Handshakes to Heartbreaks

Young love testing its worth
In the fires of the miles of earth
In between young hearts that are so apt to bend
Handshakes to heartbreaks, how quickly to descend

Young dreams out in the world
Growing up too fast for a young boy and girl
In the younger days where life is wild and free
Yet constrained by illusion and young apathy

Young tears fall to join ones before
That have ribboned to form once young stains on the floor
Young conversations that age into fights
Handshakes to heartbreaks in the middle of the night

Young love, tell me what it is worth
When its dying is so close to its birth
Or when young hearts too soon find a way to bend
Handshakes to heartbreaks, let this not be an end
Handshakes to heartbreaks, I still love you, my friend

daydreamingatnight

loneliness isn't so much the distance between us
as it is the lack
if I never knew you
then there'd be nothing to take back

sadness isn't so much the pain of life
but the joy
contentment is a killer as I'll always be
just one sad, lonely little boy

Tempestuous Terrestrial

So,
I’m sad
To say
That I’m beginning
To forget
How this began
But I
Fear
That I will see
The way
It ends
With blinded
Heart
And speeding
Eyes
Softened
Ears
Quickened
Anger
Confusion
Mistrust
Distrust
Iron rusts
On railings
Without us
To run by
In the rain
In the hail
Did I fail
Or did I
Simply
Fail
You
?

Oil&Water

they say i’ve gotta get the right grades so i can graduate
so i can get a job that’s safe
but there ain’t no job that’s safe anymore
so what am i workin’ so hard for?
they say i’ve gotta save up my cash and not make decisions that are rash
get a car that can survive a crash
but i can’t afford gas, no
and it’s not like i have anywhere to go

every little thing’s falling apart
oil and water to quench my heart
wars are raging in the newsroom
but everything is all right outside
every little thing’s begun to burn
oil and water will take their turn
we’re running out of food
except in the country with the greatest debt
but don’t forget, we’re not dead yet
not quite yet

they say i’ve gotta get away, get away as fast as i can
the world is gonna burn or flood or i don’t know, but it’s all coming to an end
they say it’s just a matter of time
but then they change their minds and say we’re doing fine
sure i get a bit paranoid when it rains this hard
especially when the rain melts the paint off my car

every little thing’s falling apart
oil and water to quench my heart
wars are raging in the newsroom
but everything is all right outside
every little thing’s begun to burn
oil and water will take their turn
we’re running out of food
except in the country with the greatest debt
but don’t forget, we’re not dead yet
not quite yet

while the politicians party, looks like another fight
i’m sitting here on a question, left to the right to philosophize
when every little thing is failing, to what do we hold on
‘cause when we look deep inside, it turns out we’re not really that strong?

every little thing’s falling apart
but that’s all right, that’s all right
every little thing’s coming to end, my friend yeah

Scuttle the Ship

The seas I sail are haunted now
The tide has turned, the wind turned cold, and the sky turned black
Memories are ghosts that drag me down
Into the deep dark depths from whence there is no turning back

My little lonely boat broke
The waves crashed over and I fell into the dark
I was sailing off to find you somewhere
Off to find the cure for the common cold heart

I have your picture in my head
And I keep it safe and warm and exceptionally well-lit
If I drown here beneath and end up dead
I hope you know that I will still remember it

My little lonely heart broke
The wreckage was beyond repair and I was drowned
Without a lighthouse out there to call me home
Washed up on some distant shore, lost even if I’m ever found

There were so many chances to turn around
There were so many signs of these rough waters
And the warnings in the stars that were shining their brightest to
Lead me back to something led me back to you

My little lonely world broke
The concept of self was blown into pieces on the floor
Everything I ever thought I knew or believed
Seemed so baseless the moment I woke up to so much more

There’s a swift breeze in this simplicity
Leading me back to you
There’s a salt-air sunrise and a red sky at night
Such delight in simple truths

Today Was NOT a Day for Missing YOU

This sunset is so unsettling
Everything around is a piece of me lost forever
I am a dust cloud
Time is a swift breeze
Suddenly I just want to call you

We could
Talk

Yesterday wasn’t mine
And today, well
That was someone else

There’s a crimson eye staring at me
It belongs to a cyclops
Who forgets my name
The sky is a misnomer

Maybe tomorrow
I’ll sleep a while

I drive faster than I should
Because I think memories
At least those that make sense
Are a privilege
A commodity

No I don’t 
Want to be here
Or anywhere
There was a point when solid ground
Was best friends with the soles of my shoes
But now they are distant
And it’s awkward to land
For any precise amount of time