That's Homophobic

Do you remember disaster, the panic on the morning after?
The fervor and the fire, compared to the stillness of the water
Am I gonna miss you when I’m older or is growth just the natural order?
I’m thinkin I might just apologize but I wonder, would it matter?
I kinda like singin in the darkness, you can’t see all the faces I make
When I contort my throat to hit those notes that are just a little out of my range
And I won’t change the melody because it’s already written
And it’s perfect as it is so it won’t need revision
And it is easy to see the flaw in your foundation, but ain’t the hardest step always admission

She wrote my name on her leg
Fall asleep on the couch, weave your fingers into the fold or disappear in the sound
Either way, I’m starting over at the very first sight of light
But I’m walking home tonight…

I am a backyard barbecue, the still glass surface of a swimming pool
And you are the lost souls passing through in the middle of a sunday afternoon
Just dreaming of a world worth waiting for, mine is the window yours is the door
I’m in the corridor and you’re on the ocean floor with all the sunken stomachs
You sent down there to explore with all your talk of saying goodbye

You should move down here
We can be together, we can be friends
Far away from the poisonous liquid
You don’t have to drink it, you just have to swim

But from right where I’m standing
I can see the ocean and the fires
All the hollow fantasies that made so many families 
Believe in a world without evil, without judgement, or without fear
And if I can’t find it here, then why do I feel so guilty still?

At least you still got the window seat
My failed attempt at sympathy
Are we even prepared for an emergency if it all goes to hell?
It’s funny but I’m having trouble smiling when you say the kind of things you’re saying to me
Everything has to end eventually I guess I knew you well
And if it hurts that bad then leave the door wide open and don’t plan on coming back
And I’ve seen the feeling come back to life, so put your faith in mine
And it’ll be just like riding a bike

You should move over here
We can get together we can be a band
Far away from the people that hate us
They have their reasons, but we have a van

But from right where I’m standing 
I can see the red light of the morning
I still haven’t packed my bags for the journey 
But I can see the ocean and the fires
All the boring pleasantries that made so many families
Decide that it’s not inspiration but rather what you do with it
Before you lose it
So then why, do I feel so guilty? I guess it must be personal
But I’ll put those nameless faces to rest
And maybe face the right direction, I don’t know if it won’t still fall apart
But it’s a pretty good place to start

So no, I don’t wanna talk about the afternoon
I don’t feel like changing anytime soon
Still I am gonna make it 
With or without you

Crash Landing

How long are you just gonna stand there before you get the picture
Maybe there’s nothing in the water and it was all in your head?
Memories are just a hard drive away
It’s only yesterday we took our bikes out for a ride by the lake
Old friends, how long has it been?
Let’s all put in the effort to not wait to get together such a long long time again
Cause we don’t notice when the world goes passing by
Isn’t it always cold as ice when all you’re doing is waiting for the summer to arrive?

And by the time it finally did I had laid it to rest
The way the sun paints the landscape blue and yellow right before it sets
and then

I heard they sold your house, and I’m sorry
I heard they shut the Amberton shortcut down, and I’m sorry
I heard about your Grandmother and my heart goes out to your family
But we talked about reality like it was never gonna end up happening
And now just look at me…

I’m at a loss
In my head it doesn’t even seem that long
My window’s open, I can leave whenever I want
But I don’t know if the fall would kill you, or if the winter wouldn’t finish you off
I’ll need enough luck finding out so long as I’m still too scared to jump
…and I’m still too scared to jump

I’ll stay as long as it takes
I’m not supposed to tell you, but knowing me, I may
I’m afraid goodbyes don’t work that way, but I won’t forget today
We lost the war we fought to not have to go away

But sometimes you just have to disappear in the sound
I don’t wanna come back until I’ve got a few things figured out 
and now

I heard they put a new freeway through town, that’s funny
I hear they’re tearing the Amberton wall back down, and that’s god damn funny
I heard about your wedding and I send my love to you 
But didn’t we talk about settling down one day like it was something we’d never do
And now just look at you…

I’m at a loss
In my heart, it didn’t even seem that wrong
You stopped sleeping over, I guess it meant more to you than I thought
But you could tell by the way the days start slipping away, that was not the best way to behave
I should have apologized, I should have gone home and thrown it away
I guess my worst regret is never going back to finish the job
My window’s open, I can’t seem to keep it shut
But in this heat it was never the best idea to have your hair that long
But oh when the autumn came, I cut it all right off
I cut it alright

When The Autumn Came

Change Of Mind

Peter O'Meara's Album

Copa intro demo

Carbon fibre frame
Brand spankin' new handlebar tape
Got the sticker with the hometown represent;
Everybody knows where I'm from when I'm ridin' it

I got it from my friend
Before he moved away
And I rode the shit out of it
Down on campus...

Ridin' flyin'
[...] not even tryin'
I had the time of my life
until one night....

My bike was stolen
I guess I rode it enough
Now I'm sleepin' with the door unlocked
In case they want the rest of my stuff
But if they want my dignity
or the padlock they left behind
I hid them in a secret place
That no one will ever find
But I dare anyone to try

Guilty, sorrow
Feelin' like there's no tomorrow
Lookin' out of every window
Thinkin' why, how
Is someone watching me right now?
I guess there's nothing else to do

I miss you....

Dear Bike, I'm sorry
Just know this wasn't my choice
Are you out there somewhere
Making someone else overjoyed?
Cause its not like you don't exist
You're just not mine anymore
And I'll never get over it
Maybe everything's gonna be fine
Either way, I'm walking home tonight

I'm walking home tonight

My bike was stolen
So I'm walking home tonight...

My Bike Was Stolen

Angelo Avenue Demos

Ghosts

Ring in the NEW DECADE with an OLD SONG. Featuring all new HD graphics and updated guitar playing: Experience this classic The Eggs of Thursday track like never before! 

The 2013 Vine Street All Star Series No. 3

"THE PROMISED LAND"


'So take me to the promised land
So we can break our promise once again
I said I'd always be your friend
But to me that's a promise I should keep...'

THE PROMISED LAND

Everybody Wants Some

ZOMBIES (2020) 
artwork: Zombie Playground
by Jason Chan



my cold corpse as it crawls across the earth
	maybe in the morning i’ll remember what i deserve
cancel all my plans drawing bodies on the grass
	contemplate faith but you cant really kill the dead
cut across the yard and the yard i must defend
	imaginary gashes haven’t healed all the way yet
the kind of bad dreams they will never understand
	i’ll never be as proud as the day i killed my friends

we’ll be the good guys we’ve lived here the longest
and you can be the zombies
we’ll chase you around the whole cul-de-sac
when i tag you on the back
that means you’re dead and i cut off your head
in the night we’ll fall down and die
but we’ll all be back again

keep your voice down now we gotta get outta here fast
	they’re never gonna catch me i’m better at running than that
a fire in my lungs that an ice cold grip unfurls
	there won’t be room for us both at the end of the world
bodies are quick with no soul to help decide
	if i’m old enough to deal with leaving a friend behind
i’ll come back for you, i promise into lifeless eyes
	i wanna go home but you left me here to die

we’ll be the good guys we’ve lived here the longest
and you can be the zombies
we’ll chase you around the whole cul-de-sac
when i tag you on the back
that means you’re dead and i cut off your head
in the night we’ll fall down and die
but we’ll all be back again

keep your laces tied
the last standing neighborhood tonight
whatever you need to survive
	if we’ll all be back again this time tomorrow 
	i’ll show you my friend
	i’ll never break a sweat again
	or never run out of breath again
i’m ready to go inside

Ghosts

PTO