Feed

Comes with a price,
You know, That's good advice
Got to me twice
F***'in nice, such good advice

I found a way to the ground and this day's always mine,
Feel like I got all I want but I need what is right

You gotta feed the fight,
The change, and we can make it happen...

Found it dead as a map nasty glove 'cross the face of the gods
I'm a fan and I want to come along
Just like a tease or a smile on a trap
I could live
I could talk
I could play
I could be what you want...

Goes like this...

Someday Always Comes

Glad to kinda-dmit to know, it
Long before we had to show, it
Still might shine before it's gone

Big enough to be a cow, boy
Dumb enough to try it now, boy

See my fine little friends
When you gotta fly, away
Someday, someday always comes

Everybody finds a home, and
Somehow less inclined to roam, and

Ain't nobody calls for prizes
Could have been a fine old more-or-less
Still might shine before it's gone

Like Poverty

Thought about you
And the rain it had too
Until the clouds could slip away
And I'd never leave
So you could not stay

Bored and crazy
Everything was maybe
Let's take a different point of view
If you'd save my life
Then I'd save yours two

Disapproving
Taking sides and losing
A little more of us each day
If it turned around
Then you'd turn away

All the bad days
Got drunk and drove the long way
To find lost things got found as well
And we're glad to be
In this show and tell...

So I'm left, gone like poverty

 ...A Velvet Sun

And I want a velvet sun
And it would shine hello
And it won't be the same
If we ever say so

Green grass could of graced it
Now come back and finally face it
Don't define or offer reason
I'm coming down from my highest season

I want the whole world to see, you ran yourself into me

Inside a Bomb

Bury the doubt
Kiss the mountain top
Breathe with the fault line drift
Danny comes up
Found an original sign
Written inside a bomb
Finally got started tonight
Should've enjoyed the show
To hell with mister right
He died of a need to know
She's on original time
I'm getting ready to go...

Glad to be Alone

Sleep all you can
Sleep through the whole f***-up devine
I'm on your side
I'm on your side most of the time

If we could steal summer
Make a deal with the madness
I'd take this
We're on the phone in it now
I know you know that it's endless
'cause we're glad to be alone

Please don't say please
Even though it's what you should say
You don't believe
This ever won't be going your way

We're going on
Going on to where we can go
We're going on what little we know

If we could steal summer
Make a deal with the madness
I'd take less
We're all alone in it now
I know you know that it's endless
Still, we're glad to be alone...

Poverty Again

Instrumental