The Town of Hope.

A light shines trying to say 'I'm here'.
Failures like a wounded bear
No sleep for the living in fear.
Running through a china shop.

Don't tell me not to be afraid.
I'm faulty at heart and I'm lonely
And no matter how I beg
The pills in my mouth won't hold me

I won't go blindly into the night
I'm too meek to be so bold
But count the minutes until it's light
And I'm not on my own.

Thoughts find my mind as it goes astray
And beats me full of all the same
Hope does me no good, not today.
It's just a town somewhere out there.

A town where people know your name
Where corner salesmen buy your trust
A little pub with a wall of fame
And autographs of dying men.

A place so sad as sad as me
Where people try in vain
To break the curse of irony
That is the town's poor name.

A light burns into my eyes
Trying to say I'm here.
All I wonder is why
I don't want to be.

Birds (song) *unfinished

The bluebird doesn't know when to cry
The blackbird wouldn't know to even try
Too busy being baked into a pie.
God knows myself,  I'd prefer to fry.

The songbird forgets all the words
Just holds its breath in silence til it bursts
And it splatters on the window pane
That somebody just cleaned today.

And all I do is sit and wonder why
While they fly past and shit into the sky
And all I do is wish that I could fly
And all I do is wish that I won't die.

A bird would never be a good ally
Feathers stick together
that leaves me playing the bad guy
They don't understand the rules I abide by
And find very different means to me to getting high

I could never trust a thing with such tiny eyes
A window to the soul with the curtain tied.
I'm not a black bird in a blue sky Or a blue bird in the deep
I am just a bitch that's jealous of the company they keep.

We (Song)

When were you a you and not a we?

How can something cease to be so suddenly?

In the morning when I wake up I'm one of us,

just to find when I turn it's only lonely me. 

I think back through the night to find when I let you go

But you were never there at all. 

You were never there, even when you were. 

In my thoughts you're sitting next to me

Complaining about everything and everyone you see

And I'm smiling on the inside and I'm smiling on the out

Cause in my mind the only thing you want is to be is a part of we.

But you never did, not once and not at all. 

You never wanted to, even when you did. 

Sometimes I feel glad and want to tell,

Not the world at large or anyone.

Not the presidents or popes

The fiddler can go on the hot tin roof on his own.

He'll be fine. 

The only one I want to tell is the you that isn't mine.