An Unhappy Storm
don't you know me?
don't you show me?
something more than true.
and if I ever change the weather
it'll go from gray to blue.
broken down and messed around
and opened up to you.
every time I slip inside
i get further from your room.
don't you know me?
don't you owe me?
something less that what I gave you.
And if we ever get together,
set fire to the rules.
broken down and tossed around,
i stumbled into you.
every time I slip inside,
i feel a little more less blue.
Simple
Every time I'm home
I feel so alone.
I sink like a stone,
and freeze right to the bone
And even when I'm gone,
part of me is home,
the part not made of stone,
the part where we are one.
A day lit up by sun,
a flower not a gun,
we seek a higher love,
a handshake without a glove.
I'm shaking for your heart.
So tell me where to start
and I will make this art.
Our lives are our art.
This is where we start,
right in the heart.
Wash Your Brain in Silence
Looking back on dusty days
each decision that we made
in the crowded nightlife of our youth
We were looking for something
to improve our everything,
validate manilla lives with truth.
If you're too busy today to be less busy tomorrow
then you're busy doing all of the wrong things
Stop and look with silence
let go of the violence and
you'll move into the future now in peace
And you will wash your brain in solitude, in silence, and reflect.
And we will crash through all ineptitude and bring a new world to effect.
Looking on to clearer nights
the emptiness dissolves
the filling dawn until we say goodbyes.
We found out the only thing
that we needed to move ahead
is bursting from our colorful surprise.
If you're too broken to be opened to the truth we all must face
then wait to cross the river on your grace.
When everything is scoping then no one left is hoping
that what's good enough can never be replaced.
And you will wash our brains in solitude, in silence and in death.
And we will all go on in spite of you as if you were just catching your breath,
like you're the only one left.
Build That Wall
Every time we step in place, you step up and slap and my face
Everyone is hurting every one.
Broken posture kneeling down, see what we’ve become.
Every measure given by a gun.
Go ahead and build that wall
see it tumble down.
Every time you reach for the crown.
Go ahead and build that wall
see it tumble down.
Every time you reach for the crown.
The dilemma of our modern nightfall lives
is that the images deceived our eyes.
And if we open up and lay our flowers down
bury all our weapons in the ground.
Go ahead and build that wall
see the water drown
out all the screaming from the standing crowd.
Go ahead and build that wall,
the angels tear it down.
Leave you crying out in anguish on the ground.
Empire
This is a war we start for fun.
but this war can’t be won by guns.
Liquor in the glass and a hit on the tongue,
Look at all the ammunition we brung.
We got words and deeds and plenty of weed;
so let’s take a trip and see what we see.
Empire, we’ve reached the golden shores.
Empire, I don’t have the words.
It’s different, the way you look through me,
distant, like a sailor off at sea.
Pushed around, spit upon and despised,
looking for truth in a field of lies.
We bought a revolution from the factory floor;
opened up the box to find a half-eaten core.
Empire, burning in the sand.
Empire, down to the last man.
The Circle of Fear
Living outside the circle of fear,
Lightning strikes but doesn’t come near.
Sitting alone outside in the rain.
The sky and I feel all the pain.
Thunder don’t you leave us again.
I still remember the Moon.
Nightfall is coming soon.
We will travel by the light of the Moon.
Down on my knees, thanking the sky,
a prayer for thunder and regrets for good-bye.
The only time we’ve ever been at peace
is the when the storms outside echo the beast,
caged in our heart that screams for release.
I’ll still inherit the Moon.
Move over, Babe, and make some room.
We’ll do it in the light of the Moon.
Bent by the wind in this field of death,
I curse the almighty and worship my breath.
I die to the past so that I can live now.
The reaper pulls up in his razor blade plow.
And the only way out is down.
Reagan
When I was only six years old,
I shook Reagan’s hand.
Never did I feel skin so cold.
I could swear that he was a dead man.
Riding in a bullet proof limo,
gun-man watching the car.
The bloviating scarecrow, a media superstar.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and then he forgot his name.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and nothing’s ever been the same.
If the White House is closed, we can climb the walls.
Take it to the circle that started it all.
They can answer all the questions that we never would know.
And we can sacrifice the nation on a reality show.
A solar panel roof on the White House,
Removal by the corporate czars.
Filabusting game of cat and mouse.
Surveillance from the field of stars.
A crack head is born in the ghetto
with drugs from the Contra affair.
We sold arms to the brown and the yellow,
turned our backs on our own in despair.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and then he forgot his name.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and nothing’s ever been the same.
If the White House is closed, we can climb the walls.
We can read the Constitution that started it all.
We can answer all the questions that they don’t want to show.
We can sacrifice the system for the people at home.
Circumference Without the Mathematics
On the path of stars, two will become one
and this will be the one we welcome.
Foolish, wicked mind, sit and stay in time.
Don’t play with immortal power.
Energy you cannot conceive,
your mortal mind won’t let you believe.
Inside your mind, your wear the mark of time
The son of man has turned over a nine.
Remove your mind from loss, your focus on the cross;
the church drowns in the water we swim.
Sinking fast into the fire mud,
penitence for seeking peace through blood.
Prosecute the greed, to punish all the need
and then we’ll push into the tower.
Our faith will set the pace on the new human race;
we’ll answer to higher power.
Don’t step inside this circle of the Mind,
unless you’ve got the magic formula.
Walking Away Inside
Scatter my ashes in the flowing wind,
I will take root and flower again.
This is a path in life I despise,
I’m tired of my reflection in the world’s constructed lies.
I’m walking away ‘cause I just can’t stay as the other guy.
Leaving today, I’m walking away inside.
I once had a purpose, once had control,
of a weapon on my own grassy knoll.
I painted a face for you that I’ve come to despise.
But I’m done with the gun;
I’m walking away inside.
I’m walking away ‘cause I just can’t stay as the other guy.
I’m kneeling to pray before walking away inside.
I am a death trap, caught in the cracks, a generation gap
and you are same as I, but you’d rather eat lies.
We are space-ship, bad trip, floating to the flip side.
I’m tired of my reflection in your passive eyes.
I’m walking away ‘cause I just can’t stay as the other guy.
I give over to the day, walking away inside.