Little Victories

Desperate eyes of mine, hazel marbles of cold
Searching for love divine, finding nothing to hold
The flames have flickered out all the air left to breathe
Darkness came rushing out, now it's all that I see
We're beautiful as we break

Words, words I can't recall
Return in droves to haunt my soul
All has vanished in the storm
So take my heart and keep it warm

Like soldiers marching on we are lost and alone
Our faith was not that strong, hold on tight as you fall
With nothing left to pretend we're imitating ourselves
We're beautiful as we break

Words, words I can't recall
Return in droves to haunt my soul
All has vanished in the storm
Won't you take my heart and keep it warm

Beautiful As We Break

I never believed that moments, moments in history
Were statues or fixed points in time
But time has become a shadow to shadow my memories
And play upon this troubled mind
Nobody else is going to make, make this hurt any less
I circle somewhere near my best
And I just don't know what I want

You keep on talking bout windows, windows that open
As the doors shut closed around our hearts
But can you convince me of a beautiful purpose
In the sum of all these little parts?
When all you can see are chances, chances we lost
And it's so easy to count up all the cost
When you just don't know what you want

I don't remember when you left my side
And I don't know how to replace what was once mine
So now I'm staring at the time wondering where these minutes went

Windows

You see the rose amongst the thorns
You feel the calm before the storm
You watch the casualty unfold before your eyes
Could we start this all again?
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
But there's nothing left to say although you've tried

Take a wrecking ball to all the bricks and mortar around your heart
To wash away graffiti stains that plaster on your arm
The cracks upon the surface just reveal the little scars
It's hard to know that this is who we are

So you sing for yesterday
Watch the notes all float away
It's the sweetest serenade I've ever heard
We forget what we have learnt
Like we want to feel the hurt
And we're searching for fool's gold round every turn

Take a wrecking ball to all the bricks and mortar around your heart
To wash away graffiti stains that plaster on your arm
The cracks upon the surface just reveal the little scars
It's hard to know that this is who we are

You see the rose amongst the thorns
You feel the calm before the storm
It doesn't hurt you anymore

Bricks And Mortar

Well I wonder who stole all the silence?
All this pointless sound that won’t seem to quiet
Set sail on the seas of truth and enlightenment now

Distance will end the fairweather friends
And the tide is so strong it’s surely hellsent
Cause my bearings are gone, there’s no compass here
And I’m lost

I’ve fallen to pieces

So hold me please
Guide me through storms and the lightning
That caught me offside and I’m blindly
Reaching for your open arms
So hold me

The skyline is a distant horizon
Stark frozen nights and dreams that turn violent
Hope can hang on in the direst of times
But I’m lost

I’ve fallen to pieces now

So hold me please
Guide me through storms and the lightning
That caught me offside and I’m blindly
Reaching for your open arms
So hold me


Compass

We can wait for the morning sun
To shine a light on the things to come
Say a prayer to a secret god
Today will turn out the way we want
But time steals our days from us
There never seems to be enough
We compromise and look what we become

You wish you liked the people around you more
But they take away more than you bargained for
We forget the things that bring us joy
That bring us joy

We fly ten thousand miles
To start anew our brand new lives
We believe some distant light
Is going to make us satisfied
But faith and fate aren't going to change
The ache inside your heart today
A little belief in you is all it takes

We drink away all of our loose change
We want to feel pleasure with no pain
We fall in love far too much
With bodies but not souls
You wish you liked the people around you more
But they take away more than you bargained for
We forget the things that bring us joy
All the things that bring us joy

Now we all live in the prime of our lives
We forget we all live in the prime of our lives

Prime Of Our Lives

I drink you in with this local wine
An ocean stretched into your eyes
In another place, another time, we could be...
A postcard sent, a memory kept
No moments lost on me just yet
You take my hand and lead me through Bairro Alto
And all these streets, they feel like home

Will you hold a little flame?
Keep the tinder warm inside on colder days
In another time, another place
We'll combine the fires and make them burn again
Oh, it feels like home

Lips that speak in foreign tongues
Hands that make me feel this young
All roads have lead me to this one, we could be...
We don't have to do anything I know
Getting caught is half the fun though
We dance our way, we sway into the summer days
And one last time our hands let go

Will you hold a little flame?
Keep the tinder warm inside on colder days
In another time, another place
We'll combine the fires and make them one again

It feels like home with you

Bairro Alto

Shake it off, shake the thought that’s lodged inside your head
There’s nothing more and nothing less that you can do with it
It doesn’t help to be circling like a carousel around yourself

Little chains connect to become a giant thing
Like a beast that’s been in hiding beyond an errant sea
And it comes all at once – our place in this big machine

Is it so? Cause I don’t want to know
That my time is up
And if so then I don’t want to go
Cause I’ve got so much
I’ve got so much left to give

It’s a fool who believes that we’re alone in this
So I’ll make something to leave behind for someone else
If we rest we will rust upon the ocean bed
So take your courage and release the power through your hands

Is it so? Cause I don’t want to know
That my number is up
And if so then I don’t want to go
Cause I’ve got so much
I’ve got so much left to give

We have lost all of our best laid plans
But courage lies between our hands
It’s the only thing to see this through


Rest To Rust

Buoyant

Chasing Lightning

Malvina Parade is a moniker Josh Toyer uses to play sounds that he makes...usually alone, playing with gadgets...sometimes with others, playing with harmonies.