Free

Soft Like a Sparrow

 

Run from my room

Wait for the bloom

Soft like a sparrow

Lie till it's true

Straight like an arrow

 

Oh I did hide

Wasted my light

Soft like a sparrow

Now I burn bright

Straight like an arrow

 

Oh, I ain’t gonna be the one to mend

Oh, I ain’t gonna be the broke and bent

 

‘Cause I don’t want to be like that again

And I don’t want to see like that again

From a thousand miles away

 

All that you seek

Hard to feel free

Soft like a sparrow

Still I believe

Straight like an arrow

 

Oh, I ain’t gonna be the one to mend

Oh, I ain’t gonna be the broke and bent

 

Cause I don’t want to be like that again

And I don’t want to see like that again

From a thousand miles away

 

Out Of My Control

 

Outside, another leaf in spring

An atheist, but I know she believes

‘Cause angels move and she’s not far behind

She bites her tongue, in them she can’t confide

 

I know theres nothing left that I can do

Broken wings, you won’t believe she flew

And though it’s tragic I’m not gonna wait for you

Cause I know, It’s out of my control

 

Dusty bibles, halos never cleaned

She tried hers on, but didn’t feel a thing

Wrinkled palms with dirt in every crack

Lord, how long have her hands looked like that?

 

I know theres nothing left that I can do

Broken wings, you won’t believe she flew

And though it’s tragic I’m not gonna wait for you

Cause I know, it’s out of my control

 

But in her room she breathes in everything

Then blows it out the best she can

It all ends up inside that picture frame

The same old one from which she ran

 

And oh, I’ve seen nothing

I’m not gonna wait for you

‘Cause I know it’s out of my control

 

The Angels

 

Sleep is a myth I was told about when I was dreaming

And love is alive but you hide in your eyes for the best

Now is the time we must find those we think are worth keeping

So excuse my breath when I say it like I’m stressed

“Fuck the rest”

 

Fate’s just a deal that you made with God, but nobody signed for

And lust is an easy way out of the bags that she brang

The angels could vouch if they learned to stop after the third pour

And if you were listening, then you would have heard what they sang

 

They sang, “Oh, Why’d you listen to me?”

And they sang, “Oh, it’s all a sham can’t you see?”

 

Shoes won’t make prints in the ground if you never start walking

And the fancier the clothes on your back, well, the more you look bare

But, how can you hear what they say if you never stop talking?

The angels were screaming the only thing I had learned here

 

They sang, “Oh, Why’d you listen to me?”

And they sang, “Oh, it’s all a sham can’t you see?”

They sang, “Oh, Why’d you listen to me?”

And they sang, “Oh, it’s all a sham can’t you see?”

 

So when the devil comes ‘round

And your fists are all wound

Lay them down

‘Cause he might mean something to me

 

Forever, For Now

 

Ill watch you there

I’m stuck in a stare

Oh I feel closer now, closer to you

 

And the moment you wake

It’s my breath you will take, all day

Oh I feel closer now, closer to you

 

And I’ll love you forever, for now

Please don’t take that as a doubt

Cause honey I still, I still believe

 

I’ll watch you go

Keep in touch with your ghost

Oh I feel further now, further from you

 

And the plans that we made

All of the time spent in shade

All that feels further now, further from you

 

And I’ll love you forever, for now

Please don’t take that as a doubt

Cause honey I still, I still believe

 

Oh we push and we pull

Sway left and then right like the trees

But can’t you believe

That perfect is not how they make it seem?

 

I’ll love you forever, for now

Please don’t take that as a doubt

Cause honey I still, I still believe

Oh honey I still, I still believe

In us

 

Proof I’m a Sinner

 

The bottles are clear

Decisions are not

And fear is a lame excuse for your moms morals tied in a knot

 

I never stay long

I got my own whip to crack

It’s been quite a while since the weather went sour and my heart turned black

 

Here’s proof I’m a sinner 

I think I’m the only one

Here’s proof I’m a sinner

It’s your choice there’s two sides of a gun

 

So look in my eyes

Can you find my soul?

No, ‘cause love is a false pretense to make you feel that you’re in control

 

So grab on my hand

We’ll start going slow

And soon you look left you look right and won’t know who’s your friend or your foe

 

Here’s proof I’m a sinner

I think I’m the only one

Here’s proof I’m a sinner

It’s your choice there’s two sides of a gun

 

One More Time

 

In love with the ways you could notice me

It kept me on my toes

In love with the days when we knew we’d grow old

We were much too bold

 

In love with the times before we said goodbye

The times we were one

In love with the rhyme that your soft lips could hum

Now the hurts begun

 

Can I just have you one more time?

Can I just have you one more time?

 

In love with all the ways you could shut me out

You kept me by myself

Alone I just hate everything I’m about

Can you hear me shout?

 

Can I just have you one more time?

Can I just have you one more time?

Can I just have you?

 

I promise I’ll be better

Oh, I promise

 

That I won’t leave you one more time

I won’t leave you one more time

I won’t leave you one more time

My love

 

Hungover on Sunday

 

Well we long to fake love and we keep it till it’s sour

Then rest till our bones become fragile like flowers

Yea we’ve come to destroy everyone who thinks they’re better

But we know the story’s old

 

They say, give it time it will all be worth the wait

But with your hand between her knees its much too late to pump the brakes

You see, love can be a burden when it’s not on your agenda

And we love to loathe the lovers lost in primal propaganda

 

Sunday rolls on round and we’ve all turned to saints

Wear your best disguise they’ll never guess that you’re the fake

Half asleep, we answer as he calls

You see, the cleanest ones are dirty after all

 

So we pull up our pants everything in moderation 

Press our teeth onto our tongues despite the constant irritation

We carry on home from our weekend vacation

But we know, it won’t last long

 

As we come on down from the high that we were given

By the pastor blowing smoke too thick to see through to his vision

Yea we beg, we cuss, we steal, we let it we just can’t take it

Every week we write the law and then we turn around to break it

 

Sunday rolls on round and we’ve all turned to saints

Wear your best disguise they’ll never guess that you’re the fake

Half asleep, we answer as he calls

You see, the cleanest ones are dirty after all

 

Subject to Change

 

Green, green with envy

At most of my brothers

Upstairs there’s a war

You better take cover before they take arms

 

Red, a violent red

Though I’m soft spoken

Flowers mean nothing to me

But hers was wide open

 

And I am noticing you are subject to change

 

Black, black like the night

The moon is in hiding

Up at the fork there’s a light

The road that is winding will carry you home

 

Clear, clear like the glass

That carries my burdens

A fake remedy for my blues on days when I’m hurting

 

So I’m the one who is most subject to change

The heart of a man is tangled and manged

Into you

 

The Words

 

See the scars, from the start

Where you tore my skin?

Ripped apart, found the heart

You are woven in

 

It came alive 

When you opened up my eyes

To the words, made in faith

It’s not hard to say, “I Love You”

 

In a dream, so it seems 

In a holy stare

The obscene, coming clean

On the cross we share

 

Awake to find

That it was only in my mind

And the words, they are chains

Must be brave to say, “I Love You”

 

And how are we to know

That the best can be relived?

 

How are we to grow

If there’s nothing left to give?

So take me on back to the place I love

 

If I hold, what I know

Will it burn my hands?

Oh, my love, can’t we stay

in that frozen land?

 

By the vines

Where we first were intertwined

Are the words, they remain

Yea I meant to say, “I Love You”

 

Free

 

Chains run cold

They leave grooves in my body

Deep they go

I run my fingers through at night

 

Tell me, has the rest of life begun?

Drop my on my feet, I want to run

 

My, I’ve grown

I feel closer than ever

You stay cloned

I want to be alive

 

If I hum my tune

Then I can find an answer

The crystal croon

The one I hide inside

 

Tell me, what's it like up on the sun?

Do things look smaller when your above the gun?

 

I want to be free

I want to be free