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Glue - Holding the horizon hostage
(from the album Sunset Lodge EP)
© copyright 2005

God gave you a face that could crush a tough devotion,
you left my hands no matter how hard i was holding,
what kind of punishment do i expect for being distant,
i donít expect a second chance and I'm man enough to admit it
the steps i never learned, were lost in my fathers words,
the chances i never gave you, were lost in my mothers journal,
i use invisible ink because secrets are hard to keep,
and these seven days weeks have a habit of making you weak,
forget give everything again,
the same traps ripped my lifeline in unforgiving shreds,
so look around you and pick up any pieces you can find,
but i canít promise the big picture will be finally be right,
I have memories, my roadblock, stopping a new chapter from birth,
the sunny days donít seem to outweigh the way the night hurts,
faster than i watched myself become a ghost,
the mirror told me lies until my ear drums burst ,
So i lit the short fuse, the explosion killed us all,
now i sit around and wait for the season to fall,
so involved in love we lost our shot our only chance,
whatís your poison baby-doll, pity or romance?

I want this to stop, i reached out, you looked away,
get out of my guilt, youíre not welcome to stay,
I'm acting like we need one last conversation,
or itís never gonna end, gotta end the fascination,

I decided When the dizziness subsides in the endless car ride,
of scenery and blurry skies, i would escape that sky,
chasing us around the country, outsmarting the moon,
i need to get home, i need to go home soon,
before the stairs and front door change places,
me chasing my tail wonít seem so mundane and tasteless,
the way you made life race, the passion in your face,
had 50 years of trying to find a perfect pace,
hiding under the constant depression of your lows and highs,
i had reason, but even more i had you by my side,
when midnight called us away from reading and dreams,
when the blanket fell off your beautiful freezing feet,
my eyes never heavy, ready for the wide awake,
smash into a million pieces, when the last straw would break,
the future is coming, itís the past in a fancy dress,
upset that I'm not listening or in sunday best,
You want baby talk, but orphans like me are tongue tied,
30 miles from new york and you can still see the lights,
holding the horizon hostage, shoot the breeze for moving,
look what it cost us, look what weíre doing.....

I want this to stop, i reached out, you looked away,
get out of my guilt, youíre not welcome to stay,
I'm acting like we need one last conversation,
or itís never gonna end, gotta end the fascination,

All my friends are getting divorced, i was in the weddings,
maybe my bad luck has a habit of spreading,
Itís a vulnerable place, far from inner space,
with more love than the handles surrounding your waist,
I'm not going to pretend to know how you handle me,
but my secret victories are your public tragedies,
iíve teaching myself how to play the drums,
so i can beat the hell out of something other than my tongue,
a new outlet, letting myself get out,
from all traps you set up in the underground,
at this level we can finally see eye to eye,
but thatís because we both know how to lie,
down and let our demons finally find rest,
by whispering, god is the only answer to death,
tough calls and night-sweats, panic driven last steps,
touching on sensitive subjects and regret,
these kind of songs will haunt you, but i really donít mind,
looking back on the drama makes today feel fine,
drink up, three cheers for all the cheap shots,
the ones you drink and the ones you caught,
behind your back with your ears wide open,
this is me, honest, run down, coping.....
I'm sorry for bringing it up, hereís some dirt and a shovel,
bury this next to the last 2 years and all of your trouble.