Safe and Sound

Smile for me

and show me what I can never have.

But as long as your next to me,

it doesn't matter.

So let's live our lives

the only way we know how,

we'll drink and joke

and I'll lace every single word

with "I love you."

I'll flash you every single look

with that twinkle in my eye,

and I'll hold you like this forever;

safe and sound.

If you could only see

what's right in front of you.

Next time I smile,

know it's just for you.

Tomorrow when the sun rises,

know it's just for you.

And when it dies

and the stars shine on your street,

know I'm looking up and them

and thinking of you.

So lets live our lives

the only way we know how.

We'll drink and joke

and I'll lace every single word with,

"I love you."

So let's live our lives

the only way we know how,

like every day is our last.

And as long as your next to me,

time will never pass us by.

So flash me that smile I love

and know that every thing I do,

Is for you.

Princess with a Pension in Peril and Thinking about Loss Prevention

Princess sailing on the dawn of sorrow

she asks,

when will it be tomorrow?

When will tomorrow be today?

And how long has it been…

Since we ran away?

And how long have we been…

Sailing this bruised ocean?

And how long has it been…

Since we ran out of that feel good potion?

I long for you,

instant gratification.

I long for a little,

fornication

…Of the heart and soul.

But your hard heart

bound in cement shoes

is too far gone now

so take me here

under the watchful eye of the moon

under the blank sky that reflects our bruised ocean.

Replace my feel good potion

make me forget why we ran away

make me forget about today

bring tomorrow on your lips

confessions made in our hips

…And may the moon forgive us for this.

Los Angeles

The guardian of our fair city

perched in the sad sky,

the patron saint of last call.

Sitting in your throne

you watch us stumble off our stools

we howl like mad men,

cry like children.

and pour out our hearts

like inmates at last confession.

Dreamers with hope in their eyes,

artists with sorrow in their hearts

you beseech us,

all the same.

You watch over us.

And here in your home,

at the end of the world.

We sit.

Hourglass

In the silence of our surrender

we’d become fragmented shells

of our former selves,

responding only to physical impulses.

We were lost to the world

wandering the dark abyss

that is our lives,

looking for that blinding light,

that white flash of hope

that we once shared.

But this is the life we’ve been given

despite all our parents prayers.

And as this moment passes to obscurity,

a passage in time that no one will remember

we’re dragged across existence

like a lazy southern drawl

and covered with the slurred comfort of eternity.

We have become footnotes

in the history of the world.

Once day these shackles of sin and sorrow

will be broken.

The key kept inside a beating heart,

my siren of freedom that wanders this dirty valley.

Dear Summer

The persuasive thoughts

of yesterday haunt me.

Longing for a nostalgic embrace

but remember those late nights drives

oceans and lighthouses

the Boss’ voice pushed out those old speakers.

A lullaby for the lonely,

the quiet sadness that haunted us.

Remember, until your broken arms

mend around a fading smile.

‘Cause it fades with the season,

and yeah bay,

“We burned out.”

So fade away to the tune of Thunder Road

and look back on me with a smile,

‘Cause summer romance

end at dawn.