Under The Black Light
Nightingale
By Saves The Day
And I will flail under these lights,
That seep down from the bitter sky tonight
And I will kick, and beat my wrists together
And feel an ocean breathing waves,
Feel them licking at my face
Ceilings don’t exist, and there are no floors beneath me
If I were king of this night, would you become my queen?
And I hope, your majesty, that you like your position
I’ll do everything I can, to keep you by my side
And I’ll stare off through the darkness, to find us a kingdom
Just kiss me before I go
I’ll have to walk a thousand miles
Just to find the ground deserving of your feet
You could throw me down, and walk on me
And I’d just look on through my love, and through the haze
And I hope, your majesty, that you like your position
I’ll do everything I can, to keep you by my side
And I’ll stare off through the darkness, to find us a kingdom
Just kiss me before I go
The nightingales are singing now
They’re calling out our marriage
To our subjects on their knees
Their jewelery is thrown into the air
They sigh at their release
As their shackles hit the ground
The trumpets call out now
We’re home at last
And I hope, your majesty, that you like your position
I’ll do everything I can, to keep you by my side
And I’ll stare off through the darkness, to find us a kingdom
Just kiss me before I go
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Cemetery Road
By Elevator Division
You and I, and no one else
I thought you were the one
I thought you were the one
A time we’d never need God’s help
I thought you were the one
I thought you were the one
Impatience got the best of us
But love is never wrong
If it’s love, it’s never wrong
Our bodies joined, and became as one.
But how could that be wrong?
If it’s love, it can’t be wrong
Now I’m walking alone
Where the trees bend overhead
Down Cemetery Road
There’s a beautiful silence,
That keeps me alone
Where the trees bend overhead
Down Cemetery Road
There’s a beautiful silence,
That keeps me hanging on
It keeps me hanging on
It’s strange, the claims that lovers make
To promise to always be anything
Is to promise the impossible
Yeah, it’s strange the claims that lovers make
To promise to always be anything
Is to promise the impossible
We promise the impossible
We wish for the impossible
We pray for the impossible
We wait for the impossible
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Burn
By The Cure
“Don’t look don’t look” the shadows breathe
Whispering me away from you
“Don’t wake at night to watch her sleep
You know that you will always lose
This trembling adored
Tousled bird mad girl… “
But every night I burn
Every night I call your name
Every night I burn
Every night I fall again
“Oh, don’t talk of love.” The shadows purr.
Murmuring me, away from you.
“Don’t talk of worlds that never were.
The end, is all that’s ever true.
There’s nothing you can ever say.
Nothing you can ever do… “
Still, every night I burn
Every night, I scream your name
Every night I burn,
Every night, the dream’s the same
Every night I burn,
Waiting for my only friend
Every night I burn,
Waiting for the world to end
“Just paint your face,” The shadows smile.
Slipping me, away from you.
“Oh, it doesn’t matter how you hide.
Find you, if we’re wanting to.
So slide back down, and close your eyes.
Sleep a while, you must be tired… “
But every night I burn,
Every night, I call your name
Every night I burn,
Every night, I fall again
Every night I burn,
Scream the animal scream
Every night I burn,
Dream the crow black dream
Every night I burn,
Scream the animal scream
Every night I burn
Dream the crow black dream
Dreaming the crow black dream
Dreaming the crow black dream
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The Days Of The Phoenix
By AFI
I remember when I was told of story
Of crushed velvet, candle wax, and dried up flowers
The figure on the bed all dressed up in roses, calling
Beckoning to sleep, offering a dream
Words were as mystical as purring animals
The circle of rage
The ghosts on the stage appeared
The time was so tangible, I’ll never let it go
Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below
No one could see me
I fell into yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy
The words were as mystical as purring animals
The circle of rage
The ghosts on the stage appeared
The time was so tangible, I’ll never let it go
Ghost stories handed down, reached secret tunnels below
No one could see me
I fell into yesterday.
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay.
I fell into fantasy
The girl on the wall always waited for me,
And she was always smiling
The teenage death boys
The teenage death girls
And everyone was dancing
Nothing could touch us then
No one could change us then
Everyone was dancing
Nothing could hurt us then
No one could see us then
Everyone was dancing
Everyone was dancing
No one could see me
I fell into yesterday
Our dreams seemed not far away
I want to, I want to, I want to stay
I fell into fantasy
Our dreams seemed not far away
Our dreams seemed not far away
Our dreams seemed not far away
I fell into fantasy
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Fathom (Alternate Version)
By Ryan Johnston
This bed is noiseless, and still
Calming me, as we sink slowly
Like feather ships, to the bottom of this sleep
These blankets that you kicked
Onto the open bedroom floor
Are like frozen ocean waves
Painted in a dream
Your memory blows in
Like a winter snowdrift
It holds me in a cold embrace
In the silent air this morning
Latching on with an icy grip
Piling high inside my mind
With all of the broken things
That I always hoped to fix
The cost for going back to sleep
In this hailstorm of sheep
Is counting only nightmares
That used to be good dreams
The sun has gone away
Diving over the edge
Over the steep mountain railing
Of these western states we lived
And if she could return
If she could find her way back again
Rising from the loneliness of the sea,
Climbing into the Atlantic skyline
Filling up my empty veins
And the stasis in my head
Like a heartbeat tidal wave
A key on a kite string
The sapphire sky you left
Is overflowing ruby red
Draining from my heart
Like a crimson waterfall
Turning every star into mars
Sinking constellations like oxygen ships
Capsized in collapsed lungs
Devastated from restricted breath
In the rapture of the moment you left
And the world I’ve been seeing
Has been upside down ever since
Whatever it was that died
We bury alongside what it was,
That it brought so much life
The wind and rain will cover up the blood
They say time heals, but it never really does
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Fathom
By Ryan Johnston
This bed is noiseless, and still
Calming me, as we sink slowly
Like feather ships, to the bottom of this sleep
These blankets that you kicked
Onto the open bedroom floor
Are like frozen ocean waves
Painted in a dream
Your memory blows in
Like a winter snowdrift
It holds me in a cold embrace
In the silent air this morning
Latching on with an icy grip
Piling high inside my mind
With all of the broken things
That I always hoped to fix
The cost for going back to sleep
In this hailstorm of sheep
Is counting only nightmares
That used to be good dreams
The sun has gone away
Diving over the edge
Over the steep mountain railing
Of these western states we lived
And if she could return
If she could find her way back again
Rising from the loneliness of the sea,
Climbing into the Atlantic skyline
Filling up my empty veins
And the stasis in my head
Like a heartbeat tidal wave
A key on a kite string
The sapphire sky you left
Is overflowing ruby red
Draining from my heart
Like a crimson waterfall
Turning every star into mars
Sinking constellations like oxygen ships
Capsized in collapsed lungs
Devastated from restricted breath
In the rapture of the moment you left
And the world I’ve been seeing
Has been upside down ever since
Whatever it was that died
We bury alongside what it was,
That it brought so much life
The wind and rain will cover up the blood
They say time heals, but it never really does
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Disintegration
By The Cure
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery,
The shameless kiss of vanity
The soft, and the black, and the velvety
Up tight, against the side of me
And mouth, and eyes, and heart all bleed
And run in thickening streams of greed
As bit by bit, it starts the need
To just let go, my party piece
Oh I miss the kiss of treachery
The aching kiss before I feed
The stench of a love for a younger meat
And the sound that it makes, when it cuts in deep
The holding up on bended knees
The addiction of duplicities
As bit by bit, it starts the need,
To just let go, my party piece
But I never said I would stay to the end
So I leave you with babies, and hoping for frequency
Screaming like this, in the hope of the secrecy
Screaming me, over, and over, and over,
I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery
Stains on the carpet, and stains on the scenery
Songs about happiness, murmured in dreams
When we, both of us, knew
How the ending would be…
So it’s all come back round to breaking apart again
Breaking apart, like I’m made up of glass again
Making it up, behind my back again
Holding my breath, for the fear of sleep again
Holding it up, behind my head again
Cut in deep, to the heart of the bone again
Round, and round, and round, and it’s coming apart again
Over, and over, and over
Now that I know that I’m breaking to pieces
I’ll pull out my heart, and I’ll feed it to anyone
Crying for sympathy, crocodile cry, for the love of the crowd
And the three cheers from everyone
Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof
Through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye
Through the eye of the needle, it’s easier for me
To get closer to heaven, than ever feel whole again
I never said I would stay to the end
I knew I would leave you with babies, and everything
Screaming like this, in the hole of sincerity
Screaming me, over, and over, and over
I leave you with photographs, pictures of trickery
Stains on the carpet, and stains on the memory
Songs about happiness, murmured in dreams
When we, both of us, knew
How the end, always is…
How the end, always is…
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Lowlight
By Time Spent Driving
Outside, I can see your breath
But you’re not there, and mine is hardly left.
Twilight, feels the morning press
Above, every star, is seamed with your duress
Inside, I can hear each step
But they’re not yours, a sleepless dream at best
As black skies, flow to auburn reds
To wake the night and of me what is left
If I don’t want to see you, it’s because it hurts too much
All this time spent wondering if I was just a crutch
Waiting for the day to kill this night,
And carry with it you away forever
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Nothing Is What It Seems (Without You)
By Saosin
You look like you’re letting go
I know that you won’t call on me
You look like you’re letting go
I know what my instincts are telling me
And you’re fading out
It’s so hard without you
This wasn’t my fault
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you
This is all that I remember before you changed
You’re stuck in the dream with next to nothing
I’m all alone and nothings what it seems
Without you next to me
Sometimes it feels like home
So safe in the shade
But when the summer fades
There’s always something missing
And now that I’m on my own
I know why you just
Just couldn’t stop
And why you had to leave
It’s so hard, without you
This wasn’t my fault
Tell me how am I supposed to live without you
This is all that I remember before you changed
You’re stuck in the dream with next to nothing
I’m all alone and nothings what it seems
Without you next to me
I never imagined I would feel so lost
I never imagined it would be so hard
I never imagined I would feel so lost
I never imagined this would be so hard
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In Fear And Faith
By Circa Survive
Can we last through the winter?
The water’s starting to freeze.
The only one who remembers
Taking the wrong step, falling in front of me.
This body’s already aging.
These nights are all ready long.
And if I last through the winter,
I swear to you now, I won’t call.
Congratulations, go home now.
Will we last through the winter?
Will we make it to see?
I never wanted a partner and I never loved you,
Now you are free to leave.
This heart is already frozen,
I can’t remember the fall.
And if I last through the winter,
I swear to you now, I won’t call.
Congratulations, go home now.
It’s too late, it’s too late, they won’t let go.
Follow five footsteps through that open door, open door.
It’s too late, it’s too late, they won’t let go.
Follow five footsteps through that open door, open door.
It must be buried under the heart
That makes this pace consistent.
You’ll find it torn, that gate’s been opened?
I’ve been wondering if you’ve been real with us.
It’s too late
It’s too late, it’s too late, they won’t let go.
Follow five footsteps through that open door, open door.
It’s too late, it’s too late, they won’t let go.
Follow five footsteps through that open door, open door.
It’s start, stop and go
you’ve been dying for,
you’ve been dying for.
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See You In Hell
By Small Brown Bike
I’ll take Sunday night
With a blanket over this old, dark house
An occasional ruffle,
But nothing like you,
Or even this memory of you
Do you save our pictures, like I do?
Home is where you die
We we’re like a lullaby
You hit like a hammer now
You used to lean into me
Now you stand away
Those wheels just push right by now
Just a few feet from my life
If I leaned into their mess
I’d see you in hell, see you in hell
You looked straight at me,
Then laughed and said so honestly,
“You’re so dead now”
As I thought to myself, “Is that really true?”
Because I killed you in my head
You can too
There’s no second chance
Home is where you die
We we’re like a lullaby
You hit like a hammer now
You used to lean into me
Now you stand away
Those wheels just push right by now
Just a few feet from my life
If I leaned into their mess
I’d see you in hell, see you in hell
Home is where you’ll die
There’s no second chance
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Cicada
By Ryan Johnston
Its never early
Never in the day
When the sun,
Brilliant with it’s touch
Is drifting through the cracks
Of shapes, asleep in front
It’s too late
To think about
It’s too late to
Wrap myself in this
In the night
Guiltless with it’s brush
Covering what we could always see
When all the lights were on
And I know
Tomorrow’s up to me
It’s in me still
Searching for that peace
Imagination bleeds
Raining over sleep
Pouring like an ocean
Running off into space
When you’re not here
To ground me
Missing things
After letting go
Missing more than you know
Connect in dreams
I still see you
With all the lights on
Embracing change
Like poison in my veins
Would embrace my heart
Wishing you could know
You distill my blood
Connect in dreams
I still see you
Keep the lights on
Stay with me, don’t let go
This ending plays over
With the lights out
I’ll still be waiting
Wishing you could know
You’re sewn into my soul
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Paint Your Past
By Ryan Johnston
It’s so many things
Space and mountains, and memories
This story’s alive
These words, they read from you
And you decide
How they feel, after they’ve been used
It’s about your mind,
It’s a meteor, falling down
And what’s left, after?
Tasting today,
Sipping from the cup of yesterday
This world moves on,
And your little pond becomes a lake
And your memories,
They drown beneath the waves
I always pictured you, with them
Pulling down, pulling me under
Everytime I could catch my breath
Take some time,
You always wanted to get away
From the things you wouldn’t say
You asked me to wait
And I built this winter around that
Could have stood forever,
Could have never fallen down
To you, I was Just a shelter
Tear it down, make room
For your summer home
Spray paint the past
Cover it up with black,
Your mirror, and all the
Things in your life
That cause you to reflect
Because you should have seen it
Because you should have known
That one day, you could get, so gone
It’s drifty, hazy
Changing like a dream
Like waking up on the wrong day
Waking up, somebody else
I get the feeling that I’ve been sick
If only all the good things
Were that easy to catch
You make it real
What you lost, you pacified in the end
If only you would just…
Someday, we’ll all be better than this
And they’ll let us outside again
Finding you, in the Summertime grass
In a future, that’s nothing but the past
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Perfect Shapes
By Ryan Johnston
It grew from the seeds of time spent with you
It soaked up the blood, that gave life to me
White branches climbing into the black skyline
It fell like the leaves, into winters greedy hands
When Summer left us all alone, tied to that tree
You’re a storybook, never read to me
They knew, I would never sleep again
It fit to me like the perfect shape
Cut from time in a river bed
You warm me up with your morphine rays
Freeze me to death, when they dissipate
Remembering, to make me forget
You’re in my blood like razor blades
You breathe me in, like I am more than air
Like a word from your cloudy lips, I elevate
You cut the ties, just to watch me float away
You pull me back to you, like gravity
Walking away before I hit the ground
You reached through me, like the coldest wind
And now my heart beats so unevenly
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Reflecting off the times we've had. Writing, thinking, dreaming. Trying to capture thoughts, into a cage of words. But, the emotion Of the moment isn't always meant for captivity. It's a wild animal, And it needs space to grow. There is a song for all of these ups, and downs. If you listen closely, you'll know the meaning is there. The harder times seem To come in waves. And after years of this kind attack, I think a person becomes contemplative and creative, or bitter and destructive. God knows, I have been both. In the end, the things that have haunted and affected you rarely seem to make sense, and almost never rest in peace. Although, it's something I have always tried to find.