Tip your cups, to the late night writing binge/

Of stagefright, another playwrite dies again/

I reach for great heights and play my violin/

On my vocal chords where the great whites hide within/

Im neglectin' broken veins and the ventricles that 

break/

When I'm hiding what I feel in a Texas Hold 'Em face/

I better fold that ace, and find a past time/

Pride has flat-lined and my pedastol's at stake/

Reality's orphan kid, casualty abortion vict'/

Journalist of worth, personality contortionist/

My claws scrape the granite/

Scratchin' pain poems in hallways I'm trapped in/

I think of Colepaugh taking his final breath/

And the bullets that he lodged in David McDonald's 

chest/

I swear to god that I felt the bullets too/

In a homicide, suicide I sing the ocean blues/



Hear the sounds, of a thousand broken spirits/

A man who wouldn't lie and a crowd who won't endear it/

Confessions of a clown thats sounding so sincere when/

He always faced the ground, wrote it down in quotes and 

lyrics/

I've got a ghost, but he never stays in touch/

Another hole to dig and another grave to love/

Another fifth is gone, another day that sucks/

Another dream is dead as the summer fades to dusk/



I gotta find the time of day when I'm awake and no/

I'm not afraid to migrate and hide away alone/

And every single song I make is another piece of my/

Peace of mind, if I fall in line and swallow pride I'll 

(choke)/

On rum and cokes, I'm runnin' low on beer and weekend 

booze/

Just to ink a song and singalong right here to sing to 

you/

I'm out of love and tired and I'm sounding uninspired/

When I'm drinking 'til I puke without a single reason 

to/

With a one one two, when I con-front you/

When I do all the things that the f**k ups do/

Come to another place, undo lovin' mistakes/

When Im summonin' something abundant I'm lovin' instead 

of just runnin' away/

A-way to look past this is gaze through look glasses/

Semantics passions practiced actions and thats it when 

I catch wind in an-tics/



(I wrote this for you Phoenix... listen)



Every single night I pray my letters form a kiss/

And it blows through the wind until it rests upon her 

lips/

A metamorphosis that the butterflies imagine/

In undecided fashion when weather storms emit/

She settles scores with this and I just sit enchanted/

As fireflies dance until her wish is granted/

I listen frantic to melodies of heartbreak/

It feels so temporary but she's telling me its always/

I'd die in hell so my angel's not alone/

And I'd swim inside her blood for a fatal drop of hope/

Just to prove our engagements are soluble/

and dance to the chorus when the rain hits the 

solitude/

And breaks into molecules, thats her/

Another piece of me that feels but can't hurt/

I stand firm, in this apocalyptic breeze/

Until I finally fall apart and then my confidence is 

breached/

And Im gone... and Im gone...