...it was kind of beautiful

try to belong

where has the time gone
and what have we done
with all of that time 
that we have spent

what do we have 
to show since we left home
to come out here and 
follow all our dreams

when is our life
going to feel just like
all of the dreams that we dream

all new friends
all new places
it feels just like the same 
emptiness

try to belong
all things in their places
deny the shadows of your
creeping thoughts

forget those dreams
sounds are screwing with me
answers are the most 
beautiful thing 

try to create
just another sound wave
full of thought you stole
from someone else that stole

when is our life
going to feel just like
all of the dreams that we dream

when is our life
going to feel just like
all of the dreams that we dream
hundreds of shutters

the call came in the morning
they took her from her place
no one was sure what happened
but oh! make haste

the demons in your pocket
cigarrettes, meth, and booze
those beliers you held to
took the best of you

hundreds of shutters
could not hide the shame
of knowing your mind
was split nine hundred ways

one of these days i'll miss you
but i will not know why
i guess you'll still be whispering
evil nothings in my mind

hundreds of shutters
could not hide the shame
of knowing your mind
was split nine hundred ways

hundreds of shutters
could not hide the shame
of knowing your mind
was split nine hundred ways

 
hard times

his heart is worth it's weight in gold
the rest is all poison and rust
you hear the truth when he’s telling lies
he always finds a little hope in the hard times

the story hidden in his eyes
tells the wonder of the whole wide world
you can see it in the smoke when he lights a cigarette
he always finds a little hope in the hard times

you’ve never felt so alive
as finding your tanks run dry
the wheels have fallen off
but the wind is in your face
and you think of a reason to smile
in the hard times

his dreams put an end to any hope
matches, rotted wood and turpentine
when all the world smolders and is burnt to ash
he always finds a little hope in the hard times
catch your eye

i used to have it all
that block of years and days
that’s given to us all
to do with what you may

i’d wear the finest clothes
the best i could afford
i was the spark of every party
i’d drink all night til four

i was the light
shining from a star in the sky
thirty nine trillion miles i'd fly
just to catch your eye

those days are behind
i don’t miss them anymore
with you in my arms
my days are all yours

you are the light
shining from a star in the sky
thirty nine trillion miles you fly
just to catch my eye

you and me
love so sweet 
if that’s how it’s meant to be 
that just perfect to me 

you are the light
shining from a star in the sky
thirty nine trillion miles i'd fly
just to be by your side
just to catch your eye
just to be by your side
crooked in the sky
 
their lives a forest
of parched and scorched earth
all the trees there grow crooked in the sky
when the wind howls
the leaves sing haunting melodies
but I hear the beauty of each and every word
 
we go there every night
and share stories of our life
with all of the creatures living there
the tales that they tell
captivate my mind 
like no other drug or drink or religion that i’ve known
 
they tell me machines
will not make sweeter dreams
we should have started with the end in mind
like heathens we dance
for rain to cleanse our sins
help our planted dreams to grow true
 
our children ask questions
about the gospel that they preach
i can only hope they tease the good out from the bad
special is she
that is innocent when she dreams
finds the beauty in the crookedness that others cast aside