Harmony, Whilst The Music Of Your Concerto Fades

I fall to my knees as I open the closet door
All his things are gone, how could he just leave?
Was it something that I said, or was it something that I did
I don’t understand why he left, not a word was said.

Oh Nathaniel, where are you
Won’t you just come back to me?
I can forgive all your transgression
Just come back to Harmony.

I stare at the tearstains upon my pillowcase
Why can’t I just forget him, he didn’t love me anyway
If he did, he’d still be here, and he’s not and I don’t care.
But why can’t I stop crying every time I think his name.

These things are you fault Nathaniel,
These lines are all your doing,
And now I’ll undo the damage that you’ve caused.

Step one towards the ledge is the harder than I thought…

As she falls unto her doom, and slowly leaves the earth
A postal truck turns the corner and stops in front of her
Unaware the postman just drops the mail off in the slot
The only letter she received was addressed from Nathaniel Scotts

Nathaniel Upon Dry Hills

Nathaniel cries as he looks into the darkened skies over his hometown,
What was once beautiful has now become an institution that only dreamers can understand.

And they all drink their rum & wine,
Caring not the consequences of actions, that they themselves have yet to speak of.

Nathaniel knows that this is doom
He knows the forming clouds, pacing over his broken city
Aren't longing for any love
But begging only to drown it

They look not skyward as they dance
Eyes affixed on the girls before them
The one, two step of a beautiful masquerade
They rejoice, as though this were a parade

Flee Nathaniel
Leave this city behind to it's dust
Mother Nature will destroy it
Nathaniel, this you must trust
There is no God above
There is no Hell below
No one to judge you, for leaving behind these battered souls

Waves will crash as the water meets itself on the dirty ground before it
This is as much as Hell as anything you've ever seen
They danced so well, but they can't swim, if only they knew how
Then they could reach their lovers before they were swallowed by the mouth.

Upon dry hills Nathaniel looks at this new formed sea
He adds his tears to the waters, but they do not fall for thee
They are tears of joy because, he has finally made it out
Cities may burn, and towns may flood, and now this town has all drowned

Below the bodies rest upon the water, like they are a new bed
They sleep eternal sleep, finally they rest their heads
No one dances, no one sings, the music now subsides

Cities burn
Towns flood
And now this town has died.

Classic Mutiny Of The High Seas

Our captain falls from the highest crow's nest in the sea
Stranded with his shipwreck, Wooden leg in tow
He's the only one here who doesn't know.
This island harbors murders, liars, and thieves
And the men of the ship in which he leads

We'll bleed him dry, this is a mutiny in the highest regard
Take these decks to the depths, put this ship to the bottom
And tie him to the bow

It's not all lost now; civilization will survive
But unfortunately for our dear captain
It will be the last time that he ever
Calls us worthless and stares at us with his glass eye

Turncoats and traitors are we all
But at least we will be free
From love and lust and never knowing
What this wooden wreck will take on.

Throw this scourge to the sharks; even they won't feast of his flesh
Let him drown in the boat upon which he led us to our deaths…

Well, Since You're Down There, I Might As Well Kick You

Scattered my vital organs, amongst the grass
3 miles from my front door, but the earth is fading fast
Lights trapping me in, like a brightened mausoleum
Then by my own body, betrayed am I again

I never gave up, not once
Now I can't stop from dying
I'm not headed towards a white light
I'm just finding
That this is end of everything, just like I knew it was
Filthy these hands, face down in blood.

A corpse am I, eyes sunken and broken jaw
Tongue ripped from my mouth, for the cause
Left for dead in the pouring rain, sinking into mud
I survived your heartbreak, but I cannot take this flood.
A wave of consciousness that sinks into your bones.
You know well what you did, when you left me here alone.
It's not what you say, it's your primal reaction
Your reaction was to leave me battered and broken,
With nails driven into my lungs.

I never gave up, not once, but suddenly I've died
The white light is the sun reflecting off all the tears that you cry
This is the end of the world, apocalyptic as it was
Filthy these hands, soiled these clothes
Severed the legs, encased in blood.

Vile betrayer, you have shed from your disguise
You ripped my tongue from my mouth, so no one could hear my cries.

Abigail Played Murder In The Key Of "D"

She played concertos to the rhythm of a solemn heart
With grace, so beautifully, I cried and I smiled
She played my soul, and my heart, all at once
And she left me wanting more than I got.

So I screamed to her.

"Love can do many things,
It can tear you apart at the seams
Stab you like a knife
Infect you like a disease…
Or love can lift you to heights
Of Kings and their lovely Queens."

She looked deep into my eyes before she kissed me
I could tell there was a hurt inside those eyes
I whispered "Don't worry about the history,
I'm different from all those other guys."

I watched her play again, oh so beautifully
Her music seemed to echo all the pain
All the anguish that I had suffered
Translated through her strings.

I cried.

"You play so stunningly, It is a mystery
How you can speak my soul, with those strings
I've never heard such grace in all my days."

Love can do many things
It can tear you apart at the seams
Or it can make you realize
Just what life is like
When there's beauty
In your sights.

I loved her like no other
Such feelings I'd never felt before
Her smiled filled me with such happiness
And now I wanted nothing more.

Then she stopped playing suddenly.
And wrapped her strings around my neck
The blood rushed to behind my eyes
I knew I wasn't far from death.
My vision started to go black
I realized this was the end
I felt the blood trickling from my throat
And then she just left me for dead

I heard her play so beautifully
Her strings sang like never before
They sang of happiness and joy
From the body they left upon the floor…

Black Birds And A Change Of Viewpoint

Spray Painting Doves Black
Everything around me
Please just change
Turn these white walls
Into a familiar shade of grey
Just the monotone
And everything I said wrong
I fear these will all be
Shallow graves before long

Don’t speak to me counselor
Please just go away
Your antiquated cliches
Are more than my patience today

I’d like to say I’m sorry to the world
And I’d like to mean everything I say
Or at least have no one question
The words that compose my phrase

Everything around me
Please just change
If my blood were red
Let it now flow grey
This isn’t the same place
It’s not the same mystique
The mask have been removed
Until I don’t recognize a thing

Like the walls that surround me on all four side
Only they can tell you just what lies within
This is the deception I’ve played my whole life
But now it too grows thin...

The Dishonesty Of Crows
Fake your flight with a looped video of wings fluttering
The jury and I know you’re just running away
Scared of the life you didn’t think you were fit for
You’re just a prophet building false beliefs

How can you believe in me if you don’t believe in yourself

And I’d like to call you a liar
But I know you told the truth
You just left out the part
Where you were to scared to
Your biggest fear is to live your life alone
Well that’s become reality, you worthless fucking crow.

The phone rings to spill your pitiful cliches
Well I’m not listening, to a word you say
You crawl through the empty holes inside your head
The darkened spaces to which your heart has fled

So just fly away on your lead soaked wings
Crash into the ocean and sink.
You never learned to swim
You never learned to dance
Just words weren’t enough
When it came to love like this.

Christmas Eve In A Hotel Room

There's no way to lose track of the time
The alarm clock in my face, a constant reminder
The telephone don't ring, such a shame
It's like people think I want to sit and wallow in my pain

And there's just no place, like a hotel room on Christmas Eve
The only calming factor is the rubbish on TV
The dimly lit rooms, just a haven for the lonely
The sun doesn't rise on this side of the lobby…
There's just no place, for me.

The holidays in a hotel room just aren't the same.
The bed's not as warm and cozy and the one you left behind
With no one to talk to, watching cartoons all the time
Eating microwave lasagna isn't quite what I had in mind.
M&M's and potato chips, there's root beer in the fridge
With complimentary cups for you to pour it in.
With a single-cup coffee maker, and a lamp that swivels to any angle
I ask you just what more could anybody want?

With all these comforts of home, tell me why am I still alone?

My mind wanders to door, but I dare not open it
For fear of going out just seems a shame
I see all these couples walking, hand in hand for the holidays
And all they see is me.

I spend my money like its water, to try to pass the time,
If I tried to count the times I've gone shopping, I'd probably lose my mind.
In a feeble attempt just to appear alive.
Maybe I'll see someone I know, they'll ask me if I'm alright
I'll strike up a conversation, and we'll talk for hours at a time.
Or maybe not.

Maybe I'll just sit, and lose myself in these shows.
Shows that don't mean a thing to me…

All I Got For Christmas Was My Two Front Teeth, Dammit!

What do I do when sorrow drives a stake right through my heart?
Do I cry out loud in pain, clinch my chest and beg for relief?
Or do I just keep on walking like there's nothing bothering me?
You'll never know when it hurts
But when it hurts I want you to know
That I've been through this a thousand times before
Once I pleaded for bleeding or something more
But now that I'm grown and I'm on my way
Lines are just memories, passing away
Tell me, where do I go when heartache's pushing me to the edge of the cliff?
I've already dropped a thousand miles and I'm not sure where it'll go from here
Passion twists the fingers of the decadent messes to bring them to the surface for us all to enjoy
There's nothing like watching your greatest achievements being shattered by a hopeless romantic.
And I'll tie myself to the floor if it'll stop the train from hitting our blushing bride
Because her cheeks are so rosy I'm not sure she could take this all in stride
There's too many people with their minds on only one thing...
Who am I going home with tonight!
Tell me, who am I going home with tonight!
So what I do when compassion is nothing more than sinking cadaver in the middle of a tidal wave?
How do I bring back the chivalry that flourished just yesterday?
I could tell this story a thousand times but it wouldn't help you see the plight of the veterans.
So why not just barricade the door?
I'm not going home until someone shows me where all this love is coming from...
It's not over until somebody gets their way.

House On No Street

In the hell of the earth
Where no man dare go
There stands a house
That only death knows
It's fleeting in form
Withered in shape
And once the door opens
You'll never escape
The windows bleed black
So no one can see in
And peer into the torture
That this house represents

If you've only heard stories
Then consider yourself blessed
Because my tale is like kin
To a novel of death
Skin off the bones
And blood in the raw
Death speaking softly
With a long southern drawl

Now I regret the day
That I stepped foot in
Once the door shuts
There's no happiness again
Your pain can't compare
To what lies inside
You all bleed but know not
What it feels like to die

Hollow of all feeling
Void of all love
Stripped of your soul
Dragged through the mud
No shadow, no reflection
Just darkness in black walls
The stench of destruction
And blood in the halls

So keep your distance
Or end up like me
Dead and alone
In the house on no street

Escaping Hunterville

"It was terribly warm for that time of year...
          A humid October air stuck to my skin, leaving my clothes glued to my body, wet from the sweat and humidity. I wiped the sweat from my forehead as I looked on into the sunset, the only thing I could come to find beautiful at the time. For 10 years I sat on the steps of our house on Beachwood Street, and for 10 years I wanted to leave.                                                
          Don't get me wrong, I loved the neighborhood, all of our neighbors couldn't be any nicer to me; but it's not the surroundings that plagued me, it's what was going on right there in my own house.
          For 10 goddamned years the screaming, the yelling, the atmosphere itself had been the reason I spent my nights alone sitting right there on those steps. Sometimes I didn't even go inside to sleep at night, I'd just curl up on the bench on our porch and drift into a worried sleep. I always found myself hoping that the next day would be different, but it never was. Luckily, I had my school to escape from that hell, but it's always there leering in the back of my mind. When I got home, I'd spend my time outside with my guitar, pouring into it the emotions that I could confide in no one else...
          She'd call me in for dinner, and that's when it usually began...something didn't taste good, or dinner wasn't on time, or the house was dirty...something always pushed him over the edge. I'd absorb myself into my food, staring at it like it was mesmerizing me. But in the background, it was there. I tried so intently to block out the sound of his fist landing on her face; her hands pummeling him as fierce as they could. But it was no use…
          I'd finish my food as quickly as possible, and then slowly slip outside to just get away. In a few hours, the cries would die down, but I refused to go inside. I still remember the day I finally decided I hated both of them, and I despised even living with them. Even their hugs in the morning before I went off to school disgusted me. I didn't want them touching me with the same hands they used in anger the night before.
          Then came the night that it was somehow different, the screaming was worse, the blows rained down faster and harder than ever before. Oh God, then the gunshots…
          I knew what had happened; I just dropped my head into my hands and began to cry…
          The neighbors obviously heard what had gone on, because the next thing I knew, the lady next door was shaking me, asking me if I was okay. But I didn't answer her, I knew they were both dead. All I could do was cry…that's all I wanted to do…"
          I turned and look into the eyes of my wife, they were covered in tears; and I pulled her close to me, and kiss her forehead, and said "It's okay…I have you now, and you are all I could ever need…I love you." I returned my gaze to that house that tortured me 8 years ago. I watched as the wrecking ball smashed through the roof, then through the walls. I felt myself let out a little smile as it suddenly collapsed. I heard my wife whisper into my ear "I love you", and I turned and hugged her tightly, then said
          "Let's get outta here…"
          We took one last look at the now pile of rubble that used to be that fucking house. Then, we walked away, to never return again…

Ghost Never Die

The Ghost Of Epic Heroes (Put Myself To Rest)

Well here I go again, and my screams
They just sound like TV static
The absence and void of being
The descent of fatal flaw...
O' heart, you've never felt so deadly...

I draw back with all my might...

But yet my sword draws no blood
Yet my blade brings no scar
How do I fight when I'm useless
A beggar in warrior skin...

Strung up from gallows I helped construct...

Call me a thief
Call me a liar
Use the only words you know
Force-feed me your diet
Of broken promises
Your poison soup
For my tortured soul...

O' heart, you've never failed me so...

Rain down, and flash black, so none but us can see

The Ghost Of Those In Panic (Forest Of Sleeping Giants)
I'm wide awake watching
This whole world sleeping in...

What do I do?
How do I warn them,
If we follow the path of these ways
Then there's no way we can ever leave this hell

Am I the only one here,
Who sees the tragedy,
That we are about to unfold?

So keep the door shut
Open the window instead
And crawl out to the back alley
Before someone finds us dead...

And we are all just messengers
With a warning that we share
First we must realize our position
Before we take on the burden we bear

Scream at the top of your lungs
"Those who are now sleeping,
Everybody, Please wake up!"

The Ghost Of Painful Memories (A House Under Dreary Skies)
There is no home here now
Just a building that I can see
The grass has died and faded
And the walls are cracked and worn
The photos that once hung on the wall
Have now crashed to the floor

There's no home here now
There's no place to lay my head
The silence feels so hollow
Like emptiness and death

This is not the place I learned to
Walk, and talk, and live
It seems like a ghost of
A past that never happened...

I can forget the screams
I've learned how to forgive
But as I look around, I can tell
There is no home here now,
And this is no place I want to live...