Tramp

Wandering these streets, the shadows twirl around me.
I pleaded for them to untwist.
They responded,
"Why don't you turn?"

Wandering these streets, my reflections chase me.
I pleaded for them to leave.
They responded,
"Why don't you join?"

The shades are drawn, but the figures dance like ghosts trapped in white.

Walk

I have had lyrics pouring out of me lately and I wrote this in about 15 minutes. The concept is a late night walk between two young people, maybe having just met or maybe relatively new companions and the awkwardness that situation ensnares.

Walk

I'm counting the streetlights
It's all I can do
Now out on this long road
Starin' at my shoes

Hand in hand walking ou cares away
Hand in hand we're walking away

The skyline reaches high
Towering above the rest
My hopes and fears are numbered
larger than this addresss

Hand in hand watching our fears fly by
Hand in hand we're watching it fly

The night air breathes cold
I'm blowin' out smoke
My mouth stifles these words
They come out as a choke

Hand in hand talking through the night
Hand in hand we're talking tonight

Untitled (Retitled)

I wrote this song a few months ago. I put my self in the shoes of someone who feels incomplete (with a little of my own life experiences thrown in for good measure).

Untitled (Retitled)
We are outlines of songs to a demo
Underdeveloped film in the studio
Empty shells of former humans
Unfinished masterpieces

We are scared to be completed
Content in being beaten
We never want the first space
It's easier to blame from second place

We are remnants of our former selves
A run-down house with ransacked shelves
We are clouds that refuse to rain
We are songs with no refrain

I am Satan and I can't take this heat
A town with torn up streets
I am forced to hope I am something I am not
I am Satan and it's fucking hot

Our eyes are glazed over to the prefect ending
Our minds our blocked to our methodic mending

We are unwritten songs on a demo
Underdeveloped film in the studio
Empty shells of former humans
Unfinished...

Irresistibly Worship Forever

This is the last of the HRUNC-era scribblings (unless I find some things or get them from RJ). I was listening to more of the later AFI and even some Eve 6. They were always into homonyms and reuse words in a different context. That is where the 'concentration' line comes from. I don't really like this song. It feels like I had time, a small idea for words, and Eve 6. Not so happy with it. Well, here it is:

Irresistibly Worship Forever

Your look allied darkness
You looked through my being, only
Finding the deepness, until
You revealed it, exposing

I’m hoping your voice burns through my ears
I wouldn’t have to feel your deceit
Too bad, your concentration wasn’t concentrated

The vernacular shows nothing more
The mind behind the man implodes
Feelings are potent
And I, I am here

I’m hoping your voice burns through my ears
I wouldn’t have to feel your deceit
Too bad, your concentration wasn’t concentrated

Radiate breaks the darkness
Freeing me from the void