from the album "orange" We favor the moon and alternate Saturdays Give it away too soon and all sorts of flattery Maybe turn out right, eventually But I can’t be bothered by further scrutiny It’s the same spinning room, fall down trying…

RPM 2014 full, the ocean inside of meadows smelling softly of butterflies that swallow all, there inside, it all it’s too painful to think and I must be stronger than this tornado in my soul, there inside, to release tidal waves erupt…

RPM 2014 take a stand against the man when you’re backed into the corner bears his teeth and growls and scratches his claws on the floor it takes a village to decide how to count the many ways to know your wrong from right that don…

RPM 2014 been so long since I’ve been out of the city maybe even longer than I can remember tried to leave many times, oh what a pity there’s no around anymore to take me away should I be a hermit in a barrel under the brush creek bridge…

from the album the Vulnerary Songs please cry me a river bare your soul, your bleeding heart til death do us part statistically you win that one innocence never ending through will alone, I carry on just enough, barely try, failure’s not much…

from the album "Uniform" she hides her heart under the pillow waiting for the good fairy to come replace this worn and broken thing with a heart that can feel again she's never sure which night will be her lucky one but she anticipates…

from the album "Uniform" she hides her heart under the pillow waiting for the good fairy to come replace this worn and broken thing with a heart that can feel again she's never sure which night will be her lucky one but she anticipates…

from the album "Que Vive!" you’re so much like me that I’m not sure where I begin and you end sometimes I even see through your eyes your shi brown eyes still innocent you’re so refined, that I can’t fake any more lies you’re clutching…

from the album "Que Vive!" before you throw it, the tragedy unfolding make sure you look him right into his eyes look him right into his eyes pull the pin, one Mississippi, two Mississippi hurl away and watch it arc into the sky watch it arc…

RPM 2011 So wide awake the hands are still Too tired to keep them silent It barely pokes above the surface It hardly registers among the crowd So long and waves the farwell We’d better tell the authorities Goodbyes are so beautiful Disappear…