Hey, cool guitar boy Loneliness is the warmest drug It wraps you up and tightens up and traps you Hey, cool guitar boy If you’re feeling out of place, I can fly you into space I can turn your hand to velvet and I’ll melt it down in front of your face Hey, cool guitar boy I find heaven in your company I love the way you look and I love the way you...Learn More

Watch them descend between the raindrops on the window Skies outside like clouded eyes, like Achlys in the mist There’s so much sadness when these airplanes aren’t moving I can’t remember the last time it rained like this The second gate in the airport They each sit three seats apart US tour, ninety-four A five piece out of Florence Park A missed...Learn More

Counting hours, he’s still lying awake An empty notebook and a path to the lake Where waves all cascade down then seep into the ground, not here to stay A restless night on empty streets Walking north to Cedar Beach Sifting through the sand as it drifts over his hands and slips away Mixing memories waltz and twirl Dancing sandy humdrum girls Twist...Learn More

Lead singer in still water, oh Mundane yellow tiles just remind you that you’re miles from home Attempted homeliness accentuates the loneliness — hotel hospitality does both The bottled-up daughter in the pale blue water hopes the chlorine gets her comatose She was crying in the hotel pool, alone She dunks her head and wonders if timе’s passing on...Learn More

This hearse kinda hurts I fell asleep in the dirt And you haven’t shed a tear since you’ve been here The grave stone and the roses Thinking bout breaking into heaven And 1987 The best year of my life I remember I danced With that one girl in France I was there for the summer Pop parties in Paris We don’t know where our parents are But I didn’t...Learn More

Did you hear about the way the rain fell down over Erie It came in droves like a cavalcade on the coast and most of us stayed inside Margot, can you hear me Margot, are you hiding from me I cast shadows on the ground I’m feeling like a ceiling fan, just spinning around And I learn how to be lonely From the free caffeine in the lobby of every La...Learn More

Pretty little porcelain sink Let me sink into your storm drain Poor little porcelain sink Stained with resignation And a bloodstream full of tightly-packaged pain I found myself in my childhood bedroom With a girl I barely knew from out of town She said her name’s Dolores, and she told me she spoke Spanish Girls like her will always stick around I...Learn More