Little did I know 

The things I’d come to regret

Little did I know 

The paths I’d have to retread

Little did I know 

Where I would end up

Little did I know 

Where I wouldn’t stop

There’s so much I can tell

When o look into your eye

Little can I know 

from the words that you describe

Little did I know

From everything you say

So little had I known

My predictions went astray

Little did I know

You couldn’t represent 

Little did I know

How I’d grow to resent



But now all that know

When I look into your eyes

I can see your desire

Windows don’t tell lies

And I’m after it 

I’m chasing after it


I’m chasing after it

Chasing After It

I’d have believed it if you told me so

And I would have let it go

I take my cues from a fucking horoscope 

Cause I got nowhere to go, nowhere to go

So I’ll let ease and convenience carry me

Cause I got nowhere to be 

And I won’t Change my mind if you let me know cause I don’t really wanna know 



You’d pick up arms to defend your family 

And you do it righteously 

Kill or be killed that’s a tragedy, and I

Hope that you can see

Please allow me just this one cliche

And then that’s all I’ll say

An eye for an eye it makes the whole world blind, so you can just stand in line 



You say fear is not our enemy

We’ll respectfully the fearful are not free

You and yours would use it tactically 

To secure your authority

Train us to believe in scarcity , to fear per

Chance not having enough to eat

Make perpetual examples of the poor


Enslave the morally weak

No Where to Be

Something Amiss

Nickle and dimed I’m  broke again.                  

Flip it around and empty it

You can’t stay here any more 

Either get out, order one more

Got my feet off of his floor



Wound and rewound, I’ve spun ahead

Another house and someone’s 

bed

I won’t say things any more

Socrates is on the floor

Jesus Christ our superstar



Can’t seem to keep a level head

He always did and now he’s dead

I cant do this any more 

I’m just darkening the door 

Living lies, no nevermore 

And you could say

I’ve not ever been to blame

A youthful array 

Of color light and senseless pain

And I would would live it all againX2



Are you living here or are you lead?

How much of this is in your head? 

Who authorized my internment?  

Where shall my service be lent

And for what profit to the world?



Don’t press your luck with mortal men

They point the gun it points back at them



Query above any pay grade

And watch their friendly smile fade

More of that, you’re out the door



And you could say 

I’ve not ever been to blame

A youthful array

Of color, light, and senseless pain

And I would do it all again


And I would do it all again

Nickel And Dime

I’m not here to ruffle your feathers

I fear that the change in the weather

Might tear at the tatters and tethers we  wear



It’s not clear what are all your intentions

It endearing that you’d come to hang out

And i’m afraid I’ll have nothing to say when we talk



It’s cold in all of northern Ohio 

I’m told that if  the sun could come out

That The chill and the snow and the cold cold melt away



I feel shame at the way that you act

You contain the truth and put on an act

You’re free but you act like you’re trapped in a cage



Hold back you would hate to embarrass

You’re on track, you can say that she’s the fairest


You’ve had which is why fight or flight, do or die

Fight Or Flight

He can see with his one eye open 

On the road with all his records broken 

offered his peace and he offered a token

At least there is no time for hoping

Closing in and the dark is growing 

those concerned have foregone knowing

Head down, neck out, she’s exposing

Hand’s worthless and I am folding



Drives an old Chevy and it just won’t quit  got pissed when a bitch threw some shade on it

Clocked in the jaw and that shut up his shit but can’t hide a shiner when I show for my shift

Too hung over to complete a task but I

Reach in my pocket and pull out a flask

Drunk it all down, all gone don’t ask

Take a bottle to work to help the time pass



Mount a bar stool just to ask if she’s taken

Badly misjudged her marital situation

Didn’t mean no harm he had taken a liking to

the way her hair’s up, thought it was quite striking

man took offense and then it was on

Knock down drag out blood on the lawn

Never had brains and no he never had brawn 



Put the Kaibash on a former love

Can’t help thinkin that he wasn’t enough

Maybe she ended it without his consent when she took off and left him with  her half of the rent

All in all it wasn’t a bad deal

Cutie had a booty that’d make him squeal

sugar could shake it like it paid the rent

When she gave it all up had him pupping a tent



She won’t let me run away cause I don’t have no place to stay

So I guess here I will remain until there dawns the break of day

Whence I will up and take my leave affording her some slight reprieve from my attitude and my grief and my antisocial beliefs 



I promise that I will try to answer calls and look in eyes but when I do not do so please assume it’s not personal


I am young and I am old and I am strong and I am weak and I’m whatever gods imagination wants from me

Kibosh

It isn’t little when it’s real and it’s affecting your head like where you eat and where you sleep, it’s where you lay In your bed.

Just give it up and delegate what’s left, decide how you’re fed.

Walk in line and toe the tip of wherever that you’re led.

Mind the gap between yourself and what they tell you instead.

Give it up for what’s above for fear of biting the lead.

Do for you and go as far as you can possibly get, can’t answer questions for you. I got no way to know that.

You’re on your own, you’ll die alone behind a barrier that is held above your head by those beside your hospital bed.

They’ll try to pull you down to tie you to their favorite place here in this exact point inside of all time and space.

In simultaneous importance and

 insignificance they’ll invite you to break bread with them and stay in their tent

like the children of a god who evidently exists for psychopathic purposes consistent with a sadist.

Every outstretched hand will be balled up  in a fist when we’re all looking for help in a collective crisis.

Can’t build a ventilator out of fish and baskets of bread, ask him for a stone he’ll give a glass of water instead.



I don’t want a concession from the hand of the king.

I want him dead, I wanna pass out every one of his things.

I wanna see the smile alight the face of all of the the damned

When then light of salvation slips and falls from his hand

Watch it crash to the floor and shatter with a splash

god’s metaphysical hoard will fall right in your lap

We all will dance in the dew of distress on the day he  gave up and god made a mess .

I want the power for the people who will need it to live,

I want each one of us to get more than the sum of what she gives, 

I want the profits of work to affect how we live.



I want potential in all humans to be realized by them as individuals embedded in particular fates according to the obstacles which chance has put in our way to fully exercise the interests formed in infinite space, total commitment to maximizing positive ways for folks to trek a worthy course over a couple decades.

Raise some kids for whose lives you will not be ashamed, pass on something good enough for human beings to gain that could reasonably be called a life not led in vain.



In your name I wasn’t willing to die



In my mind’s eye living life is for life



For the sake of trying out this kind



Cure for boredom in the quiet of night

A Life Not Led In Vain

Didn’t ask
Didn’t ask for this

Take it in 
Taste it for the thrill
Abandon tensions between couples and will
Suck it up
you’re in for a fight
My mood is dark I’m gonna black out the light

Motion Sickness

If I could touch the ground 
And open up a cavern
I’d plumb the depths of all
That you can’t even fathom
You’re on a narrow track
Knowing not good or ill
I’d teach you all you want
If you’re in for a thrill
You’ll walk above it all
Over all of the seasons
You’ll take it standing tall
And know all of your reasons
For taking what you want
Without regard to what it costs
And treating caution as something 
To be tossed 
Wasted potent stages of alternate being
Wherein you might prove to all of
Us why you’re worth something 
Open your mind to what 
I set in front of you and
Absorb the information which enables transformation

Watch iridescent light ascend the heavens
Allow the hope of life to fade like your intentions
Your dreams are smothered by
The weight of circumstances
You’ll find your place in life
Without much navigation
Your heart is guided by 
Shiny abominations
Time is a product of
Magnetic domination 
X axis tilts and y
Finds it’s orientation
Your destiny and mine 
A cosmic degradation

Cosmic Degradation

Silently From Thee

Blood Red Summer Cover

Despite What You've Been Told Cover

And I said
If you won’t wrap your arms around me
And ask me where I’d rather be 
Then I will make no further query 
As to where you may end up later

And I said 
If you can’t bother to be bothered
Then I won’t ever meet your father 
And we wont have to explain 
Or justify every one of our trists

And it’s set
The stone that makes up our foundation
Impervious to all incantations
And every manifestation of bad will

But the wind
That blows across the fields in my mind
Is threatening to undermine
The illusion of security that we’ve won 

I won’t accept your answer
I won’t take your word
The thing about the two of us
Seems to be lack Of rapport
W

And I said
 for lack of any better options
I’d try to take your hopes and stomp them
No look of disappointment on your face

When pressed
I won’t admit any of my weakness
I’ll test your intellect with vagueness
And how you are able to stick to a point 

Well instead
Of examining any of my insides
Perhaps you’d prefer to fly
Among my tangents and my fancies till we die

I won’t accept your answer
I won’t take your word
The thing about the two of us
Seems to be lack Of rapport

Trist

I wouldn’t ask for something else
I wouldn’t be somebody else
If it was left entirely up to me
If it was left entirely up to me

You shouldn’t kiss away the pain 
I know it hurts but it won’t stain
You should let it dry on the clothes you wear
Just let it dry on the clothes you wear

I wouldn’t be somebody else
I haven’t been beside myself 
I am entirely stable 
Leave it all entirely up to me 

I wouldn’t say that I’m the best 
But I can get myself well dressed
Every day I comb all my hair to the back
Every day I comb all my hair to the back

The hypocrites and sycophants 
Who barf their bags and shit their pants
Can all enirely truck clucks off
They can all entirely truck my clocks

I talk about myself a lot
Everyone else can die and rot
Every day I comb all my hair to the side
Every day I comb all my hate to the side

All in vain I hide what’s concealed inside
A little leaks even though I try to fight
News flash! I’m goddamned in love with you
 Newsflash! I’ve got all this love for you

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