1. smokescreen:  my memorys numb from the choices ive made, ive succumb to the point that theres no point in chasin after you. i understand now when you said you dont know me. countless times where you tried to show me the best of you. but how am i supposed to see when im wasted? when i wake up…will i find me…thru the smokescreen? i hope so. cause if i dont i might go crazy, the kinda crazy that might just make me look for you. i could use some fresh air to clear out this haze in an easierplace to spend a few days and not think of you when im wasted. when i wake up…will i find me…thru the smokescreen? take a hold of my insides. theyre twisted up, make them feel right. when i wake up…will i find me…thru the smokescreen? i hope so.

2. fine line:  when i first came along, i sang a song in a faded tone.  then i opened up my eyes to give in, but you wait, and i take what you give.  so i, i can’t take you home, i can’t listen to all my friends whose shallow hearts beat to call you in.  but you know there’s a fine line, between your world and my world, which sighs, we live by, not your rules, my rules, but no rules decide, except for the truth.  when i moved along, i sang a song in an upbeat tone.  then i opened up my eyes to give in, but you wait, and i take what you give.  so i, i can’t take you home, i can’t listen to all my friends whose shallow hearts beat to holding on.  to satisfy my need, i underestimate my friends, whose callous hearts beat to call you in.  but you know there’s a fine line, between your world and my world, which sighs, we live by, not your rules, my rules, but no rules decide, except for the truth

3. pass you by:  waiting in your white-walled room, glass of wine.  wishing that your crystal would sing to help pass the time.  watching others fall lightly ‘round the leftover love that  you gave.  slip away.  watching callous hearts grow stronger on the other side of the walls that you made.  watching time as it passes you by.  as it passes you by, the outside lane, it’s passing you by, love.  don’t let it pass you by.  but you wait, it will never come soon enough.  but your hoping and wishing and waiting for life to give you more than a taste.  watching others fall lightly ‘round the leftover love that you gave.  slip away.  watching callous hearts grow stronger on the other side of the walls that you made.  watching time as it passes you by.  as it passes you by, the outside lane, it’s passing you by, love.  don’t let it pass you by.  but you wait, it will never come soon enough.

4. awaken (not this time):  a once forsaken man is left with only mistakes upon his mind, alone in this world.  and who will be there when he wakes up?  it has been a long, long time since i have focused on things and my eyes have grown tired.  i’ve been wrong before, but not this time.  so i leave this up to you, my friend.  i cannot tell you where to go from here.  but i know who will be there when you wake up.  it has been a long, long time since i have focused on things and my eyes have grown tired.  i’ve been wrong before, but not this time.  and one by one they fall out of this hole and say, as i step out the conscious world, “awaken.”  and who will be there when we wake up?  it has been a long, long time since i have focused on things and my eyes have grown tired.  i’ve been wrong, before, but not this time.  no.  i can see the flaw in design.  i still can’t get a tight grip like my hands have been tied.  i’ve been wrong, before, but not this time.

5. backseat:  the blue lights blur.  bigger than anything you’ve ever seen before.  i said excuse me, could i get a little help here?  or are you moving on?  cause you can’t even hear me.  and it’s hard to talk over the sound of tears, but you always turn it up.  this change falls out of reach.  it’s made its way on down thru the cracks between the seats. i said excuse me, could i get a little help here?  or are you moving on?  cause you can’t even hear me.  and it’s hard to talk over the sound of tears, but you always turn it up. so i lay you down to sing you a song, but your mind’s already made up.  so i move to the backseat of your heart.

6. the inside:  once, in a blue room, i found you lying naked on your side.  and the ghosts that surround you…i could see them in the reflection of your eyes.  i’ve always wanted to go, on the inside, the inside.  where we can’t be controlled, by the outside, the outside.  and truth be told, yeah there’s no lies, there’s no lies.  i want you to go on the inside with me.  i suppose i should let you try and figure this all out by yourself.  but who knows?  when you’re locked in…you see the surface there and you gasp for air, but what if you’re just too weak to make it?  i’ve always wanted to go, on the inside, the inside.  where we can’t be controlled, by the outside, the outside.  and truth be told, yeah there’s no lies, there’s no lies.  i want you to go.  an unseen bruise, by a self-tied noose.  i want you to erase it.  here’s your life, embrace it.  i wanna make sure that your next glance is a panoramic view of an endless sundance.

7. now:  i think there might be more to life than filling city streets, but i choose to do nothing right.  there’s nothing motivating me to get me on my feet, but i choose to do nothing right.  so now, it’s been spoken.  and now, it’s understood.  that now, when it seems like things may be broken and somehow that’s good enough, it’s never enough. i think there might be more to life than catching up on sleep, but i choose to do nothing right.  there’s nothing motivating me to get me on my feet, but i choose to donothing right.  so now, it’s been spoken.  and now, it’s understood.  that now, when it seems like things may be broken and somehow that’s good enough, it’s never enough. it’s never enough.  it’s never enough.  it’s never enough.  it’s never enough.  it’s just good enough.

8. set free:  watch what you say.  kneel down, obey.  the sky turns gray, then fades away. ‘neath skin and bones, feelings left condoned.  if left alone, they turn to stone.  well then you call me, by my name.  it sets me free.  earn the right to speak, if it makes you weak. it buckles your knees, and your emotions freeze.  well i looked away.i said all i could say.  but when i turned around, you’re the one that i found.  yesterday will be ok.  cause then you call me, by my name.  it sets me free.  just when i thought it might last forever, i move to something better.  and when i thought that i had had forgotten and there was nothing there.  well then you call me, by my name.it sets me free.

9. lavender:  probably the strangest morning you’ve seen.  the red sun rose in the west and it rained, oh did it rain.  look at the way the stress moves your skin…transforming your face as if it’s eating from within.  and look at the way you move your hands… gripping the back of you neck cause you can’t understand.and i know it’s not right.

so come and take a walk with me around the earth tonight, and i’ll show you the brighter side of things.  and when you wake to see the light, will you remember me and did i open up your mind?  probably the clearest evening you’ve seen.  the lavender moon was aglow and the fields a neon green.  look how the branches reach to the sky of a weeping willow tree as it braces to cry.  and just as the morning turns, as your hands… releasing the grip from your neck as you start to understand.  and i know it’s not right. so come and take a walk with me around the earth tonight, and i’ll show you the brighter side of things.  and when you wake to see the light, will you remember me and did i open up your mind?  so what, if i am not right?  at least i gave you the chance that most won’t get.  and what if you find that i am right?  will you give me the chance to live past the regret?

10. the warm inside:  i turn away.  you ask me for forgiveness.  cause i can’t control the things you don’t do.  so i shed a layer.  in this moment’s time of weakness, i startto lose the feeling in my hands.  cause the warm inside is slowly fading.  and i don’t care why, as long as it comes to me someday.  yeah, the warm inside is fading…away.  i wish i could fill the emptiness inside my veins.  yeah, the warm inside, i wouldn’t take me back until it’s been replaced.  with something.  and something’s better than nothing, cause i’m over feeling the absence of me.  and if you’re waiting for my forgiveness, you better ask me now before it’s too late.  cause the warm inside is slowly fading.  and i don’t care why, as long as it comes to me someday.  yeah, the warm inside is fading… away.  i wish i could fill the emptiness inside my veins.  yeah, the warm inside, i wouldn’t take me back, until then.  an open mind couldn’t find all the things that i hide from me. and i wanted to know, what does life look like on the other side,we’ll see.

11. the war zone:  well you tried to put it all in a letter…it’s too long.  and just like the underside of your pillow…it’s too cold.  but you fake with a smile as you walk up to me and you break.  cause you wanna change me, ever-changing everything.  until we’re writing on the same blackboard, and there’s nothing left here to ignore…descending last transfer.  no, there’s nothing left here in the war zone.  well you tried to keep this all from me…it’s too bad.  cause your eyes turn a crimson shade of sapphire when you’re mad.  but you fake with a smile as you walk up to me and you break.  cause you wanna change me, ever-changing everything.  until we’re writing on the same blackboard, and there’s nothing left here to ignore…descending last transfer.  no, there’s nothing left here in the war zone.  in the war zone.