Parrot is heard
overseas mincing words
Babies in suits make me laugh

Numbers are useless
Logic and math are obstacles mucking up my path

The Captain makes sure we sink

The people need water but this hose is mine
What if my yacht shrivels up and dies?
Excessive force, but I still sleep at night
Why must they take from my garden?

The Captain makes sure we sink. 

The people need water but this hose is mine
Why must they take from my garden?

The Captain Makes Sure We Sink

I Don't Want to Be Alone

Hollow king
Sodden ruler
opalescent tarnish
heavy with power

the castle made
a dead leaf garden
crunching under
the feet of men that we call mighty

Many arms lift the man
who is lain with ample greed
the frail and the strong
the short and the tall
are yearning for the day where he's cast out into the sea
where things return to clearly seen

a white man on top of a mountain
thats made of searing gold
recounts the bloody stories of his treasures
he wonders what stories will get told

hollow king
sodden ruler
brittle nails
of the clawing tyrant

Hollow King

Meem's Castle

Things aren't right, but I have to move along
I see the world and hide my waterfall eyes
People believing in parrots and sitting in broken chairs
Lines, circles, and octagons being led around by squares

Our feet are free upon the floor
If you're feeling stifled, open the door
I don't know if I feel anymore like this world will survive

A reality that we've been sold
Where they feed the monkeys plastic gold
We're just doing what they people hold dear as life

So tired, but moving through
Thing aren't right but I have to move along

It's easy to get lost in our own morality
Power, gods, and money are as good as family
I dance right now because no one drives this bus
There's spiders lurking in the nursery
The air is full of emptiness
It's kinda cool because we can be who we want to be

A reality that we've been sold
Where they feed the monkeys plastic gold
We're just doing what they people hold dear as life

There's a need to come around again
as value melts right through our hands
We're just doing what they people told us and we think it's fine

Who makes these rules?
Who makes these rules for us?

Rules

Needles are poking lies in the bubbles of our time
Screaming, looking for a getaway
Age of the internet, molding good intent 
and selfishness into another's pain 

I saw the list of all the potential flaws
We're doomed, no matter what they say.

Turning the blind eye 
(is it yours or is it mine?) 
to the cookies burning on the silver tray
Craziness comes to life
There's gunshots in the sky 
and ready with axes for another change

I saw the list of all the potential flaws
We're doomed, no matter what they say.

Doomed

Rose is a lovely color
for shining spectacle eyes
I can't wear those again
and I can't remember

I had it exactly where I wanted it
and exactly where I thought 
was exactly where I've fallen off

My white knuckles
Skin ripping all along

I want to zest my life lemon
into my universe drink
but my white knuckles are tight
so I miss the whole damn glass

I had it exactly where I wanted it
and exactly where I thought 
was exactly where I've fallen off

My white knuckles
Skin ripping all along

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Guitarist: Elijah Melanson

White Knuckles

Bass and Saxophone by Logan Maxwell

And there was an indication
and I know I'm going to see you again
but how was I supposed to know
when I'd see you again?

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This was being written at a time where I was detaching from a relationship gone awry, and it was so emotional to see him unexpectedly. While waiting for time to heal, my ex took his own life, and the song took on a whole other meaning. No one deserves this - definitely not him.

Stan Alan