Unfinished (as of tonight) Songs
"Untitled 2011 #1"
i saw you there; i cut your hair
your simple stare in the mirror
you closed the door; the 7th floor
so i hummed my tune a bit clearer
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"the Choice"
i thought that you might still love me
that your soul could feel
i thought that we’d both been through something
but it was never real
now i’ve got my whole mind working
on finding a new scene
still trying oh-so-hard to leave you
in the places we’ve been
but with eyes closed i can see you
when music plays it’s still your voice
and i will write a thousand more songs
before i’ve made this rotten choice
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"For the City We Loved, p. II"
so I’ve changed; you’ve stayed the same
your little streets with little names
the friends we shared for all these years
your shining light that disappeared
from the little clubs where we played our shows
to the limestone streets where no one goes
at night, it was just you and i
my poor city; let me dry your eyes
and move on from this
before neither of us exist
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"the Pills"
i can feel your stare upon me
know just what you’d say
but i can’t keep coming here with you;
i’ve got to get away
we take the pills our doctors gave us
though they make us feel like shit
and i numb myself like i can’t help it
when you say i’m just like him
were we ever so fine?
was it in my mind?
my god, i wore you like a pin
but never let you in
i wore you like a pin
but never let you in
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"Kind of Mopey Tune"
i used to write about the joy of things
now it just feels like more therapy
simple chords and lines that I don’t mean
sedate my mind and swear to leave me be
i used to walk around the streets at night
and make my soundtrack to the city lights
now i’m spending more and more time in my room
playing keyboards, trying not to think of you
i used to stay up for the fun of it
now i’m awake because i cannot sleep
i used to see the sun rise every day
haven’t seen it now in about a week
i used to care about the little things
like how girls dress on the first day of spring
there was a time i felt i could’ve changed the world
it’s just a rumour; just something i once heard
so when i say that i need you, still
its just because there’s no on else
and if i say "i can’t stand you", now
it’s just means i can’t stand myself
what happens to that love we shared
does it live on to be something new?
or is it out in the winter now,
walking home alone, drunk and feeling blue?
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yarr.