song about racism and domestic violence

here i swim/ inside a stranger/ she could take care of me/ she could be dangerous/ later i'll live/ with thousands of others/ with eyes that can't see/ anything but colors/ i wanna be/ i wanna go through with this/ and not have to worry/ about all the violence/ i want you to see/ i want you to love me/ i want your promise/ promise just one thing...

l'enfant orange

trees - regress/ regress to yourself/ become what your mother had/ go back to the single cell/ return, this is what jesus said/ you fear, abhor, avoid and dread/ what's in your way/ but they're just trees/ they're trees/ just trees/ they're trees/ how long will i rag on myself/ that i've got nothing to show/ and if i die tomorrow/ nobody will notice/ nobody will care/ nobody will know?/ today, and every day from now on i'm a 6 year old boy/ my problems are neat-o/ each a cool little toy/ i'll stop this stupid thinking/ i'll just come home from school (or work), go outside and climb some trees/ some trees...

liquid ego

trees

casket - it's been green/ we've grown up together/ goodbye/ it's been bright colors/ you have flowered/ i died/ take this lonely sunset/ away from my eyes/ take this lonely sunset/ away from my eyes

casket

everybody knows you're gunna last / stupid is as popular as plastic / but this year it's starting to scare me / those little boys should be in school / blood on the tracks should stop a train from moving / we've got guys in the ER pushing the spilled guts back into their sockets / while you just dole out guns like you are / some kind of santa claus / handing out chocolates... / wake up you sick savior / get your ass to school / America's sick of you, the whole world's sick of you

Soldiers Not Commas

i know it's half ridiculous but sometimes i can't stand myself / i'd like to buy confidence but it seems i just don't wanna sell
some days i rule, others i suck it's how it's always been / i won't feel myself into an emotional corner again
stay away from me / i'm more a girl than a guy / you gotta soft-step around me / bust on me and i'll cry

cool, bright, high, solid, or soft, dark and low. liquid ego
weak, slow, thick, messy, or clean, swift and narrow. this is liquid ego

when i was 2, 'me' was only what they thought of me / now i just ride out the seasons of self-esteem

do i have a 450SL convertible? do i have lots of sex? did i upgrade to windows 95? have i got a power pinstripe suit? do i watch fucking football? no. do i care?
but am i saving some little kid's life? am i being somewhat nice to my ex? do i call my mother? am i hanging out with friends drinking coffee? am i leaving this world just a little bit better than when i got here.

cool, bright, high, solid, or soft, dark and low. liquid ego
weak, slow, thick, messy, or clean, swift and narrow. this is liquid ego

album

my name is fisher, i am one with everything under the sun. I love everyone, including myself. I am free. Basking in the shadows of a million epic thoughts, I throw my line out and ask you to bite and allow yourself to be pulled in. I wear grey and green. I am camouflage. I blend into life's moments as i sit here and listen to the buzz of crickets -- or is it friends droning on about their problems? I don't know or need to know. I am peace. I feel you tug on me. I don't move, just think. And I grab the net I have used for years and scoop under your spastic wet brain. You are in my boat now and for the moment will see the world as I do, full of life that is invisible, soundless, and almost impossible to catch.

fisher

This is blank space/ Miles of me sleeping through Saturdays/ I'm not into what's wrong with me/ I'm pulling the blanket of 16 over my face/ "Empty," i'm shouting this out through the freezer glass/ Empty, my soul is sinking into the ash
Ha ha ha, I'll just die in this waste/ I've got Green, I've got McDonalds and cigarettes/ Black pills and vodka and raves
I don't need anybody I don't need anybody I don't need anybody...
Grey things, the journal, the Fender and a mirror frame/ There's a cool kid with legos and tree forts and video games/ Oh it feels like rotting, the snow is black/ Mama, hold me, help me, I wanna come back
Ha ha ha I'll just die in this waste/ I've got Green, I've got McDonalds and Ecstasy/ Black pills and vodka and raves

blanket of 16

hallways

i know it hasn't been too long/ but this is forever in disguise/ my heart's waiting and watching/ but it can't come in/ so it sits outside and cries, outside and cries
a full moon, unsure sky/ i can see the clouds/ i sip my wine and miss you/ the nothing blends into each little minute/ i stare as the glass fades into your reflection
way inside i dream in soft silhouettes and blue and grey prints of you sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping
the world is so beige and washed out/ my thoughts are a soundless sea/ i can't wait to wake up to the greens and reds/ and the miracle that you're with me/ you're with me

W.K. Dwyer