blame it, call it a need but now i see clearer than ever before
so wasted on the fumes so trouble succeeds like never before 

 on and on we’ll play our favorite songs 
and it goes on and on trapped in this suspense

blame it on the drinks but now i see clearer than ever before 
so troubled with this life more ordinary than historic 
so empty, than malicious. when its hard to see beyond you’re own time 
so haunted by my thoughts a bottle of weller insures they never get out 

it goes on and on we’ll play our favorite songs 
and it on and on we’re trapped in this suspense 
it goes on and on we’ll play someone else songs 
it goes on and on we’re trapped in this suspence 

its goes on and on we’re trapped in this suspense
it goes on and on we’ll play your favorite songs 
its goes on and on we’re trapped in this suspense
it goes on and on we’ll play your favorite songs

Whiskey & Transparency

if we could just spend the day i know we’d work it out
there are so many things we could grow into
and any words unsaid would haunt future conversation 
this is a turning point we’re free enough, we’re free enough

held out in our small apartment 
a music back drop sinking with the sun
i held you close until we breathed as one 
music for the evening
music for the evening 
music for someone 

if we could just leave it all i know it would feel better
there are so many things that demand each others time
and we could just feed the clock all we hope to be
and if any words escape we could just work them out 
but for now i guess we’re free enough 
but for now i guess we’re free enough 

held out in our small apartment 
a music back drop sinking with the sun
i held you close until we breathed as one 
music for the evening
music for the evening 
music for the evening

Music For The Evening

the time has come for some sun kissed son to face the day to play his part 
but ellipsism takes a tole on his stressed out soul 
because being present just was never enough

i want to know better 
in youths provincial pull
but thoughts they only thicken
with each passing day

the mild light of her sweet smile that take it in all at once
with reflections of a cryptic cause and the will of hers to out-last us all
but somethings are better left, unsaid outlaid 

i want to know better 
in youths provincial pull
but thoughts they only thicken
with each passing day

Ellipsism

long rest his should through peppered shades of grey 
and i, i won’t lie this will hurt you more than them 
and you’ll spend your remaining days living out a childhood lie
because quick passes the time and you would rather pass it on 

and you’ll find another to carry your heart of lead
and you’ll find another to carry your heart of lead 

dear death do depart us all and relieve you troubled mind 
because time is just a game we play the little thing escape us all
counting on the love you’ve spent to return in the end
destructive to this life we live but we know it wont return
so quick passes the and you would rather pass it on
and you’ll spend your days living out a childhood lie

and you’ll push your poison and you’ll only take
and you’ll push your poison and you’ll only take 

and you’ll find another to carry your heart of lead 
and you’ll find another to carry your heart of lead

Heart Of Lead

you’re on your best behavior only to prove us wrong
and you’ve seen the worse of someones best going to make a clean escape 

oh, dreaming from a broken home well i guess so
and oh, a message from a broken heart too hard to hold 

militant doves off the shore line going to steal your pride and joy 
you’re on some sick sense of reason going to spend your days all alone 
one year of counsel little too cheap to hold onto 

oh, dreaming from a broken home well i guess so
and oh, a message from a broken heart too hard to hold 

a shell shocked buzz letting my second guesses come to life 
its a test just not divine, coming half past the best time

Militant Doves

sinking even further than i knew even two could go
way out in the water where all things blend into one 

what makes you think that they would hesitate?
why would they make it theirs when its your mistake?
thats what happens when you go off on your own
thats what happens when you bring it all back home 

a call from a low-key morning that rises (rises) thought up from the dead
stuck sober by that rise, you’ll try hard not you regret 
caustic and cryptic in the way your friends carry yourself 
head held high through the decline where word mean just way too much

 what makes you think that they would hesitate?
why would they make it theirs when its your mistake?
thats what happens when you go off on your own
thats what happens when you bring it all back home

Way Out In The Water

we’ll count freckles in the night sky
and dream of futures we may never see
so won’t you dream with me

 and we’ll let the st. Lawrence hold us through the night
feel the pulse, end this fight, make this your home tonight 

the tyrant son rises slowly 
to show me, time must resist slowly
and drown out the faint

and well let the st. Lawrence hold us through the night
feel this pulse, end this fight, make this your home tonight

Saint Lawrence River Blues

its not the way that you spent your days
its not the bitter sweet on display
its the whole yet damaged mind
thats been broken into too many times
its not the way that you carry yoursel
or the way we cared about someone else once
if we only knew another way to do the 
things that brakes your mothers heart 
its the simple glow thats died away
the devil inside who is out to play

 oh it was easy you disconnect your self 
and oh it was easy accept for someone else 
and oh it haunts us to think of something else 
and oh it was easy to disconnect ourselves

its a silly sight now look away 
we were way too proud so we killed our day
if you’d only go and ask me why id say
those were the things that made our dreams seem so clear
sits a silly slip to full dismay
the devil inside whose out to play
if we only knew another way to do the things that breaks out mothers heart 

 oh it was easy you disconnect your self 
and oh it was easy accept for someone else 
and oh it haunts us to think of something else 
and oh it was easy to disconnect ourselves

its not the way that you spent your days
its not the bitter sweet on display
its the whole yet damaged mind
thats been broken into too many time
its not the way that you carry yourself
or the way we cared about someone else once

Disconnect

a cold wind is killing autumn and cutting me to pieces 
but I’m still lost here by default call it faulty wiring 
drown out my days and i can here them crying
drown out the year am i slowly dying 

and how can we live this way?
with so little on the line
i will turn my head in shame
too tired to find a way 

can sell it as it is now with a real time smile 
cold sinks into my marrow and calling card too inviting
church bells then rang it was some kind of holiday
but i never knew its presence never partook anyway
drown out my days and i can hear them crying
drown out the year and i slowly dying 

and how can we live this way?
with so little on the line
i will turn my head in shame
too tired to find a way 

so don’t, don’t you worry about it now
so don’t don’t you worry (cry) about it now

Death by landscape

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