band stuff

very rough, needs some heavy rerecording, better vocals and real horns but you get the gist

Anyway, the sunbursts scarlets round my head
Lost in the morning, thoughts that we have left in bed
I carry it with me
I was wiser then 
bathed in the morning light with flames around my head

Keep your head up
You’re always gonna be
Alone from the neck up
You’re always gonna be
Alone 

Anyways, the sun burst a million years ago
Lost in the warming, as the entropy explodes
I carry it with me
Is it now or then? 
I carry it with me
In my porcelain head

Keep your head up
You’re always gonna be
Alone from the neck up
You’re always gonna be
Alone

scarlet (rough draft)

badly recorded and mixed

lyrics:

under the streetlamp
feet in the light
blood on the boardwalk
limp through the night
he said: “covet your instincts”
head filled with flies 
lent over to kiss me 
put the knife in my side 

stumbled the pavement
to flag down a ride
the wind seemed to whisper
through the hole in my side
through your mistake
you might still get it right
curled in the backseat
of the passengers side

passenger side (rough draft)

needs a lot of work

lyrics:
i was a lonely boy
passing for what you want

here on a lazy day 
cruising to melt away

i’d choke for you
you’d hold me too
slumped in your room
drunk on the fumes 

frozen
ocean
still in
motion
cloven
open 
sinews 
broken

trapped here by open streets
captive to summers heat 

sat by an open grave
smoking in twilight haze 

i’d choke for you
if you want me too
smoke in your room, 
your hair, your perfume

frozen
ocean
still in
motion
cloven
omen 
back is
broken

twilight haze(rough 1st draft)

rough

lyrics: 
from the spot where I am sitting
i can hear what you’re thinking
it speaks lonely, short revisions
it speaks muted television. 

you are bitter, sentimental 
a revolver atop the mantle
it sings sour and romantic 
in the flight path of the planets

satin revolver (rough 1st draft)

lyrics:
my feet are cold my head is wired
out underneath the Judas tree
is an absentee

his eyes are old his head is tired
all pooled up in the fallen leaves
is all he’s seen

these winding years will turn to grey
not knowing what I’m waiting for
what I’m waiting for
these whitened faces turn away 
each one no more than a corpse
more than a corpse

my head grows bald my heart grows tired
not knowing what I’m waiting for
just wait some more

so I stick around and light a fire 
and think “someone was here before” 
here before

judas tree (rough 1st Draft)

i wish i could sing or produce or play synths in time

lyrics:
You were always
Far behind
Speaking peculiar ways
Undefined 

I watched you silently
Run your lines
In our haunted house
Amusement ride

Talk about
Different things
All night

Brainwashed
Christmas trees
Fake light

All went
Different ways
That night

Oh god
Different leaves
Sunlight 

See your old friends
Dewy eyes
Working to the old same ends
A new disguise

You watch me silently
Hit rewind 
Artifice, memory
I don’t mind

Talk about
Different things
All night

Brainwashed
Christmas trees
Fake light

All went
Different ways
That night

Oh god
Different leaves
Sunlight

passenger side (rough draft)

Possum Kid