When you turn out the lights,
call it a night,
I know I'm not on your mind,
or at anytime.
And it your heart,
I'm absent,
but in mine,
you're still present.
I need to get over you,
get over this.

I know,
I should go.
I should be leaving,
Just always overthinking.
I know,
I should go.

Tell me,
how does it feel to be perfect.
I'll tell you how it feels to be a ghost.
Was this even worth it.
I want to let go,
but time won't.

I know,
I should go.
I should be leaving,
Just always overthinking.
I know,
I should go.

So am I anywhere to be found.
Because you still linger around.
Like the clouds.
But these skies won't clear up.
Tell me how I was good enough.

Wake

Paperweight

Recently told my friend I liked her, and wrote this song and yeah... 
Lyrics:
I've only felt this way,
once or twice,
in my whole life.
Your the one who invades my dreams at night.
Making it so I can't sleep but that's all right.
And you're always on my mind,
all the time.

I told you the truth.
Should I make the next move?
Do you feel the same way I do?
Should I make the next move?

I love your smile.
I love how your eyes exclaim,
"Surprise, surprise."
Now I can truly see 
what those Cure songs mean.
You're just like Heaven,
You're just like a dream.

I told you the truth.
Should I make the next move?
Do you feel the same way I do?
Should I make the next move?

[*Untitled]

New song off my band [Au]'s new self-titled EP

Rumination

I've Changed

Mindy's Song

One of the many songs I've written but I actually like this one...

Lights (acoustic)

New experimental song, with just my voice, an acoustic, my synth and a crappy keyboard drums... 

Lyrics:

Open up those eyes.
The ones that mesmerize.
The stars in your hair,
The stars in your stare.
I think about the universe all the time.
You're always on my mind,
And at night,
You're with me,
In my dreams.
But lately, I've been losing sleep.

You say I have a chance,
But it'll be hard.
I swear, I promise to try my best,
To lift your heavy heart.

Keith Brandvold