noise

I wrote this song about a month ago, and I have since failed at all recording attempts.

The same feelings in this song are resurfacing again, so I thought I would share:

noise

lead me in this atmosphere--

we linger in the shadow of kings as dreamers to 

forever weave the bones of wayward thoughts.

speak up, won't you please?

all your brain is so bitter, my heart is so bare.

if only you and I could simply close our eyes and 

by and by, heal these goodbyes.

their trains have moved out of my neighborhood,

leaving their white walls but for dirt marks in places I know all too well.

this is the same town, your framed scowls and all I do is stare

into glass canvas, painting old faces--

they're all I think about.

chasing eyes to see if they'll look at me,

chasing words to see if they'll speak to me.

oh and I know you're gone,

oh and I know I'm lost.

chasing years to see if they'll stay with me.

every connection I have has drowned, garbling my words--it's all empty sound,

while the world has picked up a new language. did you intend to tell me?

the words I scream are dead now.

I found fourteen radios--I've lined them up in front of me.

I tuned each one to the different stations we used to scan,

and I'm still listening for your voice somewhere above the noise,

somewhere lost in all the noise.