Faces & Steeples I'm hitting the floor head first, face down, legs on the cold floor where they'll find me in the morning time. I'm tired of seeing faces faintly shaped in the sanctuary where I lay my head tonight. Rewind, if I could for just one night so that I could come home to you feeling all right. Hearing somewhat impared but I swear the room is telling me to move on 'cause i dont need it. I move across the room to switch seats but the massage feature from the green chair is stuck in my back like the knife you stuck in my back four months ago. I'm not sure but the date could be exact. I'm sure you'd love to see me now so that you could tell me all about your progress or tell me how to live my life even though you aren't a part of it anymore. Like I said I'm seeing faces and steeples and feeling lingering features. Hearing phone calls and re-runs through vibrations in the floor, but its the last time this time
The James Day Parade The James Day Parade coming to your town this summer, dear. Its always on time its always the right time but dont be affraid cause you know I am here. I'm always here. The James Day Parade with its tents and its clowns setting up camp in your neighborhood. The streets are all flooded up to the brim but don't be affraid because you will not find him. You won't find him. He won't find you. The heat is on to find new summer love. Sweating down your back into my mouth. Tasting the salt on the tip of my tounge sweetening the words you long to hear. You long to hear them. The James Day Parade coming to your town this summer, dear. Its always on time, its always the right time but dont be affraid cause you know I am here.
Once Inside i come home from the worst of days to find that i have come too late. she lays me down on sheets of white, and walks me through the cold night. i close my eyes and i think of you. and in my mind you feel like i do, and this dream where no one cries. and in this dream there are no good-byes.time is frozen still just for us. there is time to kill there is no rush. yet morn will come and i will wake. still in my dream it's not so fake. close your eye's but don't say goodbye. once inside no one cries.
Orangewalk Town Orangewalk town, Belize. The year is two thousand and three. Would there be anyone there to explain what happened on that day when you arrived, stepped off of the boat and everyone in town died? Is it all right that Friday night was the best night of my life? I haven't smiled so true in years. I didn't mean to get you sick. I couldn't not. Could not resist. I had to find out and now I know that the perfect kiss does exist. Its just good old fashioned American made disease. Its not your fault but you can blame it all on me. Its not the end of the world but it may be for Belize and I dont want you to go, and I think you would agree. Is it all right that I miss you this much everyday? I hear Belize is unbearable this time of year. Drink a cup of crooked tea by yourself, have one more for me. Savoring the taste because you have all week.
Sidewalk by the way has anyone ever told you how good you'd look in the rain? catching drops of it in your mouth, spinning like an angel. by the way, i must say to you. by the way have i ever told you what i meant to say you could bring me to my knees using just the scent of your pages. i need you more than you'll ever know, i need you more than i'm willing to show. ever since the day you sat there with your hair let down, not paying attention to me just reading your poems aloud. i wish i were your sidewalk so you could walk on me. you could walk all over me. you could walk all over me, you could curse my name, and then you could even say how you never want to hear my name or see my face. But that's alright 'cause i know i'd love you anyways.
Tired of the View never again will i fall so far into just one pair of eyes. ive lost control but you don't see that i'm falling in love but i'm running out of time. i'd love to stay here forever. i'd love to say to you forever. i love two real eyes like yours. never enough for me to leave things alone, the way you left me a year ago in the cold. i sat for months and months and wondered what would never be now that i'm gone. after all this time i love two real eyes like yours.
Waiting on the weeks end- Please just accept this you know i regret it but you can't forget that it's meaningless to me. I'm waiting on the right time, but you know thinking of you dearly now. I'm thinking of you. My world comes down right on time, its a cold night. I confided in their. heart to keep me warm. I was waiting on the weeks end but you know I'm thinking clearly now this time. I'm thinking of you. My world falls down around chapped lips on Sunday and I'm confiding in their hearts to keep me warm. I know there's never an excuse to hurt you, but I just can't bear losing you again. Please accept this, you know I regret it but you can't for get that it's meaningless now.I was waiting on the weeks end, but you know I'm thinking clearly now this time. I'm thinking of you.
