harmonized anger.

crippled and pathetic my heart is tonight

an angel fallen without wings

thro the blue orchards of time

pass the cows

speckled and still

maybe you spoke to soon

maybe your extended arm will soon be like that kiss i never took

children pinned against each other

endless war of wills

slide

wind sculpted harps

but i like the way your figures do it better

acted as an adult as a child

acted as a child as an adult

i'm sorry

i really am, my lack of sense of humor got the best of me

maybe i glow, or maybe i'm just getting fat

do you know how much of the time i spend trying to convince myself

'no'

put down the razor

let go of the bottle

don't cry

its ok to be mad, but just at yourself

spill over the blankets

softness on the couch and

listening to your brain on fire

wishing i was still cool

my fingers making nothing more than shreds of hair

sometimes i wonder if your fuzzy white coat will soon be pink

love star

this is all where it begins

maybe we built a time machine and we don't even know it

desert gives way to clear oceans

and all i want is to go swim with the angels

looks like i'm gonna have to wait my turn