’s awake, the sun is shining. The gloom and the haze have both burned away by morning. Oh, L A. What’s written in sand, your cities and plans. The ocean will erase. Images from silence slow to wake. Prepare yourself to leave this soft, soft state. It’s a chase of lightning. Brightened skyline, endless days I’ve longed: Home. Home. Home. Look up the sky’s awake, the sun is shining. The gloom and the haze have both burned away by morning. Oh, L A, what’s written in sand. Your cities and plans, the ocean will erase.  //The Silence// Meat heart and soft soul. In debt and sold again. Our side show. Is solace for the damned. And owned. Dissolve to money. The dead, the distant hope. On the blue screen. He always wins you over. And over. I wish someone to hold you. Underneath the silence that assaults you. I wish someone to hold you. Underneath the silence that absolves you. You lost yourself and now you’re going to trial. Your once great ardent heart’s our dirty joke. Riots incited. Recite to me the days our silence broke. I wish someone to hold you. Underneath the silence that assaults you. I wish someone to hold you. Underneath the silence that absolves you.