Spiked the sky and watch it turn black,
And it's true compassion is what I lack...

Why not eat dinner on a couch, in front of a...
that shows news more relevant than any of that...

The expected takes form in roses of red,
Shielded, caged by a garden bed...

Covered in ivory clouds that the wind steals,
Selling to drought at a criminal price...

I'm staring at my bedroom window,
Watching the morning rays float through...

My stomach's through the windshield,
Embedded in a tree...

Truth is common belief. Sure it can be proven but...
The weather is changing, now. The days are a mix...

There's a gap between the desk and draw
Where the forgets lay resting on the floor...

My birthday is just another day of the year...
My walk is irrelevant and I'm sure the Earth...

I'm looking for a reason, baby,
to smash everything of you...

Bright behind the boulevard where the broken...
Mosquito's find their long lost wings and circle...

All those balloons we set to the sky,
messages that we lose hold of, and die...