Took a drive to the beach at summer’s endHad to get out, get some air, had to swimTook my time with the driveSo many places I hadn’t beenFound a cabin steps from the shoreWatched the tide roll outNever made it in Booked a week though I wanted moreLeft 3 days after I stepped through the doorCouldn’t take the September coldBitter at the wood-soaked pitMy wet … Continue reading Cedar Cove Cabin
From the streetBuried disillusionCan’t competeLess than uselessStill I seeNothing moving, No restitutionA one-sided outdated constitution Written over unmarked graves No need to explain anythingReinvent reasons for choices madeIf you just pretend, it’s okay They say to let things fall where they mayThey say there’s a plan for things being this wayFor the greater good, they boldly proclaimHanging the hoods used to conceal their face Rested on concreteFace … Continue reading Constitution
Cut from the clothCollected scraps from the FleaChosen to leadPoisoned the well which we drink It’s all for the causeThe cause is in meA bartender keeps tabsWhile you spit blood in the sink Make way for the crusadersThe last of the divineIntervening will get you nowhereListening might Stand behind pillarsAn honest scout turns an eyeFumes emit from a sprinklerThey surround the outside Continue reading Cloth
From the vault, date unknown, sometime 2005-2006. They look like a manic Scribbled words at r a n d o m on blank paper, no structure, s Catte red all. over. Something out of a ransom It’s like I drank ink and spit it, a dark blotchy messBut those words on that page are me at my best Continue reading Manic
From the Vault, edited slightly before posting. Originally dated sometime in 2006 or so. Winter’s not so badWhen the snow lands on rooftopsAnd the ice begins to bindLocking everything downBut for a moment, the world is stillNot that those houses have legsBut boy, those walls sure could talkCould’ve fooled me anyway It’s twenty below and I’m dying of heatMust be all that hot air escaping … Continue reading Twenty Below
A work in progress, putting together the demo for it right now, thought I’d share the lyrics with ya before I share a snippet of what it sounds like. Sold on a dreamYou never had and I didn’t needIs this how you pictured love to be?You can tell me Met on a whim, Out to waste the nightFell for the smileAnd the way the light hit … Continue reading Our First House
I don’t hop onto Facebook too often these days unless it’s to answer a message from a friend there, but every once in a while when I do these throwback memories pop up and sometimes they’re worth taking a second to reflect on, like this one from November 17th 2011: Admittedly, I had to laugh a little when I read this one. For one, I … Continue reading Then & Now: A Look Back At 10 Years Ago
The cool air acts as a net, wrapping the trees in its hollow embraceThe dewey fog resting quietly over the lake,protecting the creatures below while they sleepThe distance becoming even more distant – hidden,in plain sightThe water lays still, invitinglybut just a drop of it is enough to send a chill up your spineA line sinks into the waterLost to the thick algae beneathThe tiny hairs … Continue reading Rabbit Bay
If these walls could talk, surely, they’d screamSo loud that this whole house would shakeAnd there I’d sit,restlessly, anxiouslyOn the bed I’d grown into and out of,Under the same frames holding the same pictures that have faded from each days protruding sunlight This room where I spent so many nights laying awakeDesperately searching for some semblance of worthiness, of purpose,Watching the cracks inch from floor to … Continue reading These Walls
I spoke a little bit about my decision to include this song on the EP in an earlier blog post about my friend Sean Gallagher, and I’m going to do my best not to repeat myself here so if you want the full scope, as it were, you’ll want to check out that blog post first. About the Track I of course can’t speak to … Continue reading Jestem Krzywym Lasem Track by Track: Such Great Heights
Crooked Forest 