RPM 2011 Wait for the room to focus Feeling around for closure The whiteness of my skin The pale reflecting eyes The beaty of total darkness Move to the door and open Room after room of sorrow Breathing through your mouth Flooding from your eyes…

The same name calls me father Reject the pharaohs promise Hit one and feign the other Another pyramid to build The sky rejects the other Full frontal luminescent Hit twice but feeling nothing Another suicide dispenser Feel smaller shame the pathetic…

rpm 2011 Like to feel the falling rain Shed my brittle skin Maybe hard enough to face tomorrow Find out soon enough, find out soon enough And the river is clean enough to touch And it washes away the bitterness Cleaner than the falling snow Melting…

rpm 2011 Taking taking all her money Taking taking all her sweat Taking taking all her money Taking taking all her tears What do you give back? (shark attack) Taking taking all her love Taking taking all her life Taking taking all her love Taking…

rpm 2011 Making music everyday alone in my dark hole Pumping out my silliness for not a single soul Stinking up the internets with links to stupid songs Oblivious that no one clicks and no one sings along There’s a word for people like me…

from the album "orange" I feel the same as yesterday Even though I’m losing my mind It’s hard to remember my name When I wake I never know what I will find Whither away, further each day I’m invincible Nothing can slow me down My feet…

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…

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…

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…

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…