Track 3 on the Debut EP "Framework"

Lyrics:
No more talking about the weather or any other way of just passing time 
Unless if you really want to hold onto moments that we love to glorify 
And I know you've been holding out on me 
And I'm tired of holding onto you 

I hate it when you deprive yourself of sleep 
Because your eyes glisten when they don't see dreams 
Goddamn it your eyes are always so perfect to me 
I hate it when you deprive yourself of sleep 

I'm a house that is on fire and no one really understands why 
Chalk it up to being dramatic, but aren't we all just burning inside? 
And I've locked up all of my doors 
So no one can put the flames out 
Because wildfire spreads faster than you can help 

There's something about the summer that makes us feel young 
There's something about the cold that makes us real numb 
But I'm not ready for the cold 
And I'm not ready to grow old

everything, changing

You're floating without me 
 You're sleeping so soundly 
 But it's for the best 
 God knows you need some rest 
 From fighting yourself off 
 From your vices and your thoughts 
 Let me grieve in bed 
 Forever trapped in my head 
 I'm sick of watching the clock tick 
 Hoping I'll change in the seconds 
 We'll grow old and rust 
 Our bones will turn to dust 

 We're lost in the minutes of time

what I learned from ghosts

I'll preach of hope, of faith, and of grace 
So you can wait and expect some better days 
We lose our youth fighting in mental wars 
But we forget what we are even fighting for 

Let's stop defining ourselves by blemishes on our face 
We are the blood in our brains, we create the confidence we crave 

I hold the strings of demons controlling me 
And I curse the hands that won't stop shaking 
I'm falling off just like the autumn leaves 
And every dying moment is so bittersweet 

We are bound by the chains that we make 
But we hold the key to the locks we create 
We are the blood in our brains 
We create the confidence we crave

the key to the locks we create

I've dwelled in sadness before, just like most of you 
I've shot down demons, but they become bulletproof 

A fortress in your head just doesn't make any sense 
When the outside isn't who the soldiers fight against 

I tend to studder when I'm down on my knees because 
The god above does not have faith in me 
Or at least that's what I like to tell myself because 
Getting better feels better when there isn't anyone there to help me 

And I can't stand mirrors anymore cause a coward is all I see 
I see a man who stopped moving to better things because it began to hurt his feet 

I'm a violent empty orchestra, alone on the stage 
I'm looking for a harmony, like in the melodies I make

about last fall

I'm living through memories, lost inside the summer breeze 
Begging for nostalgia in familiar melodies 
All I need is simply honest abstract poetry 
Something to help simplify these ideas surrounding me 

All we want is to fade 
But all we can do is change 

I'm hoping that the season will try to change me once again 
But truth be told it's not the cold that keeps me lying in bed 
I'm learning what it means to be, what it means to be a friend again 
Find me in the leaves, leaving behind dead trees 

We'll lose ourselves to perfect skin promised in fountains 
One by one we'll learn to move these goddamn mountains

a bittersweet form of moving on

framework

I've got my eyes set east, I'll walk until I'm floating face down in the sea
I can feel your hands shaking as you try to put my spine back into me
I drag my body around, I feel the breeze blow through me
I won't see your eyes again, you're rotting in your bed (in your head)

I try to find a piece of mind

Perspectives

I'm sorry about the debris
I know that it's not a sight to see
I should've crashed formally
I never meant for you to change my body

At the gates I'll stand asking you, "Do you remember me?"
So much time has passed since I left. Do you still think of me?
At the gates I'll stand asking you, "Do you remember me?"
I was the fool that made you late to work when I died on the I-17
I was only 17

The eb and flow of traffic goes its way
As they all drive by my scattered goddamn brains

A Minor Inconvenience

That wasn't who I planned to be
So emotionally displeased
I let my thoughts get the best of me
So suddenly deceased
Dress me formally

That wasn't who I planned to be
Having such a narrow point of view
My heartbreak got the best of me
Having such a fixed view of you
I always thought it was you

The pavement finally set me free
So peaceful, screeching siren sounds
No demons pulling on my strings
I heard a pen click in the clouds
Story's over now 
Struggle's over now
I am in the clouds

An Empty Orchestra

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