lyrics:
you are so serene
enveloped in a calm demeanor
a cool, late night at the lake my friends
just us and some moon white lines
 
and we’ll smoke our cigarettes
while you dabble in my darkness
its an intricate mess, a spider web, a cess pool of substances
oohh let's discuss
what it's like to die
what we think is up there
in the sky, drunk and with a fire in your eye
denounce what your fathers led by

tell me whats on your mind
tell me what rules you live by
lets get a little numb
talk of the hollow stars and their shine
and if we sin in the moonlight i won’t mind
i won’t mind i won’t mind

so go ahead kids, go smoke your weed 
party and fuck until your little brains bleed
I'll be happily alone with my records
makin' love in my mind to past lovers 
a toast, to each his own,
a toast, to each his own


demeanor

glance outside your window with me
and we’ll come to see the mountains and the trees
well let me part our two seas 
we’ll watch the stars rain down
god’s very own pyramid scheme

exchange our happiness, our glee
a futile attempt to make ends meet 
but the wicked don’t rest so easy
take it, take it from me 

i’ll give you a first hand glance at the ways of the wind
and we’ll precede on from there 
the constellations are easy to see but lines in between are scarce 
i don’t know what promises they made 
but my discontent, i imagine, is quite a bait 
but you, you’re a little different 

you see the world without resistance
i’d like to read a book with you,
or show you a record or two 
or drown together in a sea of rooms 
yeah you, there’s lots of things id like to do
yeah, with you



You Give Me A Little, Hope

i enjoy having you in my head
my compass has been a little off
baby I’m heading towards the stars
burn me, burn me, don’t ya see
this world was not made for me
but the sky is wide, and i can’t say i care
heading down the highway
the light behind me poisoned my skin 
and in my hand i held a pen
i scratched words through the seat
nobody noticed me
and they went like this

"i can’t say that I’m ready to leave
but i can’t say i won’t like the sea
your bourbon brown eyes are begging me to stay
but i just can’t get away"

your pretty prose is heartbreaking 
your hair is a noose around my neck
our days are numbered darling
the clouds are collapsing inward
 the nights are getting shorter
 
the records we played will remain abstinent 
the songs i wrote will remain unplayed 
i just wish you were as fleeting as the moon 

 

Matt