"And the truth is that most of these suicides are actually dead long before they pull the trigger," - David Foster Wallace.

Dead before the trigger pull
I'm taking home the higher road
The road that leads to certainty
What can I say, what can I mean

Hanging by a silver shroud
I hear the music getting loud
Children must not open doors
That have been closed forever more

I remember playing tag
I wasn't good at running fast
When I got caught I was sad
My friends could dodge the thinking cap

Let Us Not Stand on Ceremony Here Mr. Woon

eight is the number of the beast
open your eyes and see.
and seven the snakes in the trees
God only knows what that means
six is the times that I gave her the lie
and five is the truth of my courtier's cry
four will be felt when the time is right
and three is the crowd that’ll turn the tide
two will be forced to scream and shout
while one, well one, one, one, one.

I shall never let your black heart down.
so long as there's plenty to go around
Is that your brain on me
open your silly eyes and see
what thoughts and dreams
wax and wane
truth and perjury 
all the same
I testify that I’m not ashamed.
but I shall never let your black heart down.
so long as there's plenty to go around

Black Heart Down (8)

Heavy lies the crown
The king who wields the weapon
Yet cannot command without
A clown to run his kingdom

He'd take the banners down
And hope that in the end there
When his story's coming round
There will be words of wisdom
At least a word of welcome

Though perhaps devoid of sound
But someone must've said
Hey look! How heavy lies the crown!

Heavy lies the crown 
Upon the brow that furrows
Every time he puts it on
Though heavier sleeps the conscience 
Of the ego of the proud
A stroll there with the queen
To go survey the royal grounds
And look beside the courtiers

There are eyes that can be found
Eyes look but do not see
Appraise but cannot feel
That though light as light can be
Just how heavy lies the crown!

Heavy Lies The Crown

We met
By the King's Mosque
And he said, he had, 
'An urgent need to feel!'

So I took him down, 
And his famous frown
To a room upstairs, 
Where everything is Red

Hot cross buns
Baking in the sun
Baker Man
Will you pay when you're done

You don't have to say you love me
Just because you get paid by the hour


Azriel Lamb isn't home
do as the Romans in Rome
posters are up on the wall
hoping that someone would call
...nobody called

She often watches us play
and we never know what to say
Teacher doesn't call out his name
life goes on quite the same
...quite the same

Azriel Lamb

O' Lord God most high in heaven
May I get high as well
All my friends enjoy themselves
While I'm afraid of hell

Rekwest

Dead girl shares my dreams
Scares me 
Nightly 
Says she’ll leave
But doesn’t, 
Won’t do it, 
Can’t, 
...I think.

Dead girl shares my dreams
Scares me 
Nightly 
Says she’ll leave
But doesn’t, 
Won’t do it, 
Can’t, 
...I believe

I blink twice for 'yes' 
And she knows
Exactly what I eat 
Exactly what I drink 
Exactly what I want, 

Stay a while
Pray a while
Make hay, 
While the sun shines.

Dead Girl

"O' You have darkened long my skies,
So I shall stitch your eyes shut;
And you'll be drunk, oh, I promise,
When your silly throat is cut."

So she took her time and some of mine
And even slept upon my bed.
Yeah, she was a Passenger Pigeon
The last one left undead.

Revenge of the Last Passenger Pigeon

I, when I was a moth,
I went to the moon,
I planned a plot,
Alone in my room, a dot on the wall.
I, would the eyes of a child
Pluck out and steal, slip out unseen.
Surrounded by beams of a silvery hue,
I’d live, and outlive and then die on the moon;
Thrive on the whitewashed wall in my room.

I, when I was a moth,
I took out an eye,
I replaced it with yours;
Then to my surprise did I see it all!
There were flies in the ointment,
And ears on the wall,
There were lies and lies and lies on the moon;
Some of them were false, while some of them were true:
Trying their wings in the light of the moon.

Strange Intrigues On the Moon

Do you remember
How we used to play
In the park

The sun was cool then
And all the flowers were
In the dark

With grass surrounded
We were surrounded by
The grass

Smoke is rising now
How those misty columns
March

But do you remember
How we used to play
In the park

Park

We who never left are right
we are wordless
Without you

Rows of trees and memories and the highest peak you
Cannot see it. Clouds will hide the things you show me
And I will fight for every moment.

We who never left are right
We are worthless
Without you

Rows of trees and memories and the highest peak you
Cannot see it. Clouds will hide the things you show me
And I will fight for every moment.

Wordless (We Who Never Left Are Right)

And you were right
it’s just the sun, it goes away 
I couldn’t wait

The sound in my head
a happy bed, too shrill I say
It couldn’t wait

Y’know it’s true 
a million moons are scratching space at their moonly pace
what can I say, they couldn’t wait.

And what of the pause
that came too late, an impressive phrase
you couldn’t wait to say what you had to say.

Yes, but it’s ok.
That’s what they say, whenever I say
I couldn’t wait.

An Unwelcome Stranger Sitting Behind Us Thinking

My Friend Who Had No Taste

If I could hold the colour in my hand
I would be home, home again
and if I could break the bulb in your brain
then you would be a pure soul again
and if it isn’t worth it, then so be it.

Hold your head up high and walk on
no one knows the world you’ve touched
park the car behind the lot 
and love will come and greet you son
don’t look back or hearts of stone 
come crashing down come crashing down
arch your back son, float on by
high comes the flood and marks the end

Hold your head up high and walk on
no one knows that you’ve been touched

Cereal Killer

We had poisonous berries
Plucked under moonless skies.
Twice I have begged at the doorstep
There was never a voice inside

Crushed with a sable spoon, I
Drank deep what we prepared;
Softly, we moved to the courtyard,
Out where our shadows were paired

‘Come on,’ she says, ‘come on out of the fire;
My footsteps know to find me
I have never been so tired’
‘Come on,’ she says, ‘come on out of the fire;
My footsteps know to find me
I have never been asleep’

‘At least there is warmth here,’ I replied

Goldberry

Trees keep growing
even in the dark
My son sings of you
you stole his heart
Tore out my heartstrings
for a broken harp
But trees keep growing
even in the dark

Leave them alone
unheard unknown
Stories you told
a thousand years old

Scheherazade

Trees keep growing
even in the dark.

dUCK

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