North

As You Sleep Close your eyes and I will be swimming. Lullabies fill your room and I will be singing, singing to only you. Don’t forget I’ll hold your head, watch the night sky fading red. But as sleep, and no one is listening. I will lift you off your feet and keep you from sinking. Don’t you wake up yet, ‘cause soon I’ll be leaving you but you won’t be leaving me. In the car, the radio keeps me searching for your star. A constellation of frustration. Driving hard, singing my thoughts back to me, like watching heartache on TV. But as you sleep and no one is listening, I will lift you off your feet and keep you from sinking. Don’t you wake up yet ‘cause soon I’ll be leaving you, but you won’t be leaving me. Singing my thoughts back to me; like watching heartache on TV. But as you sleep and no one is listening, I will lift you off your feet and keep you from sinking. Don’t you wake up yet ‘cause soon I’ll be leaving you but you won’t be leaving me.

Space Home, is this the quiet place that you should be alone? Is this where the tortured find there own? I don’t know, but I can tell this isn’t you, your cover’s blown. Oh no, don’t you dare hang up that phone. Hey, give me space so I can sleep. Give me space so I can sleep. Give me space so you can drown in this with me. In this place, a lonely escapade in outer space. There’s no antidote for irony you say. That you have, when you know that you don’t and you say that you can when you know that you won’t. Hey, give me space but I can’t breathe. Give me space but I can’t sleep. Give me just one inch I swear that’s all I’ll need. These padded walls and TV screens, sometimes, they make me want to scream.

Down Lets get drunk, you can drive us to the harbor, wish upon a star, but do you know what stars are? Balls of fire burning up the black space falling from a landscape exploding in the face of god. Lets get crazy, talk about our big plans, places that your going, places that you haven’t been. Build my walls up, concrete castle, Keep this kingdom free of hassle. Yeah. I hear sound echo in the emptiness all around but you can’t change their loneliness. Look what you found, I’ve fallen down. Taste the saline, rolling down your cheekbone. Tell me that you’re alone, tell me on the telephone. Feel your heart, it breaks within your chest now. Try and get some rest now, sleep’s not coming easy for a while, child. I hear sound echo in the emptiness, all around but you can’t change this loneliness. Look what you’ve found, I’ve fallen down.

Only Ashes Piece by piece and bit by bit, I’ll break this down for you real slow. Still I can’t whisper all of this, I can’t seem to let this go. Watch the matches, turn to ashes. I can tell as you turn, I smell the sulfur so clear. Fire’s a beautiful sound. The wings that you burn they turn to ashes my dear, and ashes just fall to the ground. We’re only ashes. Part by part and inch by inch. You’ll have your mile when it’s through. Incinerate what’s left of this and torch the part of me that’s you. Watch the matches, turn to ashes. We’re only ashes.

Me and the Moon It’s a good year for a murder. She’s praying to Jesus, she’s pulling the trigger, there’s no tears ‘cause he’s not here. She washes her hands, she fixes the dinner. But soon they’ll be coming to rush her away and no one’s so sure if her crime’s had a reason. But reasons like seasons, they constantly change. And the reasons of last year, like seasons have floated away. Away with the spilt milk, away with the dirty dishwater, away. 17 years and all that he gave was a daughter. “It’s me and the moon,” she says, “And I’ve got no trouble with that. I’m a butterfly, but you wouldn’t let me die. It’s me and the moon,” she says. It’s over, but it’s just started. Blood stained carpet. Her heart’s like a crystal, she’s lucid and departed. The life left behind, she will find in a mind gone away. Away with these nightmares, away with suburban shakedown, away. You marry a role. You gave up your soul and you break down. “It’s me and the moon,” she says, “And I’ve got no trouble with that. I’m a butterfly, but you wouldn’t let me die. It’s me and the moon,” she says. What do you say we go for a ride? What do you say we get high? ‘Cause I’m so tired of days that feel like they’re night. “It’s me and the moon,” she says, “And I’ve got no trouble with that. I’m a butterfly, but you wouldn’t let me die. I’m a butterfly, but you wouldn’t let me die. It’s me and the moon,” she says. “I’m a butterfly.”

The Runaway If you ran to the edge of the earth, I would catch you and you would be safe. If you fell down the well, I will bring you a rope and take all the pain. All the pain, all the pain that you hide from me every day. If you’re missing, I will runaway. I will build a path to you. If you’re missing I will runaway, because I find myself in you. If I woke up alone, I won’t stop til I find you and you are with me. Cause by now, I know you better than you know yourself and I know what you really need. What you need or I need. But either way this is where you should be, here with me. Or I’ll bleed, so much that you won’t believe. You better not, you better not run ...

Ruthless This is the only lonely picture, waiting on my floor, littering my shore. This is the last true burning letter given to a girl, written by a boy, living in a world, created to destroy. But if I built you a city, would you let me? Would you tear it down? But there you go for the last time, I finally know now what I should have known then. But I could still be ruthless if you let me, but there you go when I’m not done. Waving goodbye, well at least you’re having fun. The rising tide will not let you forget me. This is your ghost that kneels before me. Razors on her tongue, a body full of oxygen, it won’t be the last time she’ll ignore me. Thinning in my skin without the strength to go. Winter setting in to cover you in snow, but if I can build you a city, would you let me in? Would you tear it down? But there you go for the last time. I finally know what I should have known then. But I can still be ruthless if you let me, but there you go when I’m not done. Waving goodbye, well at least you’re having fun. The rising tide won’t let you forget me. I’ll raise towers and drink them rivers and walk them oceans to drown in. You won’t make a sound in. But there you go for the last time. I finally know what I should have known then. But I could still be ruthless if you let me. But there you go when I’m not done. Waving goodbye, well at least you’re having fun. The rising tide will not let you forget me ... forget me.

She Paints Me Blue Thought I watched the lights go out in your house. Wondering how I could get so deep and you could still get sleep. In vain I blame my trembling on the cold air, but I can’t hide that I’ve relied on you, like yellow does on blue. And you’re my good feeling. I’m kneeling. Inside a room she paints me blue, and you are my reason for breathing. Inside a room she paints me blue again. Atlanta started raining on me and teenage love was underground. Tonight I’ll break the surface. Atlanta started raining on me, but no young girl was claiming me or naming me and destiny gets nervous. And you’re my good feeling. I’m kneeling. Inside a room she paints me blue, and you are my reason for breathing. Inside a room she paints me blue again. And you’re my good feeling. I’m kneeling. Inside a room, she paints me blue. And you are my reason for freezing. Inside a room she painted blue again.

Break Myself I’m on fire and the days is feeling hopeless. You’d see me burning , but the burning is turning smokeless. Soon I won’t feel at all, no. It’s electric, the neon hurt inside your phone call, the layered sadness and the madness it revolves, breaking down the walls where you find love, no. I’m willing to break myself. To shake this hell from everything I touch. I’m willing to bleed for days, my reds and grays, so you don’t hurt so much. Now I’m static, as your sky is turning purple and gray. I’m learning that the farther that I craw. The farther that I fall- is that OK - no. And you’re in pieces, as your world becomes a rainstorm. You’ve got no shelter- I’m a thousand miles away. If you survive the day you say, say you’re leaving. I’m willing to break myself to shake this hell from everything I touch. I’m willing to bleed for days, my reds and grays. So you don’t hurt so much, so you don’t hurt so much. Never again- until we fire this gun. Never again- you’re the only one. Never again- But you’ve already gone. I’m willing to break myself, I’m not afraid. I’m willing to break myself, to shake this hell from everything I touch. I’m willing to bleed for days, my reds and grays .. So you don’t hurt so much. So much .. So much .. SO MUCH.

I Won’t Make You I’m under attack again my dear. I’m in the way. Got no resolutions, no clever antidotes to say. And still if I yell at the top of my lungs, will it be the same? I’d fly you a flag, I’d bury this pen into my veins. I want to feel through you tonight, but I won’t make you. No, I won’t make you. Scream my name just one more time, but I won’t make you. No, I won’t make you. The telephone number I got from you says “Nobody’s home right now.” The best thing I can think to do is leave it alone. You had an apology in your mailbox since last July. Funny when you find the words to say, you find no reply. It’s been hours now, to be here like this. Just to lay you down, just to taste your lips. Just to keep me up, I’m so tired of sleeping. Just to lay inside you and know this feeling.

21 and Invisible Some days go by, I wish I were famous, or maybe religious so I would go to Heaven just like you. I would have a big house, complain about taxes and pay off my ex’s. Ain’t that living? No one makes fun of me ‘cause I can’t stand up for myself. We’re 21 and invisible. Can’t wait to screw things up. We’re 21 and invisible. I’m in power for the hour, I guess today’s gonna blow us away. I’ve got a girlfriend. She tells me she really needs me and she loves me. We’ll probably get married. Oh no and everyone will bite their tongue so hard it bleeds. When my mom hears this song she’ll tell me I’m crazy. She’ll say to me “Son you’re much too young, go have some fun- don’t waste your youth like I did.” We’re 21 and invisible. Can’t wait to screw things up. We’re 21 and invisible. I’m in power for the hour, I guess today’s gonna blow us away. And it’s been autumn since the day I met you. If I hit bottom, must I crawl out alone? And I don’t wish to know the secrets of summer at all.

Miss America Another lonely night in Amsterdam. Stars were coming out in waves. I miss my Miss America from Park Hotel, but I’m too stoned to call today. And when everything you’ve wanted is hard to hide behind your eyes. Am I looked in my hotel room, turning over our good-byes. I will write this down for you, so you can read it. I will hold my breath for you so I can’t feel it. You don’t have to see me this way, ‘cause this way I’m okay. I will write this down for you. Another lonely night in Amsterdam. The water moving through the sound of the blood that’s boiling in my veins. And the food I can’t keep down. And I won’t care if you don’t love me, and I won’t care if you don’t change. I would live inside these shadows that I cast for you if it meant that you would stay. And I’ll be home before the morning comes and you won’t have to be alone. I will write this down for you, so you can read it. I will hold my breath for you so I can’t feel it. You don’t have to see me this way, ‘cause this way I’m okay. I will write this down for you. Oh Love, you’ve tangled me again. Oh Love, when does this twisting end? I will write this down for you, so you can read it. I will hold my breath for you so I can’t feel it. You don’t have to see me this way, ‘cause this way I’m okay. I will write this down for you.