A Brief Intermission

Will you be looking my way,
When I'm with the next one that takes a bite,
The way I'm looking at you right now,

 

And I know you say I stare a little too much,
Like I'm looking inside you, And I have to remind you,
You can't sit there and say, you're not looking back,

 

Your eyes are breaking my heart,
Your smile is so haunting in the dark,
And I cannot look away,
As I capture the moment,
Tell me how I can get you to stay,

 

And I sit here, looking your way,
As this new one has taken your bait,
My words are forbidden, your emotions are hidden,
Yet somehow both obvious as the light of day,

 

Your eyes are breaking my heart,
Your smile is so haunting in the dark,
And I cannot look away,
As I capture the moment, 
Tell me how I can get you to stay,

 

And now that my eyes can barely open,
And it's time for us to leave,
Which good-bye will be our last,
Embrace me, don't say a word, and just breathe,

 

Your eyes are breaking my heart,
Your smile is so haunting in the dark,
And I cannot look away,
As I capture the moment, 
Tell me how I can get you to stay,

 

And now that my eyes can barely open,
And it's time for us to leave,
Which good-bye will be our last,
Embrace me, don't say a word, and just breathe,

 

Your eyes are breaking my heart,
Your smile is so haunting in the dark,
And I cannot look away,
As I capture the moment, 
Tell me how I can get you to stay

For Solitude

(Bass Gtr: Dean Dragonas , Drums/Vocals: Josh Gowing, Gtrs/Vocals: Dino Spendl)
 

(Josh)

You left yourself stranded in a world you created,
How quaint that it is right where you want to be,


(Dino)

Whenever possible, you'd cross the waters,
In every direction, on any path you'd find,
How very improbable, the crossings are submerged,
Hidden there borders, now way too hard to find,


(Josh)

As if you commanded every life raft deflated,
ripped to pieces or otherwise thrown out to sea,


(Dino)

Come up come up, I need to get out of this place,
Go down go down, how can the waters leave not a single trace,

 

You keep moving forward, as the days are growing fewer,
No choice but to push onward, like walking slowly into a skewer,

 

You keep moving forward, as the days are growing fewer,
No choice but to push onward, like walking slowly into a skewer,
Parts of you are dying, and you know exactly why,
And you feel powerless to stop it, though you never even try,

 

The bridge is growing longer,
The same as all the others,
The lengths you cross to barter,
For solitude unbothered,

 

Close all the doors, and you're good,
Block all the lights, if you could,
If only they all understood,
The depths you've been to only to search out the light,

(Josh)

The bridge is growing longer,
The same as all the others,
The lengths you cross to barter,
For solitude, for solitude,

 

The bridge is growing longer,
The same as all the others,
The lengths you cross to barter,
For solitude, for solitude

Magnify the Sun
 

Can you blame the infant child
For holding his magnifying glass under the sun
As the smoke of ants burning,
makes it's ways past his nostrils and fills his lungs.

 

Can you condemn the curious to exile....
As they grow much older and label themselves wise men, 
...for forgetting that, In each of their hands, is still a magnifying glass from when they were young.

 

Save all the tortured children,
and set a slow and steady fire to every single one who hurt them,
Forget all the tortured children,
and when they grow into the ones who used them,
you burn them,

 

you burn them, you burn them all,
you burn them, it's all you know,

 

Can you blame the self-righteous soldier
As he battles for justice, and yells, "Let the sinners be tortured!"
'cause he's too busy being just, to acknowledge his evil lust,
As he holds his glass under the sun watching them turn to dust,

 

Can you blame the scum of this earth, with their dark red, stained hands, and their indifference to terror?
Would you throw them in a fire, is watching them burn a desire?
If so, look down in your hand, because you're just a child.

 

Save all the tortured children,
and set a slow and steady fire to every single one who hurt them,
Forget all the tortured children, 
and when they grow into the ones who used them,
you burn them,

 

you burn them, you burn them all,
you burn them, it's all you know,
you burn them, you burn them slowly,
you burn them, and you love the show,

You steady your glass under the bright light,
You magnify the sun til it burns, your eyesight,
Curiosity, revenge or joy,
Or quite possibly it's some other decoy,
that leads you down a path so wrong,
You'd turn your glass on ignorant children,
Mature too think that they should burn
While you should always be forgiven,

 

You burn them, you burn them

When I Fall, Please Don't Look Down
 

Lay beside me, and we'll watch the buildings fall,
The end is near, but we'll rise above it all,

 

Lay beside me, as the dead are closing in,
Our hands turn cold, but I wont ever let yours go,

 

We will learn to grow our wings and
(reach to the sky)

 

All the world will crumble down beneath us,
 

What a beautiful sight to see,
As the cities burn, and the people turn,

 

But my wings will slowly tire,
And I'll fall through

Lost in Forever

(Drums/Vocals: Josh Gowing, Gtrs/Keys/Vocals: Dino Spendl)
 

Why does it feel like I have been here before?
This place is like a dream, a solid hologram, no more,
I've felt a few familiar souls, that seemed to hit so close to home,
I know I've bumped into them, whether in the last life,

or an infinity ago,
 

Why does it feel like I am being recycled?
over and over again, stuck in limbo,
My Earthly spirit so old, I'm nothing but tired, 
I miss the the place from before, 
How do I ascend out of this cycle?

 

This never ending figure eight,
'cause I'm perpetually circling this endless spiral
Like a massive ocean turning,
and I can't even remember the shore,

 

Because this reality is a single frame of eternity,
And deep down inside I know, that I have been here before,
Remembering countless lifetimes of searching for doors,

 

And I feel like I am stuck in forever,
With no way out, like all connections are severed,   
My soul too old to atone, every day I feel like a clone,
I feel like I'm lost and like I'll never feel quite at home,

 

I don't recall, but I must've insulted the devil,
'cause this place is hell, I must have thought I would never,
Be kept here boxed-up so long, I must have done some real wrong,
To be so full of metaphors that I easily fill up these songs,

 

This world is the mind of a psychotic man inside of an insane asylum
And I find myself alone in my awareness of all the wreckage and chaos,

This place is the kind where one could lose one's mind, cause it's a slippery slope, a sudden drop to the bottom,

And all those who fall, very quickly find,
it's an impossible climb, and they descend into madness

Eyes Half Open
 

What can you do when other people are no good for you?
What can you say when you're no good for them either anyway?


When all the world around you is pretending to drown,
knee-deep, in the shallow water, 
you swim to the depths alone,
Alone, because everything is so much better alone,

 

When all the world around you,
with their digital knives at each other's digital throats
Stay just close enough to not feel alone,
But forever too distant to look up on their own,

 

It's so freeing to step away from all of this bullshit,
Yet so confining to know that it creeps

endlessly just outside the curtains,
 

What can you do when even those
closest to you no longer feel like home,
What can you say, when you know it's all just pretend or play,
Because we truly, all, are alone,

 

How can we keep multiplying,
when multiplying means suffering and dying,
and all of this in a world in which,
everyone is afraid of everyone else,

 

How can we keep justifying, 
Anger toward those with riches for trying,
To keep their gold from the horde, while some live only to starve,
as we spend ours on self-gratifying,

 

I'm now certain inner peace and morality can only be found inside,
Which you have to wander far beyond those gates of loneliness to find,
And even then, it's a long road ahead,
past all of the layers of shit that have collected
As you, with your eyes half-opened,
tried your best to make your way through life  
 
I invite you to step into the outside with me,
Completely outside this shell of a world which you think is life,
I invite you to step into the beyond with me,
And I can only hope to convince you to go
into the dark alone in search for your soul

EYES STILL HALF CLOSED

Dark Stains

Eyes still half-closed, as they take you by the hand,
You're mind still exposed, Thirsty like a dry sponge in the sand,
They lead you somewhere, somewhere far beyond these kind, calm lands 
once your gasping for air, You're thrown out to the sea, just like they planned.

 

There are dark stains on your soul,
and eradicating them is your goal,
can it ever be achieved? 
How can you ever be received,
back into the arms of innocence?
or is it even of any significance?
It's closing in so very fast, your last night,
How little time to make things right,
 
And every day as I grow stronger,
I can face off with it for just a little bit longer,
But the evil are men, and I was born of them,
And there are not many of them who've done much wrong-er,
There's not a time that I most long for,
than the time before I stepped foot through that door,
If I could go back then, if I could do it again,
I'd like to think I'd stay in closer to the  shore,

There are dark stains on your soul,
Time to stop pretending that you're fine
and that they haven't taken a toll,
think back to all those that you've deceived,
Can you look back and think, "I feel relieved,
that I am moving forward, toward a lesser evil me,
Though no matter how fast or far I go,
These dark stains always will remain inside of me,"

They remain inside of me


How much evil lurks behind the strings of your mind?
Count the times you've lost control,
Versus how many times you've helped the blind,
For once, look back, and face your wake,
what stains of pain will you have left behind?
What's worst of all, is a cure exists,
but many of those who take it, find themselves confined,


There are dark stains on your soul
How long has it been since the last time that you abandoned control
When you were young you could have not conceived,
How the future you looking back might perceive
Those dark stains on your soul
It's ok to admit that, "yes, I'm not fine and yes they have taken a toll,
and no matter how far or fast I go,
These dark stains always will remain part of the whole,"

Sometimes Still

I asked for you, long ago,
Exactly as you are,
you came to me, or I was led to you,
I don't care but here you are,

 

I can't not say what I have to say,
not when I've come this far,
Five years too late, or am I right on time?
I don't care 'cause here you are,

 

I'd take your hand if you'd just let me,
I'd burn down the world, I'd let myself bleed,
Tell me, what would it take, because I just

might be waiting,

Waiting for you,
 

I asked for you, long ago, exactly as you are
to the smallest little detail and now somehow here you are,

I imagined you, you're so near and yet so far,
Not even ready for your life right now, you came early, here you are.

 

I'd take your hand if you'd just let me,
I'd burn down the world, I'd let myself bleed,
Tell me, what would it take, because I just might be waiting,
Waiting for you,

 

I'd burn it all, if you'd please have me,
Come, let's see the world, I want no one else beside me,
We have one life to live, say I have a chance,
and I'll be here waiting, Waiting for you,

 

If the Planet Shook

We're not willing to go on wanting,
Our needs being met, will never be enough,
No one tells, but on our heads there's a bounty,
And nothing will ever be as it once was,

Elders love to think that they are wiser,
They'll say they know what's best for everyone,
Implying that the young don't yet know better,
But the young, at heart, sincerely want something else,

Everyone is fighting for what they think is most right,
For the thing that they believe in, in their present state and mind,
No time to reason, there's only time to fight,
Because everyone alive is somehow right,

Yes everyone is right,
Hell we may as well just all give up,
Just call it a fucking night,

No one is willing to understand the other side,
No one willing to compromise,
Only groups of few trying to force the tide on the rest of us,
As they narrow down our lives,

When the word free has changed to mean,
Free to live inside your little box,
How free exactly do you really feel right now,
Chained in tunnels of man-made laws,

How right would it feel,
if all the systems crashed,
And all the people lashed out,

If no one had to kneel,
As the planet shook,
And closed on us like a book,

If we could feel real fear,
In our entitled minds,
Because right now we're so blind,

It seems so very clear,
That we've lost our way,
Multiplying our broken selves
Into decay