Oc(Blu.)Ean

If I left this town, would you say,

"My lover's lost."

Or

"My friend has just moved on,"

Or

"My enemy is gone!"

Like a leave descends a tree stricken ill with Autumn's breeze.
It will carry her voice, singing hymns of how she lost.
Through the tall grass she saw, off a swing a child falls,
A child falls.

A raindrop will fall to escape from the grip of God.
Cause His tired hands let go, now a Spring shower shows.

How ironic is the day that shows both sunshine and the rain,

And the rain.

The bitterness of ice when accompanied with night.
Is enough to let you know, Winter's darkness does not show.
The mercy of a man haunted by a ghostly friend,
A ghostly friend.

The stillness of the day, when the kids return from their play.
Or when her hands are in your hair, by the pier in Summer's air.
When he stops to look at you, summer's lovers hardly knew.

The future soon to bloom, from a raindrop a flower grew.

Say, "Goodbye my friend, I loved. Remember the painting that you drew?
Of God and a corporate man, shaking hands on a microphone stand."
When I stopped to look at

you,
I said your eyes are just as

blue.

A Song To Keep Us Warm

Played at Arlanpalooza

I kept your letter separate from the others.
Cause I read it before I go to bed.
The words they mean so much.
I sing indulgence.

Remember when we stayed up all night?
We sat and talked, reminisce.
Like the time that we went to your sisters place in the fall,
The fireworks they lit up the sky in an orange haze.

I'm afraid to try again.
I'm afraid to fuck up again.

If you go to a depressed kinda man
he can show you how to think in the silence.
Did you mean what you said in the car?
On our way home from the place that brings me pain.

There's no need for paralysis.
Or a distorted reality.

I've got a lot to say I don't got a lot of time to say it in.
I need you more than ever, baby,
I swear I'm different.
I'm different.

You know that I can keep a secret.
Well, I kept one for over a year.
When our souls are both replaced.
I'll keep your heart where it remains.

There was a death here but nobody cares.
They keep right on looking in their mirrors.
Narcissistic with a judgmental face.
How'd you get that scar anyways?

He was a poet who dressed himself in black.
That way if anyone gets in they can't see shit.
There's a white-coat on television.
He's screaming we killed him.
We killed him, we killed him, we killed him.

If you go to myself I think I can
show you how to think in the silence.
So I sing a simple song to keep us warm.
I sing it by the fire cause it still has no affect.

There's no need for paralysis.
Or a distorted reality.

I've got a lot to say I don't got a lot of time to say it in.
I need you more than ever, baby,
I swear I'm different.
I'm not different.