his grin covered in melted chocola… his hands covered in blood and no one to stop him thieves are not running scared they are running the show

walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was

she loved him before when life was a game he played and she loves him still

the fast foot of gloom quick through labyrinths of joy always catches up

tire takes the pirate seeking lost treasures of sleep sails into goodnight

you drag a soul around in a body and some nights it’s a bag of bricks wondering if there’s anything left to dream for

it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…

i walk as a storm two bolts of lightning in socks shoes laced with thunder

in third grade i confessed to my c… i didn’t know who Joe Montana was because i didn’t watch football the boys were quick to emasculate… and i was ready to punch their lig…

black shirts worn at day they spoke mostly of music bonded by the odd

it is not often that i think of peace or of the soldier i believe war is inevitable

visceral were the nights we stood… each of us armed with an instrumen… and hearts that beat like tempos we put on a show but we weren’t put-ons

the only boss i care to listen to on Labor Day

Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town

i have to take my fair share of th… loved this song from the moment i heard it and shouldn’t be surprised that she loved it too