1. |
Fine Lines
03:25
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Conversations thin.
Thicken up and try it all again.
No, I don't really wanna vent,
came home one night and there she went.
Off to the next I guess,
Now I'm stuck here floating the mess.
With nothing really left to do
I just gather up these things untrue.
Stick and stones could break your bones
but love of mine I'll carry you home.
Now its such a fine line
between what's yours and what is mine.
Here you are safe and sound
trying hard to think aloud.
the words they just won't come out.
A life filled with steady doubt
it takes you where you just won't go
when you get there just let me know.
Stick and stones to break your bones
but love of mine I'll carry you home.
and its such a fine line between what's yours and what is mine.
and its such a fine line
between what's yours and what is mine.
between what's yours and what is mine.
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2. |
Slipping Away(Anyway)
02:49
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Oh my god I'm slipping away again,
Slipping away again.
One light to show the barrel in your way.
I'm taking it all down today
I'm taking down the day.
Behind you eyes I see the chapel in the haze,
chapel is in the haze.
Open up your doorway I'm shaking anyways.
I'm shaking anyways.
I'm shaking anyways.
Anyway.
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3. |
Follow Through
03:28
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All of this wondering is for you.
Back up baby, look at the things I do.
The mood is lazy, you're talking crazy
Follow through.
The feeling is just right
you're feeling the night, ya follow through.
And I don't really know the deal
I can't really tell what's real.
And you, you shoulda run.
from the things you're thinking
from that gun.
You threw it away
with nothing to blame and it goes.
Got caught in the shade
and lost your way, it just goes.
And I don't really know the deal
I can't really tell what's real.
And I don't really know the deal
I can't really tell so follow through.
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4. |
Waking Up
03:33
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We all know that you let me go
far too suddenly it seems.
Now and then I catch myself slipping,
daydreaming how it coulda went.
While I'm out here running in circles.
Commotion is steady in my head.
This one thing that steers me, emotion.
without it who would I really be?
I'm waking up-
I'm waking up.
And here I lay half awoken,
thoughts of you come pouring out.
It's like watching all kinds of movies,
when all you want to do is sleep
and sleep.
I'm waking up.
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5. |
Walk Away
03:05
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I have been away for far too long.
The seasons have changes and there goes fall.
And year after year I hear them call.
But I'll just roam around no point at all.
Hey, what would they say?
if I walked away and left today,
what would they say?
If I proudly walked away.
No songs of warning
I've left it all behind.
In the distance I'm joining
a much safer side.
Somewhere in those mountains,
the animals they sleep.
waiting for spring to wake them,
I need that kind of relief.
Hey, what would they say?
if I walked away and left today,
what would they say?
If I proudly walked away.
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6. |
What A Mess
03:21
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I'm lucid dreaming,
I'll soon be up.
But without you I'm stuck in my rut.
With those eyes you compromise,
My feelings, my secrets, and places I hide.
And though your image is burned in my brain,
You'll keep your distance and forget my name.
And I think god,
what a mess.
and i know why it's all a mess.
And I think to myself,
what a mess.
and I know that it's a fucking mess.
And this one is finally waking up,
to see the light and to fill my cup.
If there's one thing that still holds true,
without you I'm better off than I knew.
And I thank god for the mess.
and I know why it was such a mess.
and think to myself,
what a mess.
and i know it's a fucking mess.
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7. |
Time's Up
03:55
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No one is telling me so,
Now no one has to know.
That I've been over and done,
with the things that put me on the run.
Softly spoken words,
while left with feelings you knew were so absurd.
And I can't figure it out,
why we feel the need to scream and shout.
I've been wasting all these precious years.
I've been bottled up and switching gears.
The hands of the clock have finally stopped,
and all of my time is almost up.
it's up for me, time is up for me.
it's up for me.
It's up to me.
been wasting all...
been wasted all...
been wasting all my time,
It's all up.
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Countdown To Sunset Dallas, Texas
A solo project all about creative expression and musical exploration.
Welcome to the countdown
New full length album "This Grave I'm Digging" drops April 2018
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