from the album "orange" I’ve become, the same old song I’ve become, a headless drum I’ve become, a different son I’ve become, the complacent one Place your bets, it’s the end of regret, oh Don’t blame me cause I hardly matter…

It enters us Without us knowing Not welcome Uninvited Go away Leave me alone Give me peace Let me rest Eat us from the inside Bit by bit Cell by cell Multiplying Taking over Invaded Go away Leave me alone Give me peace Let…

I hear you Calling my name Like a whisper And a scream You haunt me Forever Twist your arms Around my neck In a dead embrace Locked with love You haunt me You haunt me I tore the paper From the walls To see what Was underneath You left no…

all the pounding waves drowning out the sound the sound is poison diving down below sinking very slow drown away the sound if I, can't make it stop your soliloquy I feel the death inside me in this succession the still and quiet I will succumb…

a boy named crow there has to be more to this than metaphors if i were you and you were lost without me this sadness is bigger than the truth and i could walk right through you driving towards my destiny my misery and purpose left, to exaggerate…

sumire she's in love with a woman, calls me at 3 am to tell me that and her French is getting better and she's dressing like a lady too bad it's wasted on a married woman, with no desire either way did you ever see anyone shot by a gun without…

windup I'm feeling something's come over me I'm feeling something's not quite right the phone is screaming like an orphan the cat is nowhere in sight the empty box is on the table you've seemed to disappear as well the windupbird is making noises…

from the new CD "Orange" You can feel the sameness, all around Beat tomorrow, into the ground, a-ha It's just the weight of sound You can smell forgiveness, if you try And hold back sorrow until you cry, a-ha It's just the weight of sound…

from the album "orange" I’ve become, the same old song I’ve become, a headless drum I’ve become, a different son I’ve become, the complacent one Place your bets, it’s the end of regret, oh Don’t blame me cause I hardly matter…

80 bpm, b the bombs fly down towards the city the bullets scream fast as lightening and i can't believe what we do to each other the children cry for their mothers the mothers cry for their children the tears they cry fall for nobody…