The shut doors and the broken window The unmade bed and the unpaid leaves Lying in reticence with leftovers on the floor And not wanting...

I took a picture of a girl tripping tipsy On the fine line of my fluidal confusion She was mad that I wasn't holding her So I wrote this...

It is a mad world we live in Months fade away, without a word spoken Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday Yet we wish each other I believe Oh...

The filled tables and hot coffees, People in red, lying lips, dreamy eyes. The blue tee and the strawberry milkshake Tight lips, beaming...

Driving to sunsets whistling tunes, Let the wind caress our past wounds. Gear up your soul for a chance at love, As the sun falls below...

The kids and their smiles running with bats and balls All trampled by these tall concrete monsters The streets with bicycle races,...