"And you walked for miles down the shores of California to the Coast of Mexico where you could hide And no one'd have to know." MFEO: Part 1

I swim across an ocean

It's my mattress in the basement

I'm sweatin' out excuses

That would make your stomach turn

The road we drove last night

Stretched from the desert to Las Vegas

We filled our cups, and lit one up

The snow began to burn

Oh, Oh maybe, we were made

We were made for each other

Ahh,

is it possible for the World to look this way forever?

Ahhh, Ahhh...

-MFEO: Pt 1 Jack's Mannequin

to contrast the last very depressing post with something happy.

listen to this song. It's great.

"At the comfortable glow from the porch, the one I will still call yours? All those words came undone and now I’m not the only one facing the ghosts."

All the colors

Of the rainbow
Hidden 'neath my skin
Hearts have colors
Don't we all know?
Red runs through our veins
Feel the fire burning up
Inspire me with blood
Of blue and green
I have hope
Inside is not a heart
But a kaleidoscope
-KALEIDOSCOPE HEART

THE LIGHTS

The outcasts walk slowly through the quiet night.

Air is thick with the blanket of winter.

They feel the wind whip at their face, icy slaps that sting and burn.

They are the outsiders. The lonely ones.

They are the spectators of the spectacular.

They are rejected. They are the lost.

Nighttime vagrants, wading through the darkness,

trying to find something.

Hopelessly searching.

For nothing will fill the deep gaping holes of lost love and lost innocence.

Dirty and unclean on the outside and the inside.

Slowly slowly slowly, wandering without purpose.

Past house after house after window after porch.

Knowing the glow from the windows are illuminating feelings that they will never again experience.

Happiness. Belonging. Warmth. Love. Security.

The lights are bright intruders in their dark world.

Alone.

Alone.

Alone.

This is what they know.

This is what they are.

This is all they deserve.

For the lost will remain irrecoverable.

The rejects will remain in despair.

The lonely will remain broken.

Tonight the lights are unbearable.

Tiny colorful bulbs illuminating complete and total failures.

Spots of hope in the night.

Out of reach.

Tonight the glow is brighter.

The feeling is total devastation.

Merry Christmas to the outcasts.

Finally, I'm letting go of all my downer thoughts In no time there'll be one less sad robot...

It's not that everyday

Everyday is coming up
With the green grass
But the times pass, when
I think of you
Whenever I'm at dinner
Finally I've found someone
To duel this lonely sea
I don't spend my nights
Searching for earthquakes
Though it's biblical
How fucked my sleep can be
But she won't sleep with me
Oh, Miss Delaney
What's the matter?
You waited by the window
I waited by the door

-Miss Delaney Jack's Mannequin

For My Favorite Person. 25 years!

"I have an amazing feeling when I finally held the tape in my hand. I just thought to myself that in the palm of my hand, there was this one tape that had all of these memories and feelings and great joy and sadness. Right there in the palm of my hand. And i thought about how many people have loved those songs. And how many people got through a lot of bad times because of those songs. And how many people enjoyed good times with those songs. And how much those songs really mean."

-When we got out of the tunnel, Sam screamed this really fun scream, and there it was. Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. Sam sat down and started laughing. Patrick started laughing. I started laughing.

AND IN THAT MOMENT, I SWEAR WE WERE INFINITE...

As I'm swimming through the stereo, I'll conduct a

symphony of sound.

 WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

As i'm cutting through you track by track

I swear...

But it was you I was thinking of

It was you I was thinking of...

And this flood, this flood

Is slowly rising up, swallowing the ground
Beneath my feet, tell me
How anybody thinks under this condition

Oh, it's a picture of perfection Ah, and the postcards gonna read "Fuck yeah we can live like this..." (Jack's Mannequin)

This is morning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking 'bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you start the day just to close the curtains
You're thinking 'bout what I've given up

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of!!!!

-The Mixed Tape

This flood (this flood) is slowly rising up swallowing the ground
Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
I'll swim (I'll swim) as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down
And now all I can see are the planets in a row
Suggesting it's best that I slow down

This night's a perfect shade of
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning dark blue

-Dark Blue

Two to none

Roads that lead away from this

I'm following myself just this once

And I've got spun

It appears you're spun as well

It happens when you pay attention

This could take all year

-Rescued

-sometimes lyrics just say it better. How i feel.