SINCERE IMPOSTER has a little bit of folk, country & blues in his blood... Here are some favorite covers and a bunch of new originals that he loves to write & perform whenever the winds move him.

...a little bit FOLK

LYRICS:
A salvation army band played
The children drank lemonade
And the morning lasted all day
All day

And through an open window came
Like Sinatra in a younger day
Pushing this town away
Away

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
Life in a Northern Town

They sat on the stony ground
And he took a cigarette out
And everyone else came down
To listen

He said, in Winter 1963
It felt like the world would freeze
With John F Kennedy
And the Beatles

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
Life in a northern town

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
All the work shut down

The evening turned to rain
Watched as water rolled down the drain
As we followed him on down
To the station

And though he never would wave goodbye
You see it written in his eyes
And as the train rolls out of sight
Good bye

hey ah ma ma ma
ma nye ah nye ah
hey ah ma ma ma
hey-ah na-e-yah
Life in a northern town

Take it easy on yourself
All the work shut down
Where ya goin' now?
We'll get up again

Societies hard
Makes it easier to fall
We will get up once again
Life in a northern town

Northern Town

LYRICS:
Once upon a time
There was this scared little kid
Who hid in boxes stuck in closets
Where the boogey man lived

The darkness filled his mind
With thoughts of scary old things
So he closed his eyes
Pretended to be dead

Now that boy's a man
Who sees the truth in everything
Believin' every day in death
The devils in disguise

He hides in boxes made from plywood
Painted in cyanide
The truth be told
He sold his soul

For nothing
Sold his soul for nothing
Sold his soul for nothing much
For nothing much has changed

Way back
Darkness laced dark hallways
With visions dipped with dread
Where voices cloaked in silence
Weave in and out of your head

You are now are strong
To fight the fight
You look so bold
Yet you're so contrite

Your frame grows thin
Both shoulders cave
You're halfway in
This shallow grave

Cuz nothing
Nothing much has changed
You're still afraid
Afraid that you're still that kid
For nothing
Nothing much has changed
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Sincere Imposter writes and performs ONE-TAKE KITCHEN POP DEMOS,
unpolished gems & first cuts of new song ideas for future production.
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Written & performed by Sincere Imposter
Produced  by  King Theta

Nothing Much Has Changed

LYRICS:
My daddy just died
Here in his house
During the light morning rain

Thought of myself
When I was young and unafraid of
Everything

Thought everyone
Would live for long endless days
Catchin' sun in our hands
Til we squeeze so hard
That it all slips past
Our tiny fists

Let it go
And be all right
Know that a brand new baby boy
Is almost here
To do it again
Do it again
With my son

Carry my love
Carry my love
To the other side

Carry my love
Carry his love
To carry on

Carry my love
Carry my love

Looking back at yesterday
Didn't do everything I should have done
But I'll be okay
Cuz I accept my imperfections

Pass this weakness
Down the line
Let him know
That he's just fine

Be yourself
Mistakes are made
Accept sad days
Just like this one

Way back in the past
I was so afraid
Nothing would last as
Long as the sun shines

Now that I'm older
And filled with doubt
Reachin' out to new baby hands
Catchin' the sunshine in his tiny fists

Lies on his back, lookin' on upward
With the same look that I have right now
And as I stare into his soulful eyes
I know that he will

Carry my love
Carry my love
To the other side

Carry m' love
Carry his love
To carry on
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Sincere Imposter writes and performs one-take Kitchen Pop Demos, unpolished gems & first cuts of new song ideas for future production.
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To Carry On

LYRICS:
an acoustic dreamwave interpretation of Linkin Park's reflective "Shadow of the Day", a soulful song about loss, memories, sorrow and ultimately acceptance
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I close both locks below the window
I close both blinds and turn away
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way

The sun will set for you
The sun will set for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you

In cards and flowers on your window
Your friends all plead for you to stay
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way

And the sun will set for you
The sun will set for you, for you
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you

For you

And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
The shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you
For you, for you
For you, for you

The Sun Will Set

LYRICS:
I'm sitting in the corner seat
Of a late-night lounge
Slow tap my feet
As the lady sings my favorite brand
Of smokey, smokey blues

She moves so very tenderly
Wearin' blue velvet dress
Swayin' jewelry
And I'm feeling too good for
Anyone to understand
How I feel inside these bones
Feel inside this skin

Gazin' straight, gold'n saxophone
I feel so full, but I'm all alone
How could anything feel so right
Rhythm's clean and tight

Don't need to run
Don't need to go
The best times are
When we-movin' slow
At least that's what-I-know

No one's around
To hear the sound
Of sweet jazzy fueled improvisation

Well ...
There's an old guy sittin' at the bar
Could be me in 30 years
Drinkin' too much scotch
Downs a couple of beers

I know it all too well
That one day could be me
But no troubles tonight
Sweet blues in the air
Lady wearing velvet
For us, no despair

We're going to be all right
Everybody needs a good tonight
To feel comfortable inside your bones
To feel good beneath the sun

Don't need to run
Don't need to go
The best times are
When we-movin' slow
At least that's what I know
That's just what I know
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Blue Velvet Lounge

LYRICS:
Stuck on you
Got this feeling down deep
In my soul that I just can't lose
Guess I'm on my way

Needed a friend
And the way I feel now
Guess I'll be with you till the end
Guess I'm on my way
Mighty glad you stayed

Glad you stayed

I'm stuck on you
Been a fool too long
Guess it's time for me to come on home 
Guess I'm on my way

So hard to see
That a squirrel like you
Could wait around for a squirrel like me
Guess I'm on my way

Mighty glad you stayed
Please stay

Oh, I'm leaving on that
Midnight train tomorrow
And I know just where I'm goin'

I've packed up my troubles
And I've thrown them all away

Cuz this time little darling
I'm coming home to stay

I'm stuck on you
Got this feeling down deep
In my soul that I just can't lose
Guess I'm on my way

Needed a friend
And the way I feel now
Guess I'll be with you till the end
Guess I'm on my way

Mighty glad you stayed
Mighty glad you stayed
Really hope you stay 
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Recorded in the woods behind Rick's house in Hollister County.
Rick doesn't know if the squirrel ever found his girl.
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Emo-Squirrel "Stuck On You"

LYRICS:
Do you remember
The best time we ever had
Driving down the highway
Late at night, as we stopped to go inside
As we filled-up

We were all wrapped in bright neon lights
So bright we'd squint our eyes
Then looked around 
To see if we were all alone

I remember 
That night we drove to Ocean City
I remember
The smell of perfume drifting from your body

As we poured ourselves a drink
And filled that paper cup
With steamy caffeination
Tasted just like earth

It was our most precious moment
A still frame left in time
We'd reached the destination
Even though just half-way

I remember 
That night we drove to Ocean City
I remember
The smell of perfume drifting from your body

Just drinkin'
Then talkin'
And thinkin'
We'd fallen into love

With a Conoco coffee
Conoco coffee

With a Conoco coffee
Conoco coffee
We'd fallen into love

The taste was so damn bitter
But you were so damned sweet
As we pressed our lips together
I knew we were complete

Then you kissed me on my shoulder
As you stood up on your toes
Then I told you that I love you
And the tears just overflowed

But I wish I'd frozen that picture
Cause I wished I'd trapped that night
We were so together
We all right

With a Conoco coffee
Conoco coffee

With a Conoco coffee
Conoco coffee
We'd fallen into love

I remember 
That night we drove to Ocean City
Smell of perfume drifting from your body

With a Conoco coffee
Conoco coffee

With a Conoco coffee
A Conoco coffee
We'd fallen into love

I remember 
That night we drove to Ocean City
The smell of perfume drifting from your body

With a Conoco coffee
A Conoco coffee

With a Conoco coffee
Conoco coffee
We'd fallen, fallen, 
Fallen into love
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Conoco Coffee

LYRICS:
Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River

Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Blowing like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

All my memories
Gather 'round her
Miner's lady
Stranger to blue water

Dark and dusty
Painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrop in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

...Take me home

I hear her voice 
in the morning hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin' down the road I get a feelin'
That I should've been home yesterday Yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

To the place 
I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mama
Take me home

...Country roads

Take me home
Country roads
Take me home
Country roads

Country Roads... Take Me Home

LYRICS:
You say 
I only hear what I want to

You say 
I talk so all the time 

...so

And I thought what I felt was simple
And I thought that I don't belong
And now that I am leaving
Now I know that I did something wrong
'Cause I missed you
Yeah, I missed you

And you say 
I only hear what I want to
Don't listen hard
Don't pay attention
To the distance that you're runnin'
To anyone, anywhere
Don't understand if you really care
Only hearing negative, no no no b-a-d

So I, turned the radio on, turned the radio up
And this woman was singin' my song
Lover's in love and the others run away
Lover is cryin' cause the other won't stay

Some of us hover
When we weep for the other
Who was dyin' since the day they were born
Well, well this is not that
I think I'm throwin'
But I'm thrown

And I thought I'd live forever 
Now I'm not so sure
You try to tell me that I'm clever
But that won't take me anyhow
Or anywhere, with you

You said that I was naive
And I thought that I was strong
I thought, "I can leave, I can leave"
But now, I know that I was wrong
'Cause I missed you
Yeah, I missed you

Said you caught me cuz you want me
And one day you'd let me go
You try to give away a keeper
But keep me 'cause you know
You're just so scared to lose

And you say
Stay
You say
Only hear what I want to...
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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You Say... Stay

LYRICS:
I wonder if that place
We used to live in Denver
Is still standing there
Where it used to be on Fremont

The corner had that little taco joint
We both knew
Remember it burnt down
The last day spent together

I sensed that something was changing
Your face had lost its glow
Disposition had changed its nature
You were just someone that I used to know

Go back
To that tiny house on Fremont
Get back
To those lazy afternoons

Now I'm sitting by a woman prima donna
And I'm wonderin' if she'll ever be like you
Turn back time 
To bake that chocolate cake for holiday
Don't you miss those simple times
Lickin' ice cream at the zoo

Go back
To that tiny house on Fremont
Get back
To those lazy afternoons

Where we'd maybe get up
Off the couch once per day
To keep our fitness
So we could eat more Twinkies

Why'd you ever leave 
For that guy in Iceland
I always made your lunch
Put pickles on the side

Does this whole new life
In your fairy world of Iceland
Ever make you wonder
What you left back here in Denver

Ten years have passed
Not gettin' over this

Is lesson that
Good things never last

I must tell you
But no one hears me

I now hate you
But it does not matter

Never go back 
To that tiny house on Fremont
Never get back 
To those lazy afternoons

You'll never see me 
Hold pictures of our daughter

'Cause you took away
The memories
Of the gift that never was
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Not Gettin' Over This

LYRICS:
Looking down I see the scattered plots
Of colored green and brown
Each one seems different
But exactly still the same

Kinda like they're married
To a symphony of solitude
Suburban dust, it's all the same
Suburban rust, all that remains

They're just
Tiny boxes
Tiny tiny boxes of people space
Tiny boxes
Tiny little boxes of human waste

Simple calculation
Mindless calibration
Endless tabulation
In every computation

It's all the same, all the same
All the blame, all the shame

Try to look away
But my head keeps pulling back
See all the colors
Yet they start to fade to black

Grab my chest in pain
Which make it hard to contain
My eyes of rain
Must be the symptoms
Of my impending heart attack

They're just
Tiny boxes
Tiny tiny boxes of people space
Tiny boxes
Tiny little boxes of human waste

Oh, can't you understand
That this wasn't quite, in God's plan
The land was meant to be
So much better than this century

Tiny boxes
Tiny tiny boxes of people space
Tiny boxes
Teeny tiny boxes of human waste

Simple calculation
Mindless calibration
Endless tabulation 
In every computation

All the same, all the same
All the blame, all the blame

Tiny boxes
Tiny tiny boxes
Oh, ---yeah
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Suburban Boxes

LYRICS:
In the quiet hush, TJ Maxx at night
In a sea of luggage, saw a curious sight
Taylor sits on bags, piled high
Guitar in hand beneath retail sky

Silent shelves, empty cashier tills
Melodies soar, inspiration spills
Lyrics crafted in the calm of store
Her heart so pure
New beats to explore

Discount tags
And leather cases

Echoes of tunes
Finding their spaces

Imagination thrives
In a secret scene

Taylor pens songs
In a store serene

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She paused her song
And looked at me
Like Juliet
In that 'Love Story'

The words she said
They had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

Unseen by all, this sweet genius girl
Creating magic luggage
Writing songs like pearls

Taylor looked away
In a world of her own
Crafting melodies
Where dreams are sewn

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She played her song
Looking straight at me
I'm Romeo
TJ's 'Love Story'

The words she said
They just had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

With courage ablaze
I approached her side

Sharing my wish
A request with pride

Taylor include in your chorus line
"TJ's Love. Let its brilliance shine."

She paused, her eyes sparkling bright
A smile forming, a spark of delight
Said in my chorus
Those words shall play
A nod to this night
In its own special way

Grateful to her
Offered space to create
In the store's quietude
Her art permeates

Taylor smiled
Her heart in song
Left her to linger 
Where TJ's love belongs
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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T Swift Hides at TJ MAXX

LYRICS:
Walking into shade and light
The mystery of shadows unknown

A sun sets beyond the pines
Cold wind starts to blow inside

Now night time, the night falls
And we feel, we don't belong
We can't reside in this forest tonight

It's night here
It's nightfall
And we feel
We don't belong
We can't reside in this woodland tonight

The night of the animals
The night of the animals
They rule this domain here tonight

Their eyes stare
With venom
And sharp fangs
While ravens
Begin to form a darkening cloud of fear

And with sadness
We turn back
But feel nature pull us
Then plunge our bodies
Straight into their path

Walking into shade and light
The mystery of shadows unknown

A sun sets beyond the pines
Cold wind starts to blow inside

The night of the animals
The night of the animals
They rule this domain here tonight
Tonight
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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The Mystery of Shadows

LYRICS:
25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination

I realized quickly when I knew that I should
That the world was made of this 
Brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

So I cry sometimes when I'm lyin' in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I'm feelin' a little peculiar

So I wake in the mornin' and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah
Hey-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah-ya-ya
Hey-ya-ya
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I try
Oh my God, do I try
I try all the time
In this institution

And I pray
Oh my God, do I pray
I pray every day
For a revolution

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what's in my head
And I'm feelin' a little peculiar

So I wake in the morning and I step outside 
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

And I say, hey
Hey-hey-hey
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

I say, hey-ah-ah
Hey hey-ah-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?

25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination---

The "What's Up" Blues

LYRICS:
I've never seen a diamond in the flesh
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I'm not proud of my address
In a torn up town, no postcode envy

Every song's like
Gold teeth, Grey Goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Bloodstains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room
We don't care
We're driving Cadillacs in our dreams

Everybody's like
Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
We don't care
We aren't caught up in your love affair

We'll never be royals 
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us
We crave a different kind of buzz

Let me be your ruler 
You can call me queen bee
Baby, I'll rule (I'll rule)
Let me live that fantasy

My friends and I, we've cracked the code
We count our dollars on the train to the party
And everyone who knows us knows
That we're fine with this
We didn't come from money

Every song's like
Gold teeth, Grey Goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Bloodstains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room
We don't care
We're driving Cadillacs in our dreams

Everybody's like
Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
We don't care
We aren't caught up in your love affair

We'll never be royals 
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us
We crave a different kind of buzz

Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen bee
Baby, I'll rule (I'll rule)
Let me live that fantasy

Oh
Oh 
We're bigger than we ever dreamed
And I'm in love with being queen

Oh
Oh
Life is great without a care
We aren't caught up in your love affair

We'll never be royals 
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us
We crave a different kind of buzz

Let me be your ruler
You can call me queen bee
Baby, I'll rule (I'll rule)
Let me live that fantasy

Never Be Royals

LYRICS:
I hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy
Bring out those flickertail
And let us all damn be...
So happy in your shelter belt
Bring Dakota back to me

Been hard for us to
Wake up this December
The coffee pot is brewing hot
But-it's-hard-for-us, remember'n

The Happy Days
Of springtime here
When meadowlarks
Fly free

Just call us when it's supper time
We'll hibernate
Like grizzly bears
And waste these months away
Waste these months away

My Becca's got the worst of it
She's curled in the basement chair
And everything I say to her
Seems to drift her far away

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Our hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy
Bring out those flickertail
And let my Becca be...

The girl that I remember
Who made fairy wings
Like butterflies
And had no cares, in the world
Freely spread her love on me

But that was back in June
So I hope it gets here soon
Rebecca loves the month of June
So hope it gets here soon

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Warm hearts dipped in sorrow

Dakota won't you open
Your dreary days, so windy

Bring out those flickertail
...and let us all damn be

Season of the Bear

LYRICS:
I don't know where we're heading
But I know we'll get there soon
Someday
Some day soon

We'll settle down
To buy an old home
On a beach, in the south of France
Or, on an island
Have a kid or two 
And settle down

We'll eat some cake
And drink some wine
As our children sing a song
A'bout their mom and dad
Who moved to town
But speak no French
Yet always are together

They're together

Now and then I see these things
In a vision quite so clear
It's hazy but it's possible
That I'll get out of here

I'll make my move
Run away
Create something unique

Like eating cake and drinking wine
On an island near a beach
Somewhere far
Away from here

There were tough times
Mom and Dad went through
Just to get right here
To be with you

With you

I don't know where we're heading
But I know we'll get there soon

We'll settle down
To buy an old home
On a beach, in the south of France
Or, on an island
Have a kid or two
And settle down

maybe someday soon

LYRICS:
We used to drink red wine
From the bottle with ease

We'd sit under moonbeams
Where I'd kiss that rosy skin

We'd talk for endless hours
Until our arms got cold
We'd melt in the starshine
Whenever we touched our hands

Our love was never supposed to be
This sad and sober
I just stopped watering
The love I'd promised you

But now I'm certain
Given all the time I've had
I was so very wrong
And I miss our simple life

I'm sorry I left you
So sorry to go
Sorry I was never there
To let you know
That...

You were my reason
You were my special one

I was your soft warm blanket
You were my bright sun

We were the answer
To a world that felt so wrong

I thought we'd be the remedy
To this melancholy song

I knew it from the start
That you'd be the one for me
We had such big, bold plans
I could clearly see

We'd have four nice kids
Runnin' around the family farm
I never could've imagined
I'd never see you again

I'm sorry I left you
So sorry to go
Sorry I was never there
To let you know
That...

You were my reason
You were my special one

I was your soft warm blanket
You were my bright sun

The Ending

LYRICS:
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts could tell

Just like an old time movie
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well

In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me

And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost
That you can't see

If I could read your mind love
What a tale your thoughts could tell

Just like a paperback novel
The kind that drugstores sell

When you reach the part 
Where the heartaches come
The hero would be me
But heroes often fail

And you won't read that book again
Because the ending's 
Just too hard to take

What a tale my thoughts could tell

In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
But stories always end

I never thought 
I could feel this way
And I've got to say 
That I just don't get it

I don't know 
Where we went wrong
But the feeling's gone
And I just can't get it back

If You Could R-M-M

LYRICS:
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored
Don't seem to know
Don't seem to care
What your heart is for
I don't know him anymore

There's nothing where we used to lie
Conversation has run dry
That's what's goin' on

Nothing's fine, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now

I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There just so many things
That I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
Wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn

Torn
I'm torn

I don't care
I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin' on

Nothing's right, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
Cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late
I'm already torn

Nothin' where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lyin' naked on the floor

Illusion never changed
Into something real
Wide awake
And I can see the perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Bound and broken on the floor

I'm Torn

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Pop, Dreamwave & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "QUIRKPOP"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They both are extremely and unapologetically sincere.