another

with connor this time-

http://www.sendspace.com/file/h5dcm9

tomorrow

in the red light of apocalypse,

in the red dawn of a new world-

we will pad the first footprints into the dust

and the dirt,

the bent steel jungle is all around us

and the ruins of ancient highway overpasses

tower over us like steel wires,

holding in the earth so it doesn't explode.

follow this link-

music by jon, lyrics/vocals by me

http://www.sendspace.com/file/4w5hk8

shorts (again)

people, places and pronouns

in years you will wish,

that everything had been simple

and that you had not lost sight of dreams

amidst good intentions and bad impressions.

because nothing is as it seems,

yet we make our peace with everything.

i am the sound,

of your voice hanging in the air.

i am the animal you keep well hidden,

in the back of your head, causing you to pull at your hair.

are you scared?

why will no one ever be as terrified of me

(because nightmares are only when

your conscience sleeps with you)

as i am of myself?

at a stop sign, in a snowstorm,

i've never felt so alone.

and i've never needed someone so bad.

not for company,

no i need you, to recreate myself

in your questioning eyes-

maybe this time i will write answers

that i can convince myself to believe.

i've always had a problem with authority,

i've always had a problem with growing up.

so many hopes built on so much uncertainty

when i was young i was wise,

and as i grew older i grew wiser-

and more adept at fooling myself.

but now i have accepted,

i'm much better off being hated than being loved.