"A Lesson In Etiquette"
(J. Rollings)

When phasing out the simple need
For human interaction
Being casual can make you feel
Slightly less nervous about this
When phasing out the simple need
For human interaction
Being casual can make you feel
Slightly less nervous about this

"Deaf Ears For Mute Mouths"
(J. Rollings)

Your lips like dead men tell no tales
There's safety in the sounds, there is safety in the sounds that I make
You'd say What's wrong, God got your tongue?
I never a hear single sound, a single solitary sound that you'd make
Anyway we dice this situation
I never a hear a single sound, a single solitary sound that you make
Your lips like dead men tell no tales
There's safety in the sounds, there is safety in the sounds that I make

Let's drink this concoction
With an extra vial for my ears
Let's drink this concoction
See if you say something I can hear

Make a sound to let me know what I've been missing (x4)

But she speaks in inaudible tones towards a set of ears the sound never will
call home and you know, this will occur again (x4)

"Flight Patterns"
(J. Rollings)

You've flown yourself into a frenzy,
Screaming "I'm not enough!"
But you're good enough,
you're good enough for me
You've flown yourself into a frenzy,
Screaming "I'm not enough!"
But you're good enough,
you're good enough for me

This is not the course
That we had set in our minds
The one that has been blazed
By those that have traversed the stratus
Fear is replaced by a knowledge
That we're hollow like the hallowed,
Sacred ground we fear we're slowly, steady

Crashing into it (x4)

In the wake of this
Will you still call me yours?
In the wake of this
Can I still call you lover?

Lover, I'm trying my hardest
But it wasn't good enough for you
Lover, I'm trying my hardest
But it wasn't good enough for you

This is not the course
That we had set in our minds
The one that has been blazed
By those that have traversed the stratus
Fear is replaced by a knowledge
That we're hollow like the hallowed,
Sacred ground we fear we're slowly, steady, crashing

We have passed our extraction point
Not that we ever could go home
To their safety, trust me they know, they know everything
Not that we ever could go home
To their safety, trust me they know, they know

"Lorezapam Pageantry"
(J. Rollings)

To savor the taste on the tip of your tongue
To crave bittersweet fraudulent escape from life
To curb your quote, unquote anxieties non-existing

But she says she's never felt alive before, until her clutching hands obtained lorezapam
And I can't talk to you when you're in this fashion,
trussed up just like a paperdoll going to a pageant
And trussing up in pageantries

She feels the runway lights demanding something better
She calls, she calls their glowing warmth her home

I cannot talk to you when you're in this fashion
Trussed up like a paper doll (x2)

I have never seen anyone as lowly as you (x2)
Lowly as you (x2)

But she says she's never felt alive before, until her clutching hands obtained lorezapam
And I can't talk to you when you're in this fashion,
trussed up just like a paperdoll going to a pageant
And you are trussing up in pageantries

Oh runway lights!
She's ready for her closeup

"Mo Chuisle"
(J. Rollings)

Slightly and softly caress curves of her body
And we're all alone
Slowly and sweetly comparing pulses beating
When all alone
The taste of disdain for the ones who ruled us before
We were all alone
Stretch out your fingers the pain will leave that lingers
Leave you alone

But slowly from the East they come running
Bent on capture but they won't stop us now
We can't resemble them all

The fury and the rage
The shaking of the cage
I don't want it
We don't need it
The title and the wage
The shouting of the sage
I don't want it
We don't need it

From where you came from they will return you
Thinking they've sheltered you from all harm
But the love and the favor I have shown to you
Will be right here waiting with open arms

To bring you back where you belong

"There Were Footprints"
(J. Rollings)

They came in surgical and clean
A duet of masked figurines
But I know, I know, I know, I saw it all

I saw them take you and they turned and fled its all I know, its all I know (x2)

Repeat it until it becomes like second nature to the drones (x2)

They came bearing arms and left something to brag about
Their escape was uniformed like jazz tigers
They came bearing arms and left something to brag about
Their escape was uniformed like jazz tigers

Oh there must be something of use
Some tear of cloth, some form of a clue

Release the dogs!
The evidence presents a stench!
Release the dogs!

They came here in silence, unprepared for their fall!

I saw them take you and they turned and fled its all I know, its all I know (x2)

I've never felt so alive when chopping at roots exposed

"Tracers"
(J. Rollings)

You are obsessed with all the practical, possessed by all the practical (x6)

Now welcome the phantoms that haunt you
Sing hallelujah, how's it go?
Hallelujah how does it go?
Now welcome the phantoms that haunt you
Sing hallelujah, how's it go?
Hallelujah how does it go?

Hallelujah how's it go? Hallelujah how does it go? (x2)



Archives

"Abattoirs In Her Repertoires"
(J. Rollings)

I want to be the pen inside your hands, your sweaty palms, your fingertips and in your mouth.
Pressed against the paper in such a way the ink will run over your text and smear your words.
Is this how you like to bleed, in royal blue? Your such a queen, a tour de force, a visionarie
With an unrivaled acuteness for every detail has been planned out. Don't lose your nerve!

Everything must be done with a surgeon's precision.
And you say, "If they're on to me,
They'll catch on too late and still be shown no mercy!"

This includes you and everyone!

Red flushed glances greet you at every mirrored image you see

"Sideways We're All Symmetrical"
(M. Davis & J. Rollings)

The rythmic silence cradles our eyes
They never wanted us to die
To let the beauty of the sun be lost in the sand
But there's a certain static on the radio
Let me breathe the condensing emotion
Be the blind noise that drives me back home
Gather the speech from a living voice

The note still swims in dark water
Displacing the secrets hidden under a lost street

We learn to sleep amongst the moonlight
The wasps remind me of a florescent life
This is taking a step forward?
Falling through the blackout of white

I take steps forward only just to fall through the blackout of white
Falling through the blackout of your mind has led us to where we felt we belonged

Why did you choose this
To keep all of your secrets hidden only in me

For the scent of
For the trail they'll find us out
And they'll track us down to where we "belong"
And they'll do the worst to us
They'll strip all of us one by one
And next, the only thing that I fear

That they will slit our throats in a heartbeat
Fold this room up and take it with you
Because you will always hold its secrets

The credits roll
The dream will end
And this will all occur again

The deeds that we've done are the actions we'll pay for
Carrying our shame like a weight, like an eyesore

"The Birkenhead Drill"
(M. Davis & J. Rollings)

Set sail with the stars at night
We drove along the causeway with the port in sight
"All aboard." were the first words we spoke
I waved goodbye and left my life with you
I would have lost it all
The skies were calm and sea was silent

Smoke filled hallways and smoke fill my lungs
Clouds flood the dashboard, the walls are red with blood
It gets so hard to breath when the air is filled with secrets

We chant on and on and on and on "God help us all!"

The ground gets closer and the wheels touch down
Wings rip through trees, turbines cut like knives
Bodies tear apart strangled by the anchor lines
Airbags deploy and float like bombs
Fuel sleeps on water and it burns on and on
The sky grows red and our lives turn to soil

We chant on and on and on and on "God help us all!"

Abandon ship

S.O.S.
Send out the siren call
God help us all

"Watch Your Back"
(J. Rollings & M. Davis)

I see you behind that corner
The window light gives away your position
The shadows falling give away your intentions for me
I thought that this wound wouldn't affect me
But I guess that I was wrong

Breathing out to avoid suffocation
To let you know of my disappointment

Bind my arms intending to reach for where you are
Blind my eyes intending to see where you are

Its not just the betrayal that has led to where I lie, looking for the light

I will be the sheath you can rust inside of me
Or better yet the ground supporting your feet
As you walk away from me