An Emo Song for Children from the 2000s (With A Long Title For Some Reason)

Stream of Consciousness. Anti-songwriting songwriting.  Being slowly sewed through with an evergreen whisper. Drone and alone but seldom lonely. Well-rounded and surrounded but rarely comforted.

Lyrics:
empty eye sockets burning through your breasts only naught
gone but gold memories are left shrouding pain
chilled mist blooms from the sept drudging on
we will
follow you home
if you want to know
how it ends
but if you don't 
burden our calm bones
then we'll just go
bled canvases

Past And Future Looms

Me trying to copy off of Mac Demarco and making whatever this is instead.

Lyrics:
Such a cross world, 
such a cross girl to be found 
in these parts.
Does a farce swirl, 
poured out an end of nothing
that never starts?

Ahhh well
here we go again

And you say "It’s nothing personal,"
But I’ve got these doubts on my mind.

Say that you’ve known me, hardly in a medieval sense
But you don’t know me, you’re just a parasite

Ahhh well
here we go again

And you say, "It's nothing personal,"
But I've got these doubts on my mind.

#nothinpersonal

One of the first full songs I've ever written. Each phrase can be interpreted as autobiographical and biographical of a friend of mine's experiences at the same time.

Lyrics:
We watched fallen summer locusts spinning on their heads
like some sort of awkward, desperate breakdance
like some child's toy top that you couldn't keep on
to save your life
that I couldn't keep on
to save my
Oh, it's that you can't see the failure that you are 
Oh, it's that you don't feel the strings that they pull
and you will follow the locusts home
and we will follow the locusts home
I am the middle man so I'm sure you'll cut me out
as soon as you can 
but soon you'll see the cold gives new meaning to the warmth
that lingers
Oh, it's that you don't see the failure that you are 
Oh, it's that you can't feel the strings that they pull
and you will follow the locusts home
and we will follow the locusts home
With all of the dog-eared bible pages you think one would turn to listen to reason
of what you just can't see
the fact that you
will never see
Oh, it's that you can't see the failure that you are 
Oh, it's that you can't feel the strings that they pull
and we will follow the locusts home
and you will follow the locusts home

Summer Locusts

Don't necessarily know, but maybe understand

shhhh

Lyrics:
Listener wait patiently
I'm sorting through the thoughts and sounds
caught in between
shock of refuge
as far as I can tell
and the same old hell
from whence I came

Silenced by my virgin serenade

Would you sing with me,
if you knew the words?
'Cause I can't hide these lines
can't hide this song
Anymore

Second verse in full swing
by now you've figured out just what I mean
this is all for you
well isn't it true?
It's the least I could do

To channel what my quiet thoughts convey

Would you sing with me
if you knew the words?
'Cause I can't hide these lines,
can't hide this song--

So much to say
and so much to prove
but I was the only one that didn't hear the news
and I was the only one that didn't have a clue

Would you sing with me
if you knew the words?
'Cause I can't hide these lines 
can't hide this song
Anymore

One Of Those Metafictional Love Songs

Lyrics: 
So long the things you gave away to me through sun-infested sleep
You know, you can't complain when all you have
are the secrets that you keep
From all those who love you
So now you've come to play this game with me
of try to pretend to try
The evening falls and freedom calls to feed you to the hungry night
Goodbye

You wanted a tall boy to see beyond the scope of your view
I couldn't be the man to stand firm from a giant's shoes
I wanted a pretty girl to love and lose everything she knew
You couldn't be that clean slate to tend to my wounds

And I don't know
why we are so broken all on our own but...

So gently trace away the shade from me
and soak in sympathy
for fated woes and boys who show you 
all those silly little things
And you let them

One last cry for empty sighs
and flirt with flames you'd taunt
You know, you can't complain when all you have
is anyone you want
Who do you want?

You wanted a tall boy to see beyond the scope of your view
I couldn't be the man to stand firm from a giant's shoes
I wanted a pretty girl to love and lose everything she knew
You couldn't be that clean slate to tend to my wounds

And I don't know
why we are so broken all on our own but...

[Instrumental]

You wanted a tall boy to see beyond the scope of your view
I couldn't be the man to stand firm from a giant's shoes
I wanted a pretty girl to love and lose everything she knew
You couldn't be that clean slate to tend to my wounds

And I know
we aren't so broken 
all on our own but...

That's what it feels like.


Tallboy

Lyrics:
gently in mourning
but already letting go
callused and humbled 
to forces beyond

control
what's learned and what's known
all these new souls seem to echo the old
it's such a vicious cycle

coffee in the morning
to stain away ghosts
bright mind and wide eyes
tired trust spinning out of

control 
what's learned and what's known
all these new souls seem to echo the old
it's such a vicious cycle

carey brooks